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Treat yo self weekend

My Friday started with an MRI.

brain

(You’re probably wondering “how does that qualify as a treat?” Just trust me.)

After I got my head examined, I had to run some other personal errands so I took the day off. It was a beautiful day in NYC – very unlike our typical Augusts – and I was feeling better than I have most days since the concussion.

Last Friday was also payday. It felt like a perfect Treat Yo Self day.

I started with breakfast-for-lunch at Delicatessen. If you go there, order bacon. Theirs is so good.

Deli

After brunch, I was ready to shop.

I went to Bloomingdale’s SoHo and got this Marc by Marc Jacobs black tote to replace my new-but-already-ratty Banana Republic bag.

I also got this cute Rebecca Minkoff quilted leather bag.

Photo via TheTrendDiaries.com

OK so I didn’t stop there.

I also got a pair of Belle by Sigerson Morrison sandals which I, unfortunately, can’t find online. These are the shoes I was looking for but, alas, Bloomingdale’s didn’t have my size.

The best part was the sales: I spent less than $400.

OK maybe the best part was the whiskey sour I had Friday night at Bowery Hotel. But that’s another story.

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How could they do this to me??

A place called Aroma did a really mean thing to me.

“What did they do to dear One Chicklette?!” you’re probably asking yourself, feeling outraged. I appreciate that, you know.

This is what Aroma did: They stopped offering MY FAVORITE SALAD! How horrible of them, right?

salad

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Did you have a good weekend?

The best word for describing my weekend:

Freemans

Yeah.

I had pancakes at brunch at Freemans with Adrienne. Dinner of chicken parm and pasta from Max. Pancakes again at brunch at Spring Natural Kitchen with my Kenya trip friend Caroline.

Spring Natural Kitchen

By the time I woke up Sunday morning, I had gained two of the pounds I lost during the gluten-free experiment.

My honest reaction after eight days of feeling sad about food was “Oh well.”

I’ll worry about exercise tomorrow.

I am hungry ALL THE TIME

Yesterday was Day 7 of my medically-suggested gluten-free month.

In short, I am hungry all the time. You should buy me this shirt right now.

who-said-i-don-t-have-feelings

Via Skreened.com

I am also cranky. My joints feel somewhat better, but I otherwise do not feel any different. Except hungry.

Breakfast is still The Worst. When I walk into Starbucks, my mouth waters for the pastries I cannot order.

Without Kind Honey & Oat Clusters and Noosa coconut yogurt, I probably would have quit this experiment already.

Do you think I’ll make it thirty days? I don’t.

:-(

Update: I quit the same day this was published after a chat with my doctor. Happily I’m no longer hungry!

This gluten-free thing…

I woke up, filled with dread. This day had loomed in my mind like a dark cloud on a distant horizon.

I rolled out of bed and left my apartment, still wearing the clothes in which I slept. Turning the corner, I walked into Swallow Cafe and evaluated the pastry selection.

Where were the weird gluten-free pastries I had seen just last week — and turned up my nose at? Not at Swallow, apparently.

Starbucks pastries via EatAtState.com

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Eat this: Apple Handpie

If you’re old enough to remember McDonald’s original apple pies, you’ll be so happy you read this post.

For the young’uns reading this, gather ’round and indulge me as I get nostalgic for a moment.

Back in the day, my ballet studio was located around the corner from a McDonald’s. How convenient. As kids, my dancing queen friends and I would run over there between classes, gorge on quarter pounders with cheese, fries and the coup de grâce, apple pies.

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