i love going to yoga class, but often have a tough time letting my mind rest for the end meditation. last time i completely visualized myself on the conan o’brien show talking about kitchen confidence. we high fived, shared a few laughs and i coached him through a simple sauté of greens. i opened my eyes to realize that i was sprawled out on the floor of a beautiful yoga studio minutes from home. but i really saw it – the cold chillin’ with conan! a premonition? doubtful. i have no clear plan for the future of almost foodies.  i can’t seem to get this website where i want to be and potlucks are the last thing on my mind these days.  maybe the yoga will help.

tonight while trying to meditate, i started to worry about what to have for dinner. i always leave yoga starving and tempted to stop off for a greasy treat before getting home. now i’m on a budget and did not want to waste my money on empty calories. so instead of freeing my mind, i was mentally scanning the contents of the fridge and freezer. pita, eggs, pepper jack, butter and onion. ding! a namaste and a few high fives later, i was on my way to dinnertown.

the meal cooked up in minutes and was scarfed down in seconds (after spending a few additional seconds not caring about lighting while snapping a photo or ten). the butter melted while i diced up a tiny piece of onion. i threw the frozen pita directly on the burner (no time to heat up the griddle when you are dizzy with the hunger). it thawed and nearly burned in an instant! what a fulfilling and delicious treat. i’m not sure it was really a meal, but i’m full enough. it’s keeping me from grabbing a beer. beer and eggs? barf. or should i go find out? nah, i think sleep is in order.