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Year Two, Day 81: Salad Rolls to the Rescue!

 Finally had a bit of a breakthrough with this eating disorder of mine. 

Since it has been so hot lately, I have not felt much like cooking. No, not even in my crockpot.

I was thinking about my Vietnamese family that I am teaching English. Then it hit me.

Salad rolls!

I didn't have much time to do anything fancy yesterday. And with my small, but loyal crew of piano students, funds are limited. So I made vegetarian salad rolls.

It was one of those last minute decisions. I was going to run up to Fred Meyer's near our house and pick up the ingredients. But I wasn't certain they would have everything I needed.

So, instead I went to the Asian grocery store on SE 82nd near Foster. I cannot remember the name of the store, and oddly I cannot find them on the internet.

But I'm glad I went! The produce was very fresh and cheap. Most grocery stores do not stock fresh bean sprouts. But they did here! I got rice paper wraps, rice noodles, bean sprouts, cucumbers, green onion, fresh mint and fresh basil, raw peanuts and black bean garlic sauce for less than $20.

So far I have made over a dozen salad rolls and I still have ingredients for another dozen!

I like how fresh they taste. And the crunchy vegetables fulfill my crunch need.

 I do need to go back for fish sauce and hoisin sauce to make a dipping sauce.

I woke up this morning feeling better than I have in many moons. 

I am going to try different ingredients. The adult children were not too impressed, so next batch I am going to include smoked salmon and avocado. Here is a recipe that I found:

These are low fat and gluten free! :)

I am determined to take this self improvement quest to the next level.

I am starting to build an arsenal of healthy, wholesome, tasty food that will keep me satisfied and start the scale moving downward!

Happy Friday! :) 


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