I’m yawning as I type this post, so I’m gonna be brief, yo!
It’d been almost a month since I last set foot in the gym, and I’d missed sweating with my buds and throwing a heavy barbell around. Okay, my bar wasn’t super heavy, but it was heavy enough. I already feel sore all over.
When I returned home, I reheated a few Asian umami mini meatballs and scarfed them down with half a nuked yam.
For lunch, I fried a simple omelet stuffed with leftover seasoned ground lamb and greens.
Afterwards I checked the mail and squealed when I saw I’d received an advance copy of Dallas and Melissa Hartwig’s It Starts With Food.
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At dinnertime, we had a casual adults-only dinner at Asian Box.
I know I’ve been frequenting this spot a lot lately (and Steak Out, too), but that’s one way I’m similar to my dad. Once we find a restaurant we like, we’ll visit obsessively – that is, until the day we get a bad meal. Then, we never, ever go back again. Thankfully, that hasn’t happened with Asian Box!
Tonight, I ordered the 6-spice chicken over Asian vegetable salad (no dressing), steamed vegetables, fresh herbs, jalapeno, bean sprouts, lime, caramel egg, pickled vegetables, and fish sauce.
We also tried the Jungle Jerky which (due to the tamari and sugar) ain’t Paleo, but was gluten-free and dang tasty.
Okay, peeps – I need to go sleep off the soreness from all the barbell work. Time for bed!