Yay! I’m more than halfway through my workweek!

At the beginning of my nightshift, I noshed on a grass fed PaleoKit and a small container of coconut butter.  

Six hours later, I ate my last meal at work:leftover porktastic meatloaf with sweet potato fries and green beans.

And, no, my squashed leftovers that were manhandled during transit didn’t look as appetizing as this plate but they still tasted good.

When I got home, I seasoned four pounds of short ribs from U.S. Wellness Meats with Spicehound’s Thai Coffee Rub (this spice blend’s not 100% Paleo-friendly, but I’m okay with using it occasionally) and vacuum-sealed them.

 Then, I filled and preheated the SousVide Supreme to 140 F and dunked the ribs in for a couple days. Yes, you read that right – they need to soak for a minimum of 48 hours.

After I tidied up the mess I made in the kitchen, I hugged my boys, and went to bed. I continued reading the first hundred pages of Primal Body, Primal Mind before falling asleep.

While I napped the day away, Fitbomb and the kids hung out with Dr. HA and her crew.

Yes, I’ll admit that it sucks to work every other weekend.

When I woke up in the evening, the boys and I drove to The Patty Shack to meet my parents for dinner.

This time we ordered the same items that we tried on our first visit:

Roasted Brussels Sprouts…

…sauteed asparagus…

…and I got a bun-less midnight burger sans cheese with extra patty and avocado.

This burger was so hefty…

… I actually packed up the extra patty and leftover veggies for a work meal that I’ll chow on later this week.

Next time, I probably won’t order the sprouts or bacon (gasp!) because both are pretty sweet. All in all, I really enjoyed our tasty al fresco meal.

Afterwards, we came home and got the Double O’s ready for bed. Before jetting off to work, I practiced some pistols, double-unders, wall balls, and did workout #17 from my Everyday Paleo book. Only three more nights of work!

About Michelle Tam

Hello! My name is Michelle Tam, and I love to eat. I think about food all the time. It borders on obsession. I’ve always loved the sights and smells of the kitchen. My mother was (and is) an excellent cook, and as a kid, I was her little shadow as she prepared supper each night. From her, I gained a deep, abiding love for magically transforming pantry items into mouth-watering family meals.

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