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Let’s do lunch, shall we?

One of the best parts of having a toddler to feed is having toddler inspired food. Snack plates for lunch yesterday and grilled cheese for lunch today!

Although not just any grilled cheese. I don’t really do the two plain slices of bread and floppy square piece of “cheese” thing. I need more substance (and nutritional value) to my sandwiches than that. And so does this wee one.

I made us amped up grilled cheese sandwiches using fresh bread from the grocer bakery (aka ingredients I can understand – whole wheat flour #1), slices of sharp cheddar (not fake squares of congealed “cheese”), thick tomato slices, and a hefty spread of hummus.

Not your typical grilled cheese, because it’s even better! Simple and satisfying. Just like childhood.  

My recent food choices aren’t the only things reminiscent of childhood. On the way to our family gathering for Labor Day this weekend, we had to drive through a small town, country area that had house after house after house on land with pastures full of cows, horses, and the occasional chickens. It quickly sent me back to childhood.

When growing up, I used to regularly go horseback riding when visiting my grandparents in the North Georgia Mountains and would always dream of growing up and having my own stable with horses. I would live in a large estate and get to ride my horses every day.

I remember whenever we would drive up to my grandparent’s house we would pass by similar places and I would easily spend the hour car ride daydreaming of the day I could live in such a place. Clearly this was before I understood that pesky little thing called money. But it was always so fun to daydream! And I found myself doing the same looking at all the land with horses on the way to my sister-in-law’s house on Sunday.

It’s funny how our dreams change, huh? Now I don’t aimlessly daydream about such things. Instead I dream big on trusting that God has a plan for me and going after my passions. I dream about being a good mother to my children and having a strong family unit in our many years to come. Still mighty good dreams to have, but it sure was fun going back to that childhood innocence of dreaming looking at all the horses. Although now I know I wouldn’t want to own horses. I have enough trouble as it is trying to get my dog to love me!

Sigh. One of these days I will get you to love me, Roxy. I will!

• What was one of your daydreams from childhood?
• What food from your childhood do you still love?

Don’t you love a Sunday afternoon/evening where you know you don’t have the typical Monday business ahead of you? Long live the three day weekend! And I hope you are having a good one so far!

While I certainly don’t have any plans to write home about going on tomorrow, I did have quite the good day yesterday.Remember that feat of accomplishment I shared with you yesterday morning?

Well, I wasn’t about to let that milestone pass me by without a formal celebration. Psshaw! I wanted to party and do it up right! And if you know me at all by now, then you know that means some good eating, don’t ya?  

You better believe it.

I had one thing on my mind to commemorate my first venture into double digit mileage territory: The Flying Biscuit. AKA some of the best breakfast grub around.

I fell in love with their well-known grits, biscuits, chicken sausages, and more a little over a year ago. Most of the locations aren’t convenient (kind of like paying to eat breakfast out), but certain times call for going out of the way and doing the unusual. Especially when it includes 50% off savings thanks to Scoutmob. For the record – you need to see if you can use Scoutmob deals in your area if you don’t know about them already. You don’t have to pre-purchase the deal like other group discount sites. Use what you want, when you want. Thanks so much to Lee for cluing me in!

After going back and forth over the menu, I finally settled on a decision that would get me a little bit of everything that I pine after at The Flying Biscuit.

The Egg-stravaganza!!! And an extravaganza it was! Check it out….

The infamous fluffy, creamy, want-to-know-how-they-make-them-so-dang-good grits.

A giant, soft, warm, homemade buttermilk biscuit – with fresh apple butter!!!

Spicy, full-of-flavor, chicken sausage and turkey bacon alongside two perfectly scrambled eggs.

Two slices thick-sliced, whole wheat french toast topped with a fresh raspberry compote and a honey cream glaze (heaven in my mouth).

I wanted to try a bit of everything and planned to share my dish with Makenzie. Turns out, ten miles will make a monster of my hunger.

Total and complete domination! I ended up fighting lovingly giving Makenzie bites of my food. Oh, come on. Let’s be for real, here. I gave the kid the bare minimum and then told Peter to cough up his food. He wasn’t the one who ran ten miles. Girl’s gotta eat!

And you know what I did after that? Went straight home and crashed with a three hour nap. It was pure heaven and the absolute best way to celebrate reaching ten miles. It couldn’t possibly have been better. Well, besides that little thing we call DQ that made a special appearance later that night to ease watching the UGA loss.

Told ya. A very good day indeed. Who needs big holiday plans after a day like that?!

• What have you been up to this weekend?
• Does a challenging workout make you more ravenous than normal?