I rolled into downtown on the #15 bus with a heavy hankerin’ for meat. It was one of those hungers where your stomach isn’t just saying, “Feed me,” it’s more like saying “Bury me!” I was looking for a gut plug.
I got off the bus at 3rd and Washington and turned right, headed over towards the ultimate gut-plug, Brunch Box. (No cute co-blogger this time, though.) After about 10 steps, my head down in a pose of determination, I got distracted by the word “breakfast” on this sign:
At this point, the more reasonable members of my inner committee spoke up and said, “Hey, dumbass, how about you eat something healthy and review a new Portland breakfast place?”
(Yes, my committee speaks to me this way.)
So I stopped, took a breath, swore off meat for a bit longer, and ordered up at Sonny Bowl.
I’ve actually been eating at this cart for a while. My office is right across the street, I’ve been largely off dairy, and just trying to eat better in general. So a vegan food cart is perfect, and their bowls are amazing. Plus, they do GoBox, which I like.
So it was the parfait today, a nice mix of fruit and protein:
A blend of rolled oats, blueberries, banana, dates, almond butter, almond milk, and agave topped with granola, almonds, raisins, apple, coconut milk, and cinnamon. $6
And here’s what it looked like:
The top was its own little ecosystem of fruit and crunch:
This thing was really, really good. And good for me. My stomach sub-committee is still saying “meat,” but now it’s more like a request for sometime later. And I can always get a burrito for lunch. For now, I just feel happy and satisfied and glad I was stopped by my better impulses.