a weird day = a weird salad
My day has started with an invitation to Bang With Friends. [Insert “I wish I was kidding!” comment here]. They have an abbreviation and everything.
I will lie if I say that I didn’t entertain the idea of… no, not what you thought. Jeez. The idea of actually naming the post that. Just to mess with you. Oh, the page views I would get.
The day continued with a friendly reminder from my Inbox that “very active girls” apparently “crave” me. Really, ladies, I am flattered.
My question is… What the hell kind of keyword combinations am I using to be blessed with such innumerable riches?
Wait, don’t answer that. Google “bang with friends” enough times, and maybe you will be so lucky too. Maybe very active girls will crave you as well.
Armed with newly found confidence in the fact that I am, indeed, loved and wanted, I proceeded to invent a salad that I proudly call… “The Weird Mexican”.
[If that’s offensive, don’t tell me – I really like the name, and my polite Canadian nature would not be able to stand the controversy].
“The Weird Mexican”
2 cups spinach
1/2 cup black beans
1 boiled egg, chopped
1 cup sliced cucumber
1 tbsp sunflower seeds
1/2 tbsp sesame seeds
1 seaweed sheet, crumbled on top –> that’s the weird part, get it?
dressed with sesame oil and soy sauce