Ryan said yesterday that he didn’t understand why we went to the gym when we negate all the work with big decadent dinners.
I counter that we go to the gym so we can eat dinners like the one we had last night at Downtown Kitchen.
Start with a salad of frisee, shaved apple slices, goat cheese and candied pecans.
Move on to pasta. Soma noodles with ginger and lime topped with chili rubbed tofu
Or the Tucson Children’s Museum Garden pasta with burrata, leeks, chard and “whatever’s fresh from the garden”
Finish with dessert that tastes as delicious as it looks un-photogenic: Lemon custard cake with blueberry compote and Chantilly cream.
Take your time. Enjoy it.
You’ve got all night and there’s nowhere else you need to be.
Oh man — that looks way better than the lunch I had there! And I agree with you — I workout *so* I can eat like it’s my job.
Can we somehow find jobs where all we do is eat? I’m putting you on that task.