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Paleo Eats: 1/6/12 (Whole30 Day 6)

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Last night I dreamt that I downed a tall, frosty glass of sweet and creamy chocolate milk. Needless to say, I woke up screaming. 

For breakfast, I fueled up with a black espresso, a couple of scrambled eggs, and sliced avocado before heading to the womens’ class at CrossFit Palo Alto.

I was wiped out after the chipper and nourished myself with some carbs and protein: a nuked yam, hard boiled egg, and leftover burger bites.

I had some free time in the afternoon, so I cooked some greens and protein to restock the fridge. I consulted with my well-loved copy of Well Fed on the kitchen counter and baked a batch of Melicious’s Asian-style Scotch eggs.

In addition, my chef sis recently emailed me a recipe for pressure cooker braised spicy kale that looked too simple and tasty to pass up. 

After just 8 minutes of high pressure cooking, I had a big mound of tender carrots and greens (and stems, too!).

At lunchtime, I ate a Scotch egg…

…slurped down the spicy pot liquor from the braised kale…

…and a bowl of leftover Welsh beef stew.

In the afternoon, I snacked on a handful of coconut flakes, a Clementine tangerine, and some leftover roasted vegetables from the fridge.

Dinner prep was easy. I used the pressure cooker again — because I love it — to whip up a cauliflower and leek puree in just 6 minutes under high pressure.

My old and unsexy pressure cooker is looking reeeal fine these days. Baby, baby fallin’ in love, I’m fallin’ in love again…

I removed the sous vide short ribs from the water oven (48 hours at 140°F) and blasted them with my kitchen torch.

The marbled meat was melt-in-your mouth tender, yet still pink.

Yowza.

I plated everything up, along with last night’s stir-fried bok choy and mushrooms, for a super-satiating winter meal.

I’m one-fifth of the way through the Whole30 and I feel great. Anyone worried about getting derailed this weekend?

Paleo Eats: 7/23/11

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Yay! It’s Saturday! Why am I so excited? ‘Cause I had a day off from cooking today!

This morning I ate a leftover chicken drumstick and a small cup of coconut milk — pre-workout protein and fat.

I decided to venture out of the comfortable and nurturing confines of the CrossFit Palo Alto women’s class and attend my first co-ed class. It wasn’t as scary as I thought. Especially since Coach Trish was leading the class and there were a bunch of nice folks in the class, including visitors Caveman Bistro and his lovely wife. If you haven’t already, check out Craig’s blog and facebook page. He’s an experienced professional CHEF (unlike yours truly) so his cave eats are delicious AND elegant.

After the workout, I refueled with leftover sous vide pork tenderloin and half a microwaved sweet potato.

Then, we dropped the kids off at my parents and headed to San Francisco for a whole day of adults-only eats.

First up, was Baby P’s full moon party at Cafe Des Amis.

At one month postpartum, our lovely friends, H & D, were beaming, smiling, and glowing.  They looked the complete opposite of Fitbomb and me — we were walking zombies up until our boys were a year old. Did I mention that they also have twin two-year-old boys? Sheeeeeeit. I bow down to them…

Our lovely lunch started with a mixed greens, plum, and goat cheese salad tossed with a Banyuls vinaigrette:

Then, I had a big plate of grilled steak (minus the frites) for my entree…

…and in place of cake, I chowed on a generous bowl of fresh berries. Delicious.

Plus, we brought home yummy organic hard-boiled red eggs as party favors!

Since we had a few hours to kill in the afternoon before dinner, Fitbomb and I went to the movies to see Captain America. It’s a fun summer flick and I especially like the part (SPOILER ALERT!) where the evil pudgy Nazi scientist is revealed as a vegetarian.

After the movie, we went to Prospect with our buddies S & J to celebrate S’s 40th birthday. S and I always marvel at how similar we are in taste, humor, and personality (except he’s much more personable than me). In other words, he’s AWESOME. ;)

Seriously — people have a hard time telling the two of us apart. See what I mean?

Uncanny.