Split Pea Sweet Potato and Kale Stew

It is not easy being a vegetarian.

While resting my head against the sink at the hairdresser (who knew it was going to be this complicated to go gray??) I fantasized about eating a sandwich.

Yeah.  A sandwich.  With bread.

We have no bread or cheese or “empty carbs” here in Banjo Man Land.   We have plenty of beans and lentils and vegetables and fruit.  That’s all.  When we’re feeling especially crazy and wild (watching “Amazing Race”) we sometimes munch on plain air-popped popcorn.

99% of the time I’m fine with it, despite only losing a half a pound (Banjo Man has lost 10+ pounds and is irritatingly smug).   I like living gluten-free, but I can occasionally walk on the wild side and eat a cracker.

So…Banjo Man wouldn’t be home for dinner tonight.   And I’d virtuously eaten lentils, brown rice and fresh pineapple for lunch.  So after my partially-gray hair dried, I climbed back into my “new” red car and gave into temptation.

I sinned.  Yep, sinned with gusto and extra pepperoni on my 6″ Italian sub on a multi-grain roll.  I call this my “April Sandwich”: