I’m more than halfway through my week of night shifts, and the work’s been steady – not too crazy and not too slow. It’s been juuust right. Sipping bone broth during my 10-hour shift staved off the hunger pangs, so my leftovers stayed in my lunchbox all night.
But when I walked through the front door and smelled the boys’ breakfast of eggs and sausages sizzling on the stove, I was suddenly famished. That Henry is a good daddy…
…AND a great husband ‘cause he made me a plate, no questions asked.
Breakfast for dinner!
Once the boys were out of the house, I set to work concocting a new Asian-inspired marinade with scallions, ginger, coconut aminos, rice vinegar (it’s Whole30-approved!), honey (gasp!), and Red Boat Fish Sauce (duh!).
I poured it over a bunch of chicken thighs…
…and stuck the chicken in the fridge before passing out in bed.
When I woke up several hours later, I grabbed the bag of thighs…
…and popped them into the oven.
While the bird roasted, I cut up two bunches of kale…
…a few carrots, half an onion, and some garlic cloves…
…and tossed them in the pressure cooker to make a quick pot of braised greens.
As I waited for the chicken and kale to finish cooking, I pulsed a head of cauliflower in the food processor…
…and pan-fried some simple cauliflower rice.
In less than an hour after I stepped in the kitchen, dinner was ready.
Here’s my plate:
And here’s me in all my bedheaded glory making dinner:
Obviously, I spend tons more time in the kitchen than I do in the powder room futzing about my appearance. But that’s all gonna change, people. I just ordered a mess of natural beauty products from the highly-acclaimed Primal Life Organics. Tape your jaws shut: The next time you see me, I’m going to be made up like Honey Boo Boo in full-on pageant mode, complete with Go Go Juice in hand.
Or not.
