Passing Whole Foods around one in the afternoon (Whole Foods, 687 South Coast Highway 101, Encinitas, 760-274-1580).
See a bunch of people in a courtyard, eating out of boxes, looking healthy.
Hey, who doesn't want to be healthy?
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So I stop in the store...
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...and head for the "meals" section.
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Paula, who also looks like she does the marathon every Sunday, recommends the soy deal. Six bucks for a rack of roasted soy bars and two sides.
"How about the brussels sprouts and the butternut squash?" she says. I look at her. She sees my face.
"No!" she says. "Take a look first."
So I do. And have to say, the sprouts and other stuff I see in the display...
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Choice is crazy-big
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Even the eggplant looks good
...look nothing like my grandma's. They're sautéed, all brown and green and nutty. And the squash looks all kinda sugary, reddy brown.
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Paula and my six-buck lunch
Six bucks later, and I'm in the piazza with all the other well-to-do folks who can afford Whole Foods.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36261/
The secret? The lunches can be cheap. I fill up totally with the soy and the sides.
Secret to successful soy? Go for the more cooked ones. The lightly burned thing takes away from the slightly gunky blandness of soy.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36300/
My soy bars
I pass Paula on the way out. You can see her face. It's saying:
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?"
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36262/
Passing Whole Foods around one in the afternoon (Whole Foods, 687 South Coast Highway 101, Encinitas, 760-274-1580).
See a bunch of people in a courtyard, eating out of boxes, looking healthy.
Hey, who doesn't want to be healthy?
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36259/
So I stop in the store...
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36299/
...and head for the "meals" section.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36260/
Paula, who also looks like she does the marathon every Sunday, recommends the soy deal. Six bucks for a rack of roasted soy bars and two sides.
"How about the brussels sprouts and the butternut squash?" she says. I look at her. She sees my face.
"No!" she says. "Take a look first."
So I do. And have to say, the sprouts and other stuff I see in the display...
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36296/
Choice is crazy-big
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36297/
Even the eggplant looks good
...look nothing like my grandma's. They're sautéed, all brown and green and nutty. And the squash looks all kinda sugary, reddy brown.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36298/
Paula and my six-buck lunch
Six bucks later, and I'm in the piazza with all the other well-to-do folks who can afford Whole Foods.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36261/
The secret? The lunches can be cheap. I fill up totally with the soy and the sides.
Secret to successful soy? Go for the more cooked ones. The lightly burned thing takes away from the slightly gunky blandness of soy.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/01/36300/
My soy bars
I pass Paula on the way out. You can see her face. It's saying:
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?"
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/nov/30/36262/