Work resumed tonight and I didn’t perform a Snoopy happy dance. Oh well. Time to bring home the bacon, or in my case, the ½ hog.
For breakfast, I made a frittata with leftover emergency protein, nuked frozen broccoli, Sunny Paris seasoning, and a dollop of full-fat Greek yogurt. I ate half of it with some sliced avocado and Primavera salsa.
I made a big pot of garbage soup with the homemade stock I made a few days ago and threw in some leeks, green garlic, carrots, parsley root, zucchini, canned tomatoes, and chard.
For lunch, I ladled myself a bowl…
…and ate it along with an Applegate Farms organic chicken apple sausage, sauerkraut, and my sister’s homemade mustard.
After lunch I plopped a chicken in the slow cooker…
…and then I picked up my monthly meat CSA box…
…and the extra four dozen eggs I ordered.
I foresee some frittatas in my future…
After a two hour nap, I woke up and took Big-O to his T-ball game. I came home and took the roast chicken out of the slow cooker…
…pureed the sauce…
…broiled some asparagus drizzled with balsamic vinegar…
…prepared a large bowl of winter squash puree…
…and sautéed some mushrooms in butter with Fox Point seasoning.
No special meals for the boys tonight!
Yes, eagle eyes, that is a zombie sippy cup at the table.
Here’s my dinner plate:
After tucking the kids in bed, I packed all my crap for work and set off for the hospital. Yippee! Can you sense the forced enthusiasm? Very perceptive, you are.
