Lost pictures from Ocean Isle Beach

Holy shit, I thought that I had lost these food pictures from vacation! In no particular order, here is some stuff that we ate while at Ocean Isle Beach.

I'll give you one guess as to who ordered chicken fingers with fries...

Tony and I had breakfast near the pier, at The Breakers. It's a cute little diner/arcade/ice cream shop. Pet peeve: I hate it when home fries are referred to as hash browns. These potatoes were listed as hash browns on the menu.

Ice cream!

Connor almost made himself sick eating his ice cream sundae.

I think that Connor ordered these at Cineli's.

This is definitely from Cineli's.

Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken.

Meatballs! These meatballs are almost as big as my mom's.... uhm... head.

In a shocking turn of events, Connor ordered chicken parmesan. He didn't care for it.

More NYC Food Pictures

While we were in Brooklyn, Ian and I met a friend and her son for brunch. We ate at Buttermilk Channel, at the corner of Court and Huntington Streets. I'm not too familiar with the neighborhoods in Brooklyn, but I think that we were in the Carrol Gardens area. The food was really good. It sounds silly, but well cooked eggs are hard to come by. I find that most places serve their scrambled eggs overcooked and underseasoned. . These were just perfect. I think that they were made with a little bit of cream. The hashbrowns were well seasoned and downright cute. That's right, they were cute. I think that they were baked in a muffin pan. The toast seemed to be a wheat sourdough. It was all served on a bed of salad with oil and vinegar dressing. Yummy!

Here's Ian on the Coney Island boardwalk, enjoying an ice cream cone.

Ian, eating a pretzel as big as his head.

Vacation Pictures

Connor's favorite ice cream place in Ocean Isle... Okay, it's the only ice cream shop on the island. All of the ice cream is homemade and really delicious.

Waves.

Me and Ian.

Tony, self portrait.

Aqua Man, Ian

Monday & Tuesday

Here's a bunch of stuff that we ate on Monday and Tuesday of this week.

Anyone who doesn't like ramen noodles or macaroni and cheese from a box is clinically insane or has a poor palate.




Sometimes we have bread for dinner. Just bread.




Spicy mixed vegetables from Grand China in Hilliard.




Connor surprised me this week and switched up from eating mint chocolate chip ice cream to eating chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup. It was quite shocking as mint chocolate chip has been his favorite flavor for as long as I can remember.

Wednesday - 4.1.2009

Welcome to April. I picked Ian up from school yesterday and he spent the rest of the day playing April Fool's Day jokes on everyone. He told me at least 20 times that my shoes were untied, immediately followed by "You aren't even wearing shoes! April Fool's!"... "Mommy, your car died! You won't be able to start it! April Fool's!"... He even asked me to text my mom that her shoes were untied, with a follow up text that read "HAHAHHAHAHHA April Fool's!" He's quite the comedian. Right before falling asleep for the night, Ian got very serious and told me that he was so sad because April Fool's Day was almost over. Awwwwww...

I didn't take many food pictures yesterday because we didn't really eat much that was new or exciting.

We live in a very small subdivision that consists of two streets, a court, and 19 homes. You can't really even see our neighborhood from the main road. You would never even know that it existed unless you had a reason to drive back here. As a result, the ice cream truck almost never comes down our street in the warm months. It's torture for the kids because they can often hear the ice cream truck, but never actually see it or get to buy anything from it. We got lucky last night because the truck actually came down our street. Connor got a Spongebob ice cream and Ian got a Spider-Man ice cream. Ian ran off and ate his while playing upstairs in my office. He told me that he ate everything except the gumball "eyes". When I asked what he did with the "eyes", he repeatedly told me that he couldn't remember where he left the gumballs. I am sure that I will discover them where and when I least expect it.


Dinner - homemade deep dish pizza.

This is How We Roll - 3.26.2009

Ian starts his day shirtless and with a chocolate ice cream cone. Why? Because he can, that's why. (note: Ian is on the small side and is on a doctor order high fat, high calorie diet. Otherwise I would really rather he wait until lunch to eat ice cream).

That's a tent in the background. It's spring break and the kids have been camping in a tent in the living room.


My kids and I are all big fans of salty carbs in almost any form. Popcorn is a staple in our house. Connor started his day with a snack instead of his normal bowl of cereal. This is fresh popped white popcorn with sea salt, not that crap that you pop in the microwave.






Despite Wednesday's fiasco at Kroger, I decided to take the kids to Target today to pick up some odds and ends. The kids enjoy the fine foods at the Target cafe and each got a pretzel before we headed home. I can't believe that I am about to type this, but Connor actually looks like Tony in this picture. Connor is my mini-me but he really resembles his dad in this picture. He must have gotten his snarl from Tony.


Here's our dog Shadow. He's waiting patiently for his dinner of Moist N' Meaty and grilled chicken. He's a 5 year old beagle mix and we adopted him from a shelter about 6 weeks ago. He is BY FAR the best behaved member of the Stewart family.



Here's Tony's dinner - wavy potato chips with French onion dip. Please note that the mess in the background is an air mattress and blankets. The kids decided to camp on the air mattress instead of in the tent last night.


Connor eats uncooked cookie dough on an almost daily basis, and that's yet another reason that I shop at Sam's Club. They sell the biggest bucket of cookie dough that I've ever seen. Connor asked for cookie dough last night and I was surpised to discover that a spoon was already in the container when I opened it. When I asked Connor why there was a spoon inside the cookie dough, he said "I'm just trying to save some time. Go ahead and leave it in there for next time, okay?" I guess he's.... um... being innovative. For the record, I did NOT leave the spoon in there. (For those who are worried about food bourne illnesses, please don't let my kid's consumption of uncooked cookie dough concern you. The eggs in the cookie dough are pasturized)