After a long weekend of booze, dancing, and junky eats all I wanted Sunday night when I got home was to go for a run and eat vegetables.
But then I remembered I don't run (not yet anyway), and that I had a fancy dance banquet to attend at the Old Spaghetti Factory. Mmmm... meatballs. At least I had a salad.
After going to bed with a food baby Sunday night, I woke up after about 12 hours of sleep Monday morning... er... afternoon, and went for a walk with Paw Paw, and ate vegetables. All. Day. Long. It was glorious.
Today is a different story. All I wanted was comfort food. And to finish the 3 lb tub of baby spinach in my fridge that is on it's last leg.
My morning started out with a Berry Green Monster (grapefruit juice, frozen blueberries, raspberries, blackberries, banana, cherry chobani, spinach, and milk), and cheesy scrambled eggs and toast.
I was just going to have eggs and toast, but the spinach was taunting me. And made my wallet hurt (I hate throwing away food).
After a 30 minute walk with the pup (and boy was he pooped after, he doesn't quite have his energy back after surgery),
some cleaning around the house, and a trip to the corner store to fax something, it was lunch time.
A tuna melt with sharp cheddar, mayo, pickled relish, salt, and pepper, on a sandwich thin. Ketchup for dippage. Sauteed mushrooms and spinach, 1/2 a red bell pepper, and the leftover tuna salad that didn't fit in my sandwich. With a caramel iced coffee. 'Twas yummy. That's Pherroshus (Paw Paw/pup/stupidhead) peeping on my lunch.
After a second trip to the corner store to attempt to fax something, I did some blog work, some job hunting, made some phone calls, and read some blogs and then made dinner.
Oven fried chicken tenders. I loosely followed Jessica's recipe over on How Sweet It Is, unknowingly. I was gonna go the traditional route and pan fry these in a cast iron, so they've been soaking in buttermilk for 24 hours. But I decided I didn't want to deal with the grease, and the mess, and the greaseball feeling afterward, so I decided to dredge them in seasoned whole wheat flour, and panko, put them in a rack and bake them. I knew Jessica had a version so I popped over there to see what temp she cooked her's at, and low and behold it was pretty much the same recipe. My additions:
In the buttermilk;
salt, pepper, garlic powder, paprika
In the flour mixture:
Whole wheat flour, Panko, salt, pepper, garlic powder, paprika, chili powder, and cayenne (go light on the seasonings here, because a lot of flavor will have soaked into the chicken already-if you marinated for 8+ hours)
I used chicken breasts and thighs, so I cooked them a little longer more like 15 minutes on the first side, flip, spray again, and 12 minutes on the second side.
Look how CRUNCHY! Yum!
To go alongside MORE SPINACH! But mostly mac 'n' cheese. I was going to go ahead and finish off the spinach, but I decided I wanted some for a smoothie in the morning
- I just cooked the pasta to just shy of aldente.
- Made a roux of equal parts butter and flour, and poured in skim milk, and brought to a bubble, whisking out all the lumps
- Reduced milk to a simmer and added in sharp cheddar, monterey jack, mozzarella, and parmesan. It was a mish mash of the cheese nubs leftover in my freezer.
- Seasoned with salt, lots 'o black pepper, and freshly grated nutmeg
- I then sauteed some spinach in a little bit of non stick spray, and folded it into the cheese sauce with the pasta
This is my quick weeknight mac and cheese, and is more of a method than a recipe. Tonight's version was a little grainy because I used frozen cheese, and a random mix of cheeses too.
My after I finish eating, the rest of my evening will consist of snuggling with Paw Paw, and catching up on my DVR. Grey's, Private Practice, Castle and then Glee, Raising Hope, and whatever else is on. Which by the way... what is the deal with the spring hiatus?! Seriously networks? What am I supposed to do for 8 weeks? Catch up on blog work? Read? Wash my hair? Clean out my car? Spring Clean? I don't Spring clean! Or Summer clean, or Fall clean, or Winter clean! And I sure as heck am not about to start now!