Beans And Weenies

by HEAB on June 29, 2010

And the pregnancy cravings continue…


Yesterday it was beans and weenies…I never thought I would be typing the word weenies on this blog. Anyway, I’d like thank Trader Joe’s for this entire meal. In fact, last week, when I was there stocking up on hot dogs, buns, and pickle relish, the cashier asked me if I was getting ready for the 4th of July. No, not exactly. After yesterday’s 90 minute vinyasa class, I zeroed in on a can of Trader Joe’s baked beans that had been in our cabinet forever. Perfect, just what I wanted! I then toasted a whole wheat hot dog bug, cooked myself a turkey dog, slathered the bun in TJ’s aioli garlic mustard sauce, sweet pickle relish, and loaded it with 1 serving of warmed baked beans. I love how the bun got all soggy from the beans…mixed with the mustard and relish…I could not have been happier. :)

So, this morning I woke up to a bunch of leftover baked beans in our fridge. What to do, what to do? Well, the Brits love their baked beans for breakfast, and so the following is an ode to all my friends across the pond…


I warmed up some beans, scrambled 1 egg with 2 egg whites, and then realized I had no bread to make toast. Bisquick to the rescue! Another perfect beanified meal. Beans are not something I eat very often as they usually do a number on my stomach, but as long as I stick with one serving (and not the whole freaking can), I’m fine. I should really buy baked beans more often – I think the HEABlet likes them. :)

We did so many chair poses yesterday in yoga class, but I’m not nearly as sore as I thought I would be. My legs seem to be getting much stronger, and my body is feeling like its old yoga self again. I’m having no trouble with the balancing poses like I thought I would, and my shoulders are loving all the cats/cows instead of Chaturangas. I’m still able to pop up into Crow, and I was able to do some of the handstand prep we worked on in class yesterday. Honestly, I am so grateful to have yoga in my life. It’s just such an amazing experience every time I go to class.

Have you ever eaten a traditional British breakfast?