Sammit and I frequently have to resist the urge to eat out - Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner or Dessert (yes, that seems to be it's own meal) - it doesn't matter. We like to eat out - Sammit loves trying new and exciting things (or variations on the same old thing) and I like not having to think and the unrelenting supply of cold water delivered directly to my glass. I do not exaggerate about the water. If you have ever been to a restaurant with me you know that I have to have my own pitcher or every glass on the table will be empty before we've opened our menus.
But when I really thinking about it, laziness and water are the only things I like about eating out. I don't like how much money we spend for two damned-if-you-do-damned-if-you-don't reasons. 1) I hate feeling like I've been taken advantage of when I know how much less it would have cost me to make the meal from scratch. 2) I hate the feeling I get when I've contributed to the Food Industry Complex because the price we paid for our meal is well below the actual cost of the livelihoods, human or animal, of those involved in producing it.
I hate not definitely knowing what is in my food - not being able to choose healthy fats over unhealthy ones, not knowing the quality of the ingredients, not trusting the waitstaff to provide me with accurate information or just having a hard time resisting trying to educate the waitstaff about food. I love when Sammit and I happen at a place that serves Salmon. We always ask where the Salmon is from if the menu does not divulge such information. If we're not in a serious [read: expensive] fish place this question usually catches the staff off guard and after they walk to the back to "find out," we get one of two outcomes: 1) The staff person returns and tells us they don't know where their Salmon comes from but it's really good or 2) The staff person proudly states that they carry only the finest Farmed Salmon. They are often confused when we then order the Tilapia.
[Note: Due to high mercury levels and devastating overfishing in the Atlantic as well as the gross lack of nutritional value and treatment of farmed Salmon, we tend to only eat Wild Alaskan Salmon - a sustainable choice. For more information on sustainable seafood choices, google it.]
I hate not being able to customize my order. This doesn't happen at all restaurants, but it happens frequently and is another two fold problem. 1) They can't customize an order because everything comes premade, usually frozen, from a parent or outsourced company. 2) They would be happy to customize an order for a small fee, which hits a nerve I have about customer service now-a-days...but that's for another post.
So, in short after the long, with a little creativity (Sammit like to try new things), planning ahead (I like not thinking), and ice (cold water), Sammit and I can enjoy all the elements we like about dining out without trudging through the elements we don't! It also makes those few places that provide cost effective healthy meals with outstanding service really hold a warm place in our hearts.
Believe it or not, this whole post started with wanting to simply document a night of double leftover usage.
Last night's dinner/this afternoon's lunch:
- 1 1/2 cups of roasted chicken (leftover from an actual roasted chicken), shredded - heated in coconut oil with minced garlic, onion and a few spoonfuls of taco seasoning.
- Added 1 can of pinto beans, 2 diced Serrano peppers and 2 beefsteak tomatoes from the garden
- Stirred in leftover BTB [a great burrito place in Ann Arbor] from lunch: little bit of rice, shredded chicken, salsa and black beans - seriously, about a spoonful total.
- Stirred in 2 heaping spoonfuls of Sour Cream and 1 cup (cough-2-cough) shredded cheese
*Vruit has it's pros and cons - one of the pros we like is that it's corporate headquarters is located in Saline, MI and it has partnered with Eden Foods, a Clinton/Ann Arbor based company that was a pioneer in eliminating BPA in canned foods years ago. Both Eden Foods products and Vruit are sold in our local Food Co-op.
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