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Pork floss on toasted croissant from the reserves for breakfast.

Who in the world came up with pork floss?

It is so unrecognizable as meat and so unappetizing in its English translation. The last time I had pork floss was probably well before college. The last time I downed an entire bucket of the stuff in front of the TV like popcorn was sometime in middle school. It just melts in your mouth, exactly like cotton candy. Savory, meaty, stringy cotton candy..... yum, right? Leaving hardly a trace on your tongue so you are free to keep eating until you've found the bottom of the container.

Lunch had to wait for this hefty charcoal sourdough loaf with beet to cool.

This heat only serves to raise bread to pretty much quadruple its size... and it is good for nothing else.

Me trying to be delicate folding in bits of pureed roasted beets turned into an unintentional crime scene. These look like unintentional stab wounds.

Or an unintentional geode from this angle.

Keeping this guy in mind for if someone ever hosts another murder mystery party... or like a Friday the 13th party or something.

black garlic tapenade

some kalamatas, some green olives, plus a splash of their juices

~1tsp capers

8-9 pieces black garlic

1 clove regular garlic

a couple dashes fish sauce

a squirt of mustard

couple grinds of pepper

healthy drizzles of olive oil

-blend blend blend

Necessary intense condiment to cover up any beet flavor. I don't actually like beets that much, and this is my truth. The last time I allowed them to pass through my kitchen was when I lived with Luke. But they came in my Dirty Girl box, so I wanted to use them in a way that would ideally take more advantage of their pretty color than their flavor.

Success. I could barely detect any beet.

Eaten while almost having an aneurysm in front of my work laptop.

Dinner was honestly an unintentional homage to my ex boyfriend. 

I had a craving for a thick and juicy brat when I remembered that sad fennel sauerkraut in the fridge. Honestly this kraut needed to be cleaned and rescued from mold like five times. It downsized several jar sizes, but I'm determined to consume at least some of these homegrown probiotics dammit.

Anyways, on my mission to mail a package that turned out to cost more than 2x what I expected (sigh, it's okay I'm supporting USPS..) and to get eggs, I found some sweet and plump Asian sausages to fill the brat shaped hole in my... heart.

But this is not the tribute part.

That goes to the roasted sweet potato I prepared as my carb component and the leftover ground beets that I mixed with stale Panko to again hide as much as of the beet flavor as I could.

Eaten in the backyard breeze to escape that indoor heat.