Sunny’s eyes just about came out of her head when the waitress at Kick Back Jack’s set these monster blueberry pancakes down in front of her.
My dear wife had her revenge, though: she made it through about 80% of this massive stack, then jumped back into the car and drove another four hours.
Never underestimate the ability of a thin person to make food just seem to disappear.
Beautiful morning. Storm coming to the Strawberry Coast.
It takes a village to form and run a Sea Scout Ship, and I have been privileged over the past two years to work with a village full of heroes. A team of yachtsmen, Coast Guard Auxiliarists, and Navy NCOs who all make me realize how little I know about the sea have made it all possible. It was great to see fellow scouters Marie Edson, Liz Conner, and Jon Conner also recognized for helping bring this program back to Ventura County.
Note the Eagle Scout photobomb…
This is your brain on 12 year-old Elijah Craig Small Batch Kentucky Bourbon.
Make mine a double. Rocks.
Vacations are wunnerful…
Day-Glo post-its, a superb Gel pen, and four notebooks. Happy holidays, indeed!
I don’t eat beans-on-toast anymore, but I thought I would try this California version: low-sodium black beans on a whole grain bagel flat. Still around 500 calories, but more filling, no sugar, and a bunch more fiber. It’s a cheat, but a small and satisfying one.
Warming up on the calf-raises at 6:30am. Started a year ago at 35 lbs, up to 85 lbs.
Why the locomotive on my workout clothes? Because it’s my train-ing shirt, of course!
#traingeek #foamer #ferroequinologist
A 36-pack of Maruchan instant ramen, a huge can of Mountain House freeze-dried beef cubes, and a bowl of fruit.
This is what happens when you raise your kid on camping: eventually, camping food becomes the go-t0 cuisine.
I had to laugh at and share this shot, because in it I look like I textbook combination of my parents.
While this provides some assurance that my family tree is as advertised, it is also a bit frightening: I look like my parents did when I was a teenager.
Ah, well: aging beats the alternative.
All of my macronutrients, plus fiber and electrolytes, when pushed into a single pile makes me seem every more obsessive-compulsive than I am in real life.