My mom has been visiting since sometime last week, so the weekend has sort of been a blur of showing her around here (if you can call it that – I basically have no idea where I am most of the time), traveling to visit people in other parts of MI, and laziness.

Practically everyone I’ve met has told me to go to Zingerman’s Deli, so we took my mom on Friday, maybe? I had never heard of it prior to deciding to move here – apparently it’s very popular.

Jon and I split a reuben + some sort of turkey sandwich + two different kinds of pickles.

At some point, I went to the Mediterranean place that’s dangerously close to my house and ordered the veg combo.

My laziness FAR outweighs my desire to eat w/r/t cooking, but put me smack in the middle of restaurants that are cheap + easy + Jon gone? Dangerous.

I don’t know what happened between then and last night, but that’s all I have (and remember, excepts some salads here and there) until this:

I went to the store and bought flour and sugar and cookies and all sorts of the evil things that I usually avoid having in my cabinets and convinced my mom to make banana pudding (minus meringue because I don’t have a mixer/don’t like it).

She wrote down the recipe, but I think I’m going to have to throw it away. It’s bad enough that I already have an established take-out/delivery menu drawer – I definitely don’t need a recipe to bug Jon about.