there are internet rumors that that's where the name buddha bowl comes from.
i can't verify the veracity, but i can sure vouch for a big belly bowl of whole foods.
a heapin' helpin' of hottness, wholly whole and massively portioned?
don't mind if i do, dudes.
check it out:
THAT'S WHAT YOU NEED,
if what you need is to shovel an acre of awesome into your face.
(and i do)
SO many good things, heaped up in a giant pile of pure joy.
mmmmmm.
oven roasted potatoes? that's what you want-
brown and white rice? that's essential to your well being, buddy-
steamy broxxx? greens are good for you always-
purple brussies, with a dash of tamari? yummmmmm-
salady mixed-up green leafies and crawnchy radishes and carrots,
and hot peppers and cilantro sprankles??
that's how you doo-doo the big bowl, bro.
too much is the right amount,
which is why there's also spicy smoky chick peas,
AND exxxtra-lemony tahini dressing as well.
yuuuup.
there's a system here, and it's a template for being terrific and gettin' expert.
a grain, a green, and a bean.
rules is rules.
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pan-fried brussies in a dab of olive oil, a tablespoon of water, and a lid t steam 'em-
that's easy enough, but then you hit 'em with that wheatless soy, and glaze the grand finale
like a champ.
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the chick peas are drained, rinsed, and rolled around in a hot pan with GPOP,
smoked paprika, black pepper, texas-style ho'sauce, a dash of nootch, and some salt.
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the potatoes get roasted at 375℉ until they're golden, laid out on parchment on a baking tray,
with a little pink salt and black pepper.
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the broccoli is legit just steamed until it;s soft, but still bright.
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ANYbody can do this, and there's a LOT of it to much up on.
that's the best news of the night, right?
i think so.
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tahini, lemon, salt, pepper, and that's your dressing-
1 tsp paste, 3 T lemon, a lotta stirring, and some seasonin'.
c'mon.
you know you have the skills to gorge yourself on an epic bucket of big action,
allowing the shark-gluttonous overindulgence to activate all these nutrients.
that's the best part-
it's all good for you, too.
yeah!
MORE food, and MORE flavor, and no bad news....
...until it's all gone and you're sad.
awwwwwww.
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i got up hella early today.
just like every day.
all i do all the time is run around.
even when there's down time, it's actually go time.
that's exhausting,
and for some stoooopid reason, my damned dumb-dumb dog needs to be wide-eyed,
up, and at 'em at 4am....
yup,
crabtree is a real early wormy bummer of a battle beast so far this month.
and that's every frickin' morning.
now, i've never really slept very much-
but these cold dark days have got me feeling the need for slumber.
maybe it's escapism, maybe it's depression trying to invade my P.M.A.,
i dunno,
but i do know that when my whole body says sleep, i might wanna listen,
however,
all i hear is this whingey, whiny, weasley little F*er moaning about,
for literally no legitimate reason.
he's too hot? he's too tired? he's a dog, duders,
so i can't tell you what the heck he means when he peals and squeals for an hour,
ruining every single morning with his weak-sauce noises-
but, that's what he does, and that's how it goes.
i don't like it, but i've probably just got to investigate the cause,
rather than resenting the symptoms with exxxxtreme hostility.
uh-huh.
am i smarter than a dirty dog?
time will tell, but right now, the answer is no;
never quiet, never soft.....
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