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Solo Meals

I'm trying to eat vegan or at least meatless three days a week now, which means I can pretty much eat whatever I like versus having to make meals to suit my guy's tastes (he doesn't suffer; I cook a separate meal for him.) I like these days so much I may increase them to four or five in the future. Anyway, here is everything I ate on a typical meals-for-me-only day:

Breakfast: 16 ozs. of sugarfree cranberry juice, a banana and a toasted everything bagel thin (about 1/3 the size of a regular bagel) with vegan cream cheese substitute. I usually just have juice and fruit, but I needed to use up these bagels before they go stale.

Lunch: Orange sugarfree sparkling water, four vegetable egg rolls and a cup of organic microwave white rice.

Dinner: Cherry sugarfree sparkling water, a bowl of my homemade veggie bean soup, a small romaine salad, and another toasted everything bagel thin with plant-based butter spread (normally I would bake some rolls to go with the soup.)

It's not very exciting, I admit, but it's fairly healthy and light. I'm going to make and freeze some more veggie bean soup once I clear some space in the freezer, as it's nice to have for my solo meal days.

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