I’ve heard of coating fish, chicken, or other meat in bread crumbs or cheese…but covering it in potato sounded really strange to me. Continue reading
If you want to suck all the flavor you can out of chicken and eat an extremely dry, almost tough in texture piece of meat I suggest you poach it. I wanted to make chicken enchiladas this week and the recipe said to boil the chicken in a pot of water and then shred it for the enchiladas. I had never poached chicken before, and I knew it probably wouldn’t taste as good as roasting or pan frying would, but I did not know that it would be quite so bad. Continue reading
Over the years, my taste buds seem to have changed. No doubt, they will continue to change as well. When I was a kid I loved Macaroni and Cheese, until one day, when I was probably around 5 or 6, I saw my mom making it and for some reason it grossed me out. I hated mac and cheese for years after that. Now I happen to love it again, although it would probably be better if I didn’t (mac and cheese is loaded with calories).
I used to love hot dogs, then I hated them, now I’m somewhere in between. I hated broccoli as a kid. Literally the smell of it would make me gag, but now I love it – it’s one of my favorite vegetables. I roast it in the oven at least once a week. I got sick after eating cream of mushroom soup once and I’ve never felt the same way about it again. Continue reading
1. Thailand. I don’t know if this counts as a trip or not. Technically, it was my home for 12 years, but every visit I make back to the place I grew up influences me in a different way. I am in love with and inspired by this country. It is never the same and always the same. If you’ve read my Banana Tree City post, it’s a land of paradoxes which is why I have to include it in my top 5 most influential trips. The culture, the people, the sites, and the food have helped to shape who I am today.
If I think about all the things I have to do that I’ve been avoiding, and if I start thinking about the work weeks ahead of me, and the cold winter that is drawing closer by the day, it is fairly easy to become depressed. It’s not that I hate my job, but I don’t love it either. I don’t wake up everyday dying to get to work. I hit the snooze about 20 times, roll out of bed at the last possible minute, and grumpily stumble out the door. Then I sit at a desk for 8 hours a day. Some days are good, some days are bad. Sound familiar? I have a feeling most people experience a similar scenario every day. Continue reading