Posts Tagged ‘smoothies’

roasting peppers and taking names

Friday, September 23rd, 2011

I taught my first full lecture alone today.

It was not as good as I’d hoped but perhaps as good as I had any right to expect.

I hope that the hour I last night spent making a dinner that could best be described as slightly-better-than-mediocre wasn’t the dealbreaker, awesome lecture wise.

I was planning on giving you the recipe, because I was really proud of my invention. We had chicken chili rellenos, that were not fried and did not contain any simple carbohydrates.


I don’t know how I didn’t see ‘slightly-better-than-mediocre’ coming.


I roasted some local Anaheim chiles in the oven.

I mixed cooked chicken with some low fat cream cheese and also some low fat Mexican cheese blend. And also some cilantro.

I made guacamole. (I also burned myself with the oven while roasting the peppers.) I stuffed peppers. I made and whisked batter (eggs and milk and almond meal – actually quite promising. Oven pancakes, maybe?)

They looked good.

They tasted fine.

They were not worth the work.

Another possibility for why my lecture wasn’t perfect?

Today’s breakfast smoothie, that you see on the right, was disgusting.

I’m not lying.

Don’t believe me? Ok – the ingredients were cottage cheese, V8, hot sauce, and a cucumber.


When I got home from lecture, I got sucked into the school vortex and only came up to scrounge leftovers.

Buffalo tofu lettuce wraps, anyone?

I entertained myself while I ate by perusing J Crew and W magazines most recent attempts to make me wish I were rich.

And that Crockett was Justin Timberlake.

(What. JT is hot. It’s an undeniable fact. Anyway, Crockett isn’t worried. He knows I wouldn’t leave him for anyone less than Ryan Gosling.)

Tonight I put Crockett in charge of dinner. Holy hell did he come through. Helllllllo steak.

I roasted some local (I include the word ‘local’ so that you know it came in our produce delivery and I was forced to use it - usually I think cauliflower is too expensive for the return) cauliflower and made a cilantro almond pesto to dip it in, as an accompaniment.

Have to go. Must eat steak. Lecture? What lecture?





count down

Wednesday, August 3rd, 2011

Could this be any uglier?

I know.

While Crockett is out of town, I’m working in his office instead of our kitchen table. Even the glorious window doesn’t make this smoothie more attractive, does it?

It was pretty delicious, though. I bought a big flat of peaches over the weekend and peeled, sliced, and froze them. For this smoothie I mixed them with cottage cheese, cinnamon, nutmeg, frozen bananas, and a little vanilla.

Peach pie in an ugly ugly soup.

I love his office, though. The window looks out over the backyard, so when I feel like stopping for a break, I can watch the girls chase squirrels. It’s like exercising by association.

Lunch – even cereal is special when you eat it with a spoon that has your initial on it. (Plus fresh peaches. Cereal is special with fresh peaches AND monogrammed spoons.)

After lunch I had to run to the doctor’s office. My doctor’s office is right next to a big high school, so I thought after my appointment I’d do some track work.

You know what helps with running on a track?

If you put your shoes in your car like you meant to.

Instead of leaving them sitting on the couch.

By the time I’d figured out I didn’t have my shoes and had run to the grocery store and had walked the dogs, I no longer had time to run. I had a very exciting happy hour date.

Hellooooo Chilis Happy Hour.

As illustrated by my lovely date, Chili’s gives you two tiny drinks for the price of one. I actually sweettalked our server into putting mine in one big glass, but I think Yvonne likes the little glasses. You know, so she can pretend to be a giant.

Everyone likes to pretend to be a giant.

not guilty

Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010

There’s something to be said for setting yourself up for a bad day. Now, this only works every so often – I’m not advocating it as a lifestyle, ok? However, every once in awhile, if you think your day is going to suck, it’s ok to embrace it. That way, when it does (at least a little), you saw it coming and you’re good to go.

This is what I chose to fuel myself with. Except? This isn’t mine, it’s Crockett’s. Mine had cottage cheese instead of brown sugar and I made the executive decision to show the pretty one. Because it’s my blog and I can.

Finally, FINALLY, there was snow on the ground. What does that look like, about a quarter of an inch? Record breaking, I’m sure.

Stress makes one hungry, have you ever noticed that? I mean, uh.. has one ever noticed that? I don’t think either of those makes sense. Anyway, when I got to school I was starving and I ate lunch while walking to class. Chobani yogurt topped with homemade granola and just a smidge of honey – the Chobani was mad pricey and I just picked up another, cheaper brand to try when this one is gone. There is something to be said for the Greek style. Is ‘once you go Greek you never go back’ a thing? If not, can we make it one?

