Yikes. Tomorrow’s my big ACLS test at work, but I still haven’t finished studying. This reminds me of my college days: Prolonged periods of laziness, interrupted by frantic intervals of late-night cramming. Fun times.
Two decades later, I’m slightly more mature, but I’m still a big fan of putting things off. So in the name of procrastination, here’s a rundown of what I put in my mouth today.
With the kids off at day camp, I had the house all to myself, and could’ve spent my time being productive and actually studying. But naturally, I didn’t.
Then, I met a couple of my cousins for an early lunch at Palo Alto’s Anatolian Kitchen, where I enjoyed the Doner Kebab Plate (rotisserie-cooked ground lamb and beef) sans rice.
When I got home, I finally cracked open my textbook, but before long, it was time to pick up the kids. And accompany Big-O to a doctor’s appointment. Aaand shuttle Lil-O to his swim lesson. Aaaaaand shop for groceries at Whole Paycheck. And then come home and cook dinner for the gang.
The kids demanded a reprise of last Wednesday’s supper: the Bacon-Wrapped Smoky Chicken Thighs from Diane Sanfilippo’s upcoming book, Practical Paleo. I love this dish, so I was more than happy to oblige. Plus, I could just stick it in the oven to cook while I scrubbed the grime from my smelly boys.
To accompany the porky poultry, I stir-fried some fresh spinach with garlic and a dash of flavor-enhancing Red Boat Fish Sauce.
I added a few slices of ripe, juicy heirloom tomatoes, and dinner was served.
Three hours later, my hair still smells like bacon, and it’s distracting me from my studies. I kind of want to eat my hair.0