It’s Friday night (or waaaaay early on Saturday morning) and I had nothing going on except for work, work, work. How come everyone else is drinking and driving and/or falling off horses? If everyone else stayed home and caught up on sleep, I’d have a nice, quiet shift at the hospital. Some people are so damn self-centered.

Er…I guess that includes me.

My first meal at work was close to the end of my shift: leftover emergency protein and veggies.

When I got off work, the family and I went to the Downtown Palo Alto Farmers’ Market to stock up on stone fruit, veggies…

…and spices.

I spent some time grilling Tammy, the friendly and spice-obsessed owner of Spice Hound, about her latest and greatest blends and exotic salts.

Stay tuned…there may be a spicy giveaway in the near future!

After our trip to the market, I bid the boys adieu before heading to bed.

Apparently, I missed out on a fun trip to San Francisco filled with spooks…

…train rides…

…and sleeping demons.

They even brought me a present!

As an additional treat, Fitbomb fed the boys dinner and let me sleep in until close to 7:00 p.m.

For dinner, I made a quick frittata

…filled with chard…

…sliced Walla Walla  onions…

…and leftover emergency protein.

I sprinkled on some Aleppo peppers…

…before finishing the egg pie under the broiler.

Here my dinner plate:

I had intended to sous vide the black cod fillets from Siren SeaSA for dinner but I didn’t have enough time. Don’t fret! I stored them in a bowl of ice in the fridge for tomorrow’s dinner.

Then, I packed my stuff for work and went to the garage to practice for Fight Gone Bad 6. Yes, that means I spent some time in the garage getting bonked in the head with a heavy medicine ball. Over and over and over again. Ouch.

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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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