Iron Chef Dunbar.

Alright. I’ve a confession to make. Last night, around 10 hour 30, a craving hit me. And it hit me hard. And no, not like a normal girl did I crave chocolate or ice cream, or something readily available at that, I craved cinnamon rolls. Fresh, warm, gooey, sweet, sticky icing, chewy heaven and all.

Call me crazy, but at 10:30 last night, giving into my intense craving, I made them. And I was done in under an hour.

If Switzerland ever has an Iron Chef; Cinnamon Roll challenge, yours truly will surely be the winner.

Iron Chef Dunbar, nice to meet you. 🙂

Okay, enough gloating, behold, I give you the goods.

And of course, you can only imagine what I had this morning, seconds, I repeat, seconds after waking up –

This cute little thang is about 2 inches wide, actually, it’s quite close the the actual size now, give or take a millimeter! I enjoyed it with coffee, of course.

It looks like my Krisproll is coming around the corner for a wave, ‘Hi there Iron Chef Dunbar, are you going to eat me?’

No. I don’t play with my food. Why would you think that?

I think I’ll be needing something substantial in my sometime soon. Though he was good (the recipe didn’t call for oil or butter, only heavy cream, but I used milk 🙂 ), he wasn’t very satiating. Perhaps something to do with a carrots, I was dreaming of carrot cake all night…

Update – 4:51pm

Well, hunger hit me hard, about 2 hours after my little cinnamon roll. Sugar will do that to me. But, to complicate things, I was in a picky mood. I thought I wanted carrot cake oats –

But after a few bites, I wanted something savory. The raisins in it were very tasty – they plumped up while cooking, so I picked those out. Too bad I only put 10ish in.

So I baked a Quorn filet with some Frank’s, and made a wrap.

A Quorn corn  tortilla (about 5″ in diameter) with a spoonful of rice, a bit of Quorn corn, carrot, basil, pickle, white cheddar, Franks, and the baked corn Quorn.

But, after a few bites, it still really wasn’t satisfying me! The lemon on my plate was exciting me more! So, I put the other half in the fridge, and found my ravishing hunger was gone. I guess half a wrap and a few bites of oatmeal can do that.

I squeezed some fresh lemon into water, and it was, meh, okay.

Life realization #1 – Starting your day with EXACTLY what you crave will turn the rest of your meal desires upside down.

I’m going to a bar-b-que (does anyone else still hypenate that?) and A] I’m bound to be hungry B] There’s bound to be good food, and C] I’m bound to eat a lot of it. (I’m completely sick of the word bound now).

A tout a l’heure, petite poulettes!

Update – 8:56pm

The bar-b-que was a bust, food wise. Typical carnivorian (new word, alert the press!) scene – sausages, pork, chicken, steak, moo moo oink oink. Knowing this was bound (DOH! I said it again) to happen, I had a few bites of these –

Plain low-fat yogurt, 1/2 bananer, few blueberries, sprinkle cinnaMON. If I don’t say so myself, it was a pretty good idea.

I nibbled on some bread at the shin-dig, but it doesn’t really deserve a picture.

I came home and threw together a salad because I was really hungry and lazy.

White beans, cottage cheese, shredded carrots, cherry tomatoes, yellow bell pepper, blueberries ( 🙂 ) and a slice of whole grain bread with some Smart Balance.

Then I did something I’ve never done before. It’s never crossed my mind. Until tonight.

I took an orange. An orange, I took an orange, and I sliced it. I sliced an orange and I drizzled on orange juice onto my salad. It became an orange juice salad. It became a delicious, refreshing, sweet and tangy orange juice salad.