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My Week in Food Photos

So I am obsessed with food. No surprise there.

It nourishes the body. It comforts you when you feel low. It gives you the fuel you need to get through a long run or a tough workout.

Food. Is. Awesome.

As such, I figured I would show you a little of what I have been eating this week, the second week of the Paleo challenge, with a few recipes sprinkled in.

Please remember, I am not a photographer. But I hope these photos make your mouth water anyway.

I started my week with these beauties: Dairy Free Almond Flour Pancakes (with blueberries)

Photo Credit to The Urban Poser

These pancakes freeze and reheat later in the week marvelously, so prepare generous portions!

Sunday evening's dinner left me with leftovers to reheat for lunch. Hubby prepared the stuffed peppers from the book Paleo Comfort Foods.

Photo Credit to Paleo Comfort Foods


I also sampled a crust-less quiche from the same book.

Feel free to get creative with the vegetables you include.


Cut into 12 servings and serve or freeze.

It, too, freezes and reheats nicely throughout the week. Pair it with a few strips of Sunday Bacon or some sliced ham.

While I was preparing the quiche, I had some scallops sizzling in a pan and I steamed some green beans, topped with Paprika, garlic powder and a touch of sea salt.


Those of you who know me well, know that scallops are a staple in my diet. It just so happens that Giant has the best wild caught sea scallops to sustain my Paleo lifestyle.

And finally, the grand finale...

Gulf Shrimp grilled in Coconut Oil.

Served over a bed of greens and tomatoes.

Topped with avocado and squeezed lime juice.

I am considering changing my blog name to "An Ode to the Avocado." I visited a friend in San Diego a few years ago and caused a scene over the fact that every restaurant we went to ruined my favorite dishes by adding Avocado to them.

Seriously, if you wanted a BLT, you had to request a BLTA without the A.

Obviously, my taste buds have become much more sophisticated evolved since then.

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