When my alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m. I have a hard time remembering what my name is, let alone figuring out how to prepare a moderately healthy breakfast. Oatmeal does the trick, sort of, but after several days in a row of oatmeal I get the urge to mix things up.
Tonight I made this recipe, only I used turkey instead of ham (due to personal preference) and vegan “mozzarella” (because no matter how much I love dairy, it will never love me back). FunkyPlaid and I tried a bit of the final product, and it is quite tasty. It’ll keep in the fridge all week, so now all I have to do is cut a slice, reheat it in the microwave, and nom.
I attempted two other new-to-me recipes for dinner tonight as well, but they didn’t turn out quite as good. Ah, well. We’ll always have breakfast …
Writing from: my study. Listening to: so, so many fireworks. I won’t be falling asleep anytime soon.
Howdy, strangers! I forgot (again) how quickly these pile up when I run out of energy before I can post them each day. I will have to figure out another schedule. But here are some glimpses of the past week or so, plus a throwback photo my mom sent because last Wednesday I fell asleep before remembering to take a picture.
Day 176 of Project 365: Revamping the to-do list.
Day 177 of Project 365: To read.
Day 178 of Project 365: At the nursery.
Day 179 of Project 365: Tofu curry.
Day 180 of Project 365: Free ride.
Day 181 of Project 365: Back in time.
Day 182 of Project 365: Ripped.
Day 183 of Project 365: Works best.
Pretty much every workday starts out great and ends up with me being the tiredest person to ever tire. Weekends are spent catching up, and by “catching up” I mean “sitting quietly and not talking for hours at a time.” Ah, introversion.
Getting into better physical shape will help with the exhaustion, at least, so I will have to start psyching myself up to work out in the evenings because I don’t see myself waking up at 5am to do it. I mean, I can see myself waking up at 5am. Then I can see myself gleefully flinging the alarm clock across the room and sleeping another 12 hours.
Now I’m off to read “Broken Monsters” by Lauren Beukes which is super-creepy and not at all appropriate bedtime reading. Walking on the wild side over here. Try and keep up.
Writing from: my messy study. Listening to: “Slip” by Elliot Moss.
Despite this being the least appealing food photograph I’ve ever taken, I was highly impressed by the meal I made from the SunBasket gift we received from my mom. This was a recipe for salmon with mango salsa, and it was easy to prepare and cook, a boon for this exhausted librarian at the end of a long day. I’ve got two more gluten-free meals waiting to be prepared this week, too!
Writing from: my study. Listening to: BBC News. I did not see that coming.
It has been a great first week of my new job. And now I shall sleep for many hours in a row.
But first I’ll enjoy a bit of a thoughtful gift from a new coworker.
Writing from: my study. Listening to: my filled-to-capacity brainmeats churning.
Tonight I made salmon with an almond-meal crust topped with caramelized onions. (O, aroma of caramelizing onions, I missed you!) I roasted some Brussels sprouts on the side, and FunkyPlaid and I enjoyed our meal with a glass of white wine on the front porch.
Not bad. Not bad at all.
I am slowly getting used to cooking in our new kitchen. The overly-sensitive smoke alarm didn’t go off this time, and this recipe turned out the best I’ve ever made it.
If I may be so bold as to share a cooking tip with you: invest in a seasoning called Gateway to the North. My mom introduced me to this years ago and it is my go-to for roasted vegetables. And popcorn. And tuna salad. And pretty much anything.
Writing from: my still-chaotic study. Listening to: “Lost” by Liza Anne.