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Vacation Lunch
Like many Americans, the new year has brought me back to work. The holidays were joyous and restful, but they’re over now. After almost two full weeks of leisure days and succulent lunches, I’m behind a desk again. I’m sitting here reminiscing about those days I spent lounging in my robe, sipping hot chocolate with the TV parked on the FoodNetwork. But what I’m thinking of most is the food I ate. Without work to interupt my day, I have time to make extravagent breakfasts and lunches like this Parmesan Crusted Tilapia over a bed of creamy Spinach. I think tilapia is like the chicken of the sea. It’s fish, but it takes on any flavor you annoint it with.…
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Duck, Duck Oooo
Isn’t it amazing that chickens aren’t extinct or endangered? I mean we eat a lot of chicken. A LOT. The chicken farmers are doing a great job. Think about it. Needless to say (although I know I’ve said it before) I just get tired of chicken. And I’m pretty creative with the preparations but still, it’s chicken. Lately, I’ve been on a self-imposed Chickenless Challenge. In the farmer’s market I don’t even look at the chicken, I’m exploring other meats. This Spicy Duck Breast is just one result of my explorations. I had Red Curry Duck one day at cooking school. I still think about that succulent duck. It made…
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Pesto Party!
My morale was low for the bulk of last week. I was suffering from Thanksgiving Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. This is a self-diagnosed condition, of course. But, it’s real nonetheless. To snap myself out of the doldrums I went to my happy place. For me, that’s the local farmers market. I had no intentions, no list, and no motivation. But I knew something good would happen. Wandering around touching the bounty of fresh fruits and vegetables always inspires me and lifts my spirits. I was lackadaisically sniffing herbs when the basil awakened my senses. I began to dream of pesto. Next, I tossed the fragrant leaves into my cart…
