Luckily, my night shift at the hospital was’t super crazy tonight. It can’t be non-stop every night or I’d quit for sure!
When I returned home, the Kalua Pig was simmering in the slow cooker…
…so I assembled the world’s best braised cabbage and stuck it in the oven.
…and gave my mom instructions on when to remove the cabbage from the oven.
When I woke up in the evening, dinner was basically finished. Yeehaw!
I washed some lettuce, smashed a fresh batch of guacamole…
…shredded the Kalua pig…
…and nuked the braised cabbage.
Here’s my dinner plate:
After dinner, I went to the garage to grab some meat from the chest freezer…only to find most of the meat already defrosted. WTF?!?! Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
I pitched a mini meltdown – complete with tears, hyperventilation, and panic Twitter DMs to my carnivore buddy – before I realized that I’d just overstuffed my freezer and the meat at the tippy-top of the freezer didn’t freeze. I flung a bunch of meat into our main freezer and crossed my arms, legs, fingers, and toes that nothing spoiled. Fitbomb reminded me repeatedly that we’ve eaten at many ethnic restaurants with worse food handling than Chez Nom Nom Paleo and we’ve survived.
It was difficult mustering up my enthusiasm to head to work but duty calls. Only two more nights of work!1