Happy Mother’s Day!

I hope everyone is having a wonderful mother’s day!

No matter how hard I try, I cannot get my mother to smile in photographs. She doesn’t like the gap in her front teeth and even though I keep telling her to own that shit (not in those exact words) a la Madonna, she never listens to me. Oh well. She rocks a pretty cute half-smile in my opinion.  

For mother’s day, Eleanor, Chris and I took my mom to Paradiso Restaurant in Burlington.

I decided to forgo all of the decadent items on the menu (wild boar gnocchi, steak, a long list of stuff that had “cream sauce” in the description) in favour of a 3-egg omelette with smoked salmon, feta cheese, sun dried tomatoes and spinach.

I love me some heavy cream sauce and buttery steak from time to time, but I find the more I focus on the way food makes me feel as opposed to how it tastes, I actually want to make healthier food choices. Especially now that I’m focusing on building muscle; I want to eat as much healthy stuff as possible – lean protein, vegetables, fruits, nuts and whole grains - and cut back on things I know won’t do anything to help me achieve my goals.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t have any bad stuff. Like the two slices of focaccia bread I enjoyed before my meal. I used to work at Paradiso back in the day and they make the greatest home-made foccaccia bread on site. I used to snack on this stuff non-stop during my shifts and the fact that I didn’t gain any weight during my time there is proof that working at a restaurant burns mad calories. Anyway, whenever I go to Paradiso, I have to have the foccaccia bread. It’s non-negotiable.

After lunch, we visited my Nonno’s house, where we enjoyed some sunshine in his backyard.

For dinner, I threw together a quick meal – a turkey cutlet with salsa and half a baked sweet potato, which I ate while watching Melrose Place re-runs with my mom. That’s right, I’ve got Mom hooked on Melrose now too.

Plans for the evening include putting together a new playlist for tomorrow morning’s run, reading (still chipping away at Dickens – 650 pages down, about 200 to go) and bed. Is it really Monday tomorrow?