Pescatarian

I'm sticking to my pescatarian diet.

I knew I was going to be a pescetarian and not a "straight vegetarian" and finally got to indulge my craving for sushi, shrimp, salmon, basa fish, etc. again.

Lee surprised me by grabbing some parsnips when we were out shopping for healthier foods.

As a pescetarian, I was in heaven because we had crab cakes, sauteed parsnips and jasmine rice. The crab cakes and parsnips complemented each other perfectly.

I say surprised, because if I have had parsnips before I probably just had them raw--and having them raw and having them sauteed are two completely different experiences.

If you are a fan of parsnips, you probably already know this but....MY GOD!!

Parsnips sauteed in a little canola oil and spray butter (0 fat, 0 calories) with just a little salt and pepper ground down on them....I MEAN MY GOD!!

Such an indescribable earthy fragrance to the taste of these once sauteed.. I think it's one of the most fragrant foods I've ever eaten. They intoxicate the receptors of sensuous nasality even as gustatorily they body forth a strange rich flavor that's almost like licking your lover's body during lovemaking. I know it's more the duskier spices (coriander, etc.) that go into men's colognes, but this is such a dusky scent/flavor that you almost feel like you're have a "fine cologne" seduction experience. Because the fragrance is such a vital component of the vegetable's weirdly shared sensuality. There's an edge of almost scary eroticism to the tuber...like somehow it picked up a trace of civet musk or something. But it's all okay to let it soak in.

The only thing I can even remotely compare the flavor (and again sauteed--raw the veggie stays very sedate and hides its flavors, fragrance) would be ginger but ginger is bitey and it's not really that. But  imagine ginger with a strange taste of musk (as unpalatable as I realize that might sound) added and it all being extremely pleasant.

It filled the house with such a deliciously confusing scent for hours. On a cold winter's night our house smelled like warm Chinese moss where deer had lain or something. I loved it.

We are both waiting for the weather change to play tennis again. It's been so long. We both got new athletic shoes but the funny thing is we ended up buying the same exact shoes (just different sizes--baby has big feet).

We realized this is sort of Stepford husbandish but neither of us cared since they were the best pattern and the best fit for both of us.

I took some photos while the snow was still falling in the dark around the neighborhood (and my right hand ended up getting near frostbite).

But I just came inside and warmed it on my podner since he's hot-blooded and he loves cold hands. He's weird like that lol.

Day 25 of sobriety in all things and I couldn't tell you the number of things for which I am grateful anymore because they are like the grains of sand up the buttcrack of God when he looks at the world.