Shrimp Saganaki + Weekly Menu

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When we were home for Thanksgiving, my father-in-law made it clear that he was anxious for Christmas…and buckeyes.

While I can’t say I loved our years spent as Ohio residents, I grew very fond of the beloved peanut butter balls. The buckeye state has one thing going on, that’s for sure. Problem is, buckeyes are very time-consuming to make. Between Mr. Prevention and my father-in-law a double or triple batch is required. I started putting the bug in Mr. P’s ear that I wanted some help this year and yesterday, I got that help.

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It took an entire afternoon, after a trip to GFS for supplies. This extreme of buckeye making requires masses of peanut butter, powdered sugar, butter, and chocolate. We made nearly 200 buckeyes and by the end…neither of us were interested in sampling the treats. I snapped a photo and sent it to my father-in-law. :)

To get his help yesterday we bargained….compromised, if you will. He helped with buckeye making and I agreed to fondue for dinner.

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I was a bit surprised that he was so adamant on fondue since this recipe, which we enjoyed last week, was filled with cheesy goodness. Despite there being no photo in Bon Appetit for the recipe, the title caught my eye immediately. I wasn’t scared off by the ingredient list and the preparation was easy breezy.

I made a few substitutions and served this up. We both loved it and it is lighter than fondue…and traditional saganaki. The tomatoes and wine add so much flavor. This one-pot meal is a bit of a splurge that you will definitely want to make again…and again…and again.

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Weekly Menu: December 9th – 13th

 Studying & hockey today. The weekends go so fast!! :(

Be well,

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Spicy Pineapple Chicken

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When life gets crazy, sometimes you just have to step back and breathe. And a great, simple dinner always cancels out a hectic, Manic Monday.

From the time I walked in the door yesterday at work, it was NON-STOP gogogogogo. I unlocked my office door to be greeted by 4 voicemails. I didn’t know anyone knew my extension other than my boss…who knew? Two voicemails were from the same person (who was long-winded to say the least), one was a consult for a patient in the hospital, and the other was someone in finance with a question about some bills I had submitted. The to-do list began.

I was hungry and running low on coffee. The phone wouldn’t stop ringing and my 9am patient was there before I knew it. My 9am appointment lasted an hour and before I returned to the kitchen, I responded to the consult in the hospital. An elemental tube feeding…kind of unique.

When I got back to the kitchen, I was informed that the cheesy cauliflower soup “didn’t taste right”. After a very small, but terrible taste, it could be determined that the soup had been scorched and tasted like a mouthful of campfire…in all of the wrong ways.

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I quickly calculated the nutrition information for the cafeteria’s lunch menu before making a grocery list and heading out to the local grocery store and unfortunately, Walmart, too. I was purchasing ingredients for Biscoff Cookie Truffles (they are more evil than they sound!) that the doctors enjoyed at their bi-monthly meeting last night, as well as the ingredients to make Goat Cheese, Spinach, and Tomato Quiches, along with baked cranberry oatmeal recipe (that will be in my cookbook!) for the diabetic cooking class I’ll be teaching on Wednesday morning in recognition of World Diabetes Day!

Why did I wear heels? Why did I not wear a jacket? Fail. x2.

I spent my lunch sitting in my office chair…in the middle of the kitchen, rolling said Biscoff Cookie Truffles. After baking all day Sunday, my plantar faciitis is rearing its ugly head and my pups were barking…LOUDLY. We finished up the truffles (can we say “spoiled medical staff”?) and my 3pm appointment had arrived. A follow-up gestational diabetic due in 3 weeks! She brought her 2 year old son who was super cute and really ticklish.

I got back to the kitchen in time enough to balance the drawer, answer emails, and read through the recipes for last night’s second parent-child cooking class. The cooking class was another success (3 weeks to go of the 5 week program!) and the calls continue to flow in with more and more people in the community learning about this great program. Awe-some.

I headed off to hockey for my 8:15pm game and made it home around 10:30pm. Dinner was a sandwich…nothing awesome like this meal.

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Days like yesterday make me appreciate days like today all the more. And though I wanted to spontaneously comburst into tears over being stressed and overwhelmed, I am thankful every day for a job I love, that keeps me busy, and that I feel was made for me. Where else would I be able to make sinfully delicious truffles AND meet with diabetics out-patient while still seeing in-patient consults for nutrition support? Probably next to no where…

But sometimes, life doesn’t have to be complicated and crazy…it can be simple and so good. While we dream up the options of what to feed the providers, what they asked for was sweet potatoes, brussels sprouts, and pork tenderloin. So simple and sometimes over-looked.

This meal reminds me of that — nothing too extraoridinary, but definitely a combination that was just right. I think it’s the pineapple. Nothing over the top about this ingredient list, but I promise, you’ll enjoy every…last…bite.

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Work, workout, cook!

Be well,

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Chicken Caesar with a Twist & Happy Birthday, Mr. Prevention!

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Thirty-two years ago today, the world was graced with the birth of my dear husband. Lord love’em.

I love that he complains to the ends of the earth about my lack of desire and efforts to clean. Yet he doesn’t care enough to really help out, only enough to participate in “damage control” (i.e. not making epic disasters for no reason). So we finally hired a cleaning lady and it may be what saves our marriage (I’m only half kidding).

And let’s not talk about the most absurd reasons for never unloading the dishwasher. My personal favorite is, “I don’t use that many dishes.” I cook (and clean-up) and you eat. Who gets the short end of this stick again?

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Lord love’em he’s the HARDEST person to buy for. I had actually tried to plan a surprise trip to Mexico going through the trouble of even emailing his assistant to find out his meeting and travel schedule, only to have him tell me “he’s really sick of traveling.” There went that idea.

I have probably a dozen email exchanges between my family and his, “Got any birthday gift ideas for Mark?”

Not a clue. He’s a simple, simple man I tell ya.

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I harassed him all weekend, “What do you want me to make for your birthday? Faux fried chicken? Buffalo Chicken Lasagna? Fried pickles? Cupcakes? Cookies? Cake?

He waits until yesterday to email me at work, “Let’s either go out or have x, y, or z (listed above).”

My DEAR, I asked you this over the weekend for a reason. You gave me about 15 hours of notice, 6 of which were at work, 2 of which were spent driving to/from work and hockey, 1 was playing hockey, and 7 were sleeping. Oh wait, that’s 16 hours. You get my drift.

At least the birthday boy got to eat what *I* wanted last night — these salads. Of all the favorite cafe selections at the hospital, everyone looks forward to Caesar Salad with a Twist most. It is quite the hot commodity and there’s no surprise as to why. So, I just had to share it sooner rather than later. Enjoy!

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 After work I’ll either be grocery shopping