Something I truly love is a good chicken parmesan – fried golden brown cutlets, drowning in marinara sauce, and oozing with mozzarella cheese.
This was something I needed to eat. I didn’t have any chicken cutlets, only chicken breasts – and I did not feel like pounding them out. I had an abundance of fresh basil and fresh tomatoes from my yard that I wanted to use, and I also have a ton of homemade sauce that my husband froze in batches a few weeks ago. Mozzarella cheese? Check. I also noticed that I had some bonus pepperoni in my cold cut drawer. This was gonna be good.
In my efforts to lighten up my food, I decided to revamp the chicken parm we all know and love. I went the low-carb route, and didn’t use breadcrumbs or fry the chicken… and it was still delicious.
Cilantro has been growing like a weed lately out in the backyard. Since I don’t use it too often in my cooking, I tried giving some of it away. A friend of mine agreed to take some, but then forgot to grab it on her way out the door. Now I have handfuls of cilantro that I need to use.
The humidity has been so overwhelming. I still don’t want to have to turn on the oven, or stand over a hot stove. So this cilantro needed to find its way into a salad.
Three of my good friends came over last night, and we decided to cook dinner together.
Like me, Andrew has certain dietary restrictions. He too is lactose intolerant. He is also on a health kick, and has lost a significant amount of weight in the last few months by going low-carb, low-sugar, and working out.
We wanted Italian food, but didn’t want the guilt of eating pasta. We went over to the grocery store, loaded up on zucchini and some other items, and headed back. With the help of a spiral cutter, we were going to have zoodles.
This summer has been unbearably hot and humid as of late. I like the heat, but when coupled with this extreme humidity it has been almost crippling. I also only have air conditioning in two rooms of my house, leaving the other rooms sweltering when I walk through the door. The humidity practically smacks you in the face. I don’t know about you, but the last thing I want to do on such a hot and humid day is keep my oven on.
Enter: the slow cooker.
I am completely obsessed with my crockpot. I received it as a gift for my bridal shower two years ago, and I have probably used it (at least) once a week since then. It is perfect for busy work days, when I just toss some ingredients in and let it work its magic. Boom, a home cooked meal that is ready to be devoured once I get home. Another big perk to using the crockpot is that it doesn’t heat up the house. And that is something I definitely did not want to do.