Did you see my pal, Stacy of Paleo Parents, glowing and looking all purty in the latest issue of Women’s World magazine? Go read all about it here.
Amazing! I’m thrilled that other people will be inspired to try Paleo after reading her remarkable story.
I must admit my eats seem downright boring in comparison but the chow must go on…
While I was worked my graveyard shift at the hospital, I gobbled up leftover pressure cooker ox tail stew and veggies.
It was busy, busy, busy yet again. I’m not a superstitious, new age-y type of gal but every hospital worker knows that a full moon brings out all the zombies and spooks.
In the morning, I shuttled the boys to school before collapsing in a heap at our dusty house.
When I woke up in the evening, I crawled out of bed to make dinner. I plunked a couple of pre-cooked rib eyes and duck confit in the SousVide Supreme, seasoned and roasted a tray of king trumpet mushrooms…
…and stir-fried zoodles that I’d whipped up with my favorite julienne peeler.
By the time the mushrooms were finished roasting…
…I’d seared off the steaks…
…and fried baby kale in the flavorful pan frond.
Then, I completed extra credit by frying the duck confit legs…
…and the leftover zucchini odds and ends for packed lunches.
Once everything was squared away — but not before the kids were wailing for supper — I sliced up the steak and told everyone to plate their own dinners.
Mommy’s tired, ya hear?
Here’s my dinner plate:
By the way, thanks for all the awesome tips on where to get my grub on in Seattle. It gives me something to look forward to while I finish my last two night shifts. Please keep ‘em coming!