Melissa likes to pretend you care

I’m tempted to front like this was some sort of carb-loading situation because we are upon weekend #1 of 3 in which I must run 30 miles (10 + 20), but let’s be real — I would have had this even if my planned weekend exertion only involved walking half a block.

I found this divine (and worth schlepping across 6 windy Manhattan avenues to get). $3.99* for a delicious double steakburger plus skinny (my preferred potato width) fries. Two enthusiastic thumbs up; fine holiday fun.

(*I paid just about the same amount for my cookie dough milkshake which, while lovely, resulted in a minor headache from trying to drink through a straw periodically clogged with chocolate chips. There has to be a better way/I should have gotten a beer.)

Post post-marathon-day-off-accomplishment (getting another copy of my car key and keyless entry thing to replace the spares lost in Lima/as back-up for the remote - the only way to get into my car - that I keep just-about breaking) I finally made my way to White Manna. I was slightly underwhelmed (I feel like it was something to do with the onions), but it was nothing some crinkle cut cheese fries and soda fountain Sprite couldn’t counteract. 

I would not let the rain, insane wind, nor chill not helped by post-gym-shower wet hair deter me from my free cone of Ben & Jerry’s, my reward for 7 really rough miles. They didn’t have Coconut Seven Layer Bar, the obvious choice because it’s not available at supermarkets, so in a panic I opted for Clusterfluff (narrowly edging out Late Night Snack). Solid move.

Yesterday, in homework-procrastinating/I-can-eat-whatever-I-want-because-I-ran-12-miles mode, I decided to make this deliciousness.

It was magnificent, in spite of my interpretation not being the most aesthetically pleasing, the fact I included a few advertent (new word) and inadvertent ingredient substitutions (the latter thanks to getting distracted in A&P by all of the shiny things and the consistently amazing soundtrack), and my disregard that it required an hour to cook, resulting in an 8:30 dinner (even though the idea for the project arose at a reasonable-for-once 4:30 p.m.).

things I didn’t need to know: Keebler has apparently started making bootleg Samoas

I daresay these are the ideal snack food available for purchase in retail establishments.

Procured for a mere $1.49 at Shop-Rite (probably on sale but still shockingly low for a snack parading as something healthy - never mind one that is gluten free!), these are the Holy Grail of snack foods, at the very least in the white-cheddar-powder* sub-genre. There are but four servings in this bag (65 pieces each!), which means, though I would never condone nor partake in eating an entire bag of anything in one sitting, one could feasibly do so and that would only set you back, oh a mere 520 calories. 

*If you think white-cheddar-powder-covered food is gross even while you are in the process of eating it (after the fact is a whole other story), we probably shouldn’t be friends.

I accidentally had NY Magazine’s Best Turkey Sandwich (also: one of Time Out’s 100 best things to eat) last night in BK and oh my word was it delicious.

(via)

a wrong* has been righted

*the lack of the consumption of one of these - a Campfire Blast from Sonic (graham cracker ice cream with tiny baby chocolate-covered marshmallows) - in my life

If you were to look at the majority of my bookmarks on Delicious, you’d think I was confused and taking the site’s name literally.

PS: I have made exactly one of the recipes saved there so far.