And grapes.

I got my dreaded project back. I had my dreaded meeting. I celebrated by going to the gym and running three slloowww miles and doing lotsa weights. I may not lift weights until next Monday, since I’m not really set up for it at home, so I figured it might as well be serious today.

My arms kind of hurt.

After my second class, I went by Whole Foods, because I’d suddenly developed a panic attack that there would be no turkeys left if I waited until tomorrow.

I got one. I’ve had a Diestel for the last three years, and they’re good. I feel like if you’re going to pick one day to really source your food, Thanksgiving should be that day. I have absolutely no evidence or reasoning to back that up, in case you’re wondering.

By the time I’d made it through the grocery store, I was starving. Again.

And you thought we were going to have a day without a smoothie.

I also had some of my sausage and bean soup. Because soup and a smoothie is the perfect combination.

Thanksgiving is only two days away, really. Did you realize that? Before leaving the house tonight, I made Gingered Cranberry Fig Chutney, tea cookie dough, and several pies worth of crust.

This is what your kitchen looks like the week before Thanksgiving, right?



Now I have seven hours of waiting to do. See y’all tomorrow.

worst day ever

Monday, November 22nd, 2010

I’m projecting, in the title, because I have a bad feeling about today. I’m getting a project that I didn’t do very well on back and I’m having a sit down with a professor who I suspect is currently quite disappointed in me. Basically, it’s going to be awesome.

The semester will be over in three weeks, people. THREE WEEKS. We can DO IT!

Yesterday there was frost on the ground. Not snow, frost. What memo do I need to write and who do I need to address it to to get some winter up in here?

We started our lazy sunday with more his and hers smoothies. His is actually the small one – mine is exactly the same but has silken tofu added for a little more morning protein. It worked out well – carried me through almost all the way to our afternoon activities.

The sun came and went all day while I was doing homework.

Cloey knew exactly how to take advantage of it.

Before leaving the house I did have  a little snack. This is the rest of the spaghetti squash I roasted lord knows when – last week? Can that be right? I heated it up in the microwave and dressed it with some olive oil, salt, pepper, dried basil, and romano cheese. Then I grabbed Crockett and we were off. Where, you might be asking?

Why, to a wine and tapas party, of course.

The female half of a couple that are dear friends of mine is Spanish. Every so often she creates a huge Spanish sampler for us Americans, just to show us what we’re missing (I guess).

  • Bacon wrapped dates stuffed with almonds
  • Croquetas (two versions: with manchego and without)
  • Spicy creamy tomato dipping sauce and garlicy aioli
  • Spanish omelettes, with and without chorizo
  • Some steak thing that I missed the description of but that was damn tasty
  • Paella (not pictured)
  • Fig and quince jam (quince jam is my favorite thing in the universe)
  • Poached shrimp
  • A huge empananada that I didn’t eat because it contained green peppers, but I heard it was fabulous
  • Roasted piquillo peppers
  • Octopus in olive oil
  • A meat and cheese platter with manchego, jamon, chorizo, and another cheese (not pictured)

Basically we ate ourselves silly.

See? Silly.

mad world

Tuesday, November 16th, 2010

Should I just rename the blog ‘daily pictures of smoothies’?

It’s been a huge day so far.

First, something very exciting happened by the fence. I don’t know what it was, but it turned Maida into White Lightening.

Then we tried to take advantage of the 50 degree weather by going for a walk, and we almost blew away. We settled for laying in the sunshine instead.

I also cleaned the kitchen and did some handywoman stuff around the house (including taking the mattress and boxspring off my bed and tightening all the springs on my wrought iron frame – that thing is a menace and is going to drop me one of these nights).

I left the girls for a long overdue lunchdate. A girlfriend of mine and I fell out of touch several months ago, and we finally got it together today to go to the Waterloo for Taco Tuesday.

When I got there she’d already ordered chips. Working for a living makes you hungry, it seems – I recommend academia for those who are trying to cut back. A combination of a nervous stomach and no money will do it every time.

Not that either of those two things stopped me from destroying a pulled pork sandwich with housemade pickles and pickled onions, coleslaw, and sweet potato fries.

She took her cheery red jacketed self back to work, and I walked a couple of blocks to see the other folks who wandered into Louisville for lunch…

Crockett and his sister in law. Not pictured: niece and nephew with their own child sized cheese pizzas. (I would have tried harder to take a non-full mouth picture, but …. I guess I didn’t realize exactly how full his mouth was. Cute, ain’t he.)

How’s Tuesday going so far for y’all?