"Nonstop chaos" is how I would depict the my post long-weekend, pre-Pearson phase. Worries were partially drowned in Chocolate Churro and Injeolmi Turtle Chips, which entailed a feeling of guilt so great that cardio became a no-brainer for calorie compensation.
Other meals spanned a Tomato & Egg Soft Scramble (not pictured), Stewed Eggplant and Meat (not pictured either, but capable of being visualized as a soft, savoury pairing to steamed rice), and tidbits of Lazros, with frozen veggies mixed in to neutralize obscene saltiness.
1) Apple Ginger Juice
Inspired by my local ahgase, I took to peeling and coring a weighty bag of golden delicious apples with the intent of preparing a juice concoction of sorts. Unlike her though, I had no juicing apparatus readily available. To the blender I went with roughly seven teensy apples, some unmeasured quantity of ginger root (peeled, for once!), a squeeze of lemon, water, and honey. The formula was too thick for homogenization at first, thus water was incorporated gradually to assist. Pulpy like oversaturated applesauce, I took to straining the mixture once to obtain a partially filtered juice (15% solids).
In hindsight, the Golden Delicious variety is likely best reserved for pie-making due to its relatively moisture content. The flavour is barely present in the juice, and the yield is quite minimal.
Having been made aware of this recent addition via the weekly smitten kitchen digest, I hesitated not at seeing the mention of "yogurt" and "chocolate". Really, the reasoning was simple: I had yogurt in need of using before my vacay and the sleepy polar bear's talks of chocolate had echoed in my subconscious.
At the end of a week-long wait were five spotty bananas residing in the warmest part of our dining room. I took to another iteration of banana bread, but this time The Ultimate. The decision may or may not have been made during the time of banana acquisition, after being reminded by orangecane of the most extravagant rendition of banana bread to grace SK territory.
Since the two recent wellness-undoing pilates sessions, I reached out to my former instructors personally in hopes of obtaining details on their next steps. As it turned out, they had departed Studio Bon to continue their pilates teaching at a studio in Markham. This compact establishment would open within the month of May just minutes from VyBE near 14th and Warden.
Fees were identical to that of Studio Bon, making the transition simple for existing pilates customers. Grand Opening promotions were also included: one bonus class with purchase of a 10-class package and two bonus classes with purchase of a 20-class package.
Further contemplation is needed in terms of logistics and time-stress tradeoff.
I was quick - too quick, really - to forego my original pick of Grapefruit Green Tea for the more budget-friendly selection of 2 Ladies. Elimination of tapioca was not possible; I made attempts to have the total quantity of pearls lessened to one, saw no luck, and reluctantly accepted my fate. It was a mediocre beverage that I didn't end up finishing.
The cookies, on the hand, were small but mighty. Fresh varieties were priced at $1.25 each, with day olds at a measly eighty cents. Oatmeal Chocolate was devoured within seconds. Honey Pistachio, Salted Caramel, and Double Chocolate were reserved for later consumption.
My decision had been made in poor judgement, for the broth was savoury instead of tart, runny with blocks of ice instead of slushy. Furthermore, the egg was fully cooked to greyness and the noodles as tough as week-old stale bread. Orangecane's Beef Jab Chae Rice was comparatively more balanced with veggies, meat, and carbs. At the very least, the egg was runny and hot sauce could be used to compensate for lack of depth.
Nonetheless, we concluded the diner's offerings to be strictly subpar. Neither of us, I can confidently presume, shall be returning.