I had a Facebook nightmare last week. Like an actual terrifying dream while sleeping. About Facebook. This makes me feel like a total crazy person.
To understand the horror, you must know that I used to journal every night in high school. I’ve since learned that journaling is not a positive, helpful, or healthy activity, but in high school I was all about writing down all my feelings, and teenagers have a LOT of feelings. Feelings for days. Pages and pages and pages of feelings.
I dreamed that my current 28-year-old self had posted one of my high school journal entries on my Facebook page as a status. Willingly! What?
I cannot remember the details of the entry, and if I did I wouldn’t post them here (…because this is a nightmare, people) but I can assure you that it was filled with over-the-top Joey Potter-inspired prose, and lots of teenage-girl ramblings that no one should ever be subjected to after the age of 18 (or maybe ever?). In my dream I posted the entry, and then immediately regretted it, but I couldn’t delete it from my page, so it just lingered there for all to read.
To try to ease the stress of the situation, I (in my dream) went out to get coffee, only to realize that I had chosen the coffee shop where all of my high school classmates were hanging out. I’m shocked that I wasn’t naked, too, because that is the only thing that could have made that dream any more horrifying.
Analyze that, folks.
Now that I’m a
well-adjusted adult, I prefer to write about food instead of feelings. Well, maybe sometimes I write about my feelings. Right now I feel good! Really good, actually, because I ate some of this quesadilla for lunch…along with some peanut butter cream and a few bites of a black bean burger. Such is the life of a food blogger who needs to take advantage of natural light on weekends. It’s glamorous.
On a related note, you should see my kitchen…yikes.
These quesadillas though. I go through phases with mushrooms, and we’ve been kind of on the outs for the last few months. Ryan has suggested making mushroom dishes several times, and I’ve resisted – the one who does the grocery shopping always wins, you know. When I actually felt a craving for savory roasted mushrooms, I thought I’d make this dish a total Ryan-pleaser by taking the mushrooms he’d been craving, and sandwiching them between lots of onions and lots of cheese.
If you’re not a swiss cheese fan, feel free to switch it up – mozzarella or fontina would be great here. I like how flavorful shiitake mushrooms are, but if you have regular white button mushrooms those will work as well. To make these gluten free, simply sandwich the filling between two small corn tortillas instead one folded flour tortilla.