Nutritional Information for 1 slice: 357 calories; 27 g fat, 27 g carbs (6 g fiber), and 8 g protein
Today our mom flew off to Taiwan, so for dinner I’m having steamed cauliflower, brown rice, and a healthy protein “milkshake.” Not exactly what you’d call gourmet. So instead of boring you with all the stuff I’ve been putting together in the microwave, I’d like to introduce you to today’s guest blogger, Kim Hoeltje:
- 1 scoop Chocolate Protein Powder (30g)
- 2 T PB2 or other powdered peanut butter (14g) (can sub any nut butter)
- 1/4 cup canned pumpkin (60g)
- 1/2 cup canned chickpeas or any white bean (130g)
- 3 T egg substitute (46g)
- 3 T unsweetened almond milk (46ml)
- 1/2 t vanilla
- 1/2 t baking powder
- 1 T unsweetened cocoa powder
- sweetener to taste (4 packets)
- Drain and rinse beans
- Puree beans, pumpkin, egg, milk, and vanilla
- Stir in everything else except the peanut butter
- If using PB2, add water til you get a peanut butter consistency
- Coat 5×7 baking dish with nonstick spray
- Pour brownie batter in dish
- Swirl peanut butter on top
- Bake at 350 for 25 minutes
A day of no cooking! Nonfat Fage and fruits for breakfast, leftovers for lunch and takeout for dinner! Peter and I went hiking on Crissy Field before the girls got up. It made me think that this is how I should be every morning — to eat yogurt and to take a brisk walk along the bay.
Since we had to leave the house at 5 to go to the Castro Theater, we ordered Chinese takeout from this hole-in-the-wall place called Green Island. Cheap and yummy comfort food, the kind that I love. They have a three dish special that is $21 and we ordered rock cod with black bean sauce, salted fish with chicken and eggplants clay pot, beef and string beans in oyster sauce.
I told the girls that when they grow up and serve their husbands cheap Chinese takeout, they should dress up, take out the linen napkins, uncork a bottle of champagne or drink water in fine crystal goblets… That’s the only way to eat cheap Chinese takeout.
The screening of The Last Emperor 3D was an emotional experience for me. I teared up with the first note of music. Everything felt so vivid that I could almost reach out and touch the young self I had left far behind. That splendid and miserable youth of 28 years ago. Sitting in the audience holding hands with my daughters, I relived the six months I spent making the film. Six month on location would be unthinkable today. I would be needed at home. And I would need my home. But back then I had no one in particular to rush home to and being on location was exactly where I wanted to be. I thought of all the talented people, the best in their own fields, who had worked on the film. Quite a number of them have since passed. I sensed their spirit in the lightwaves and particles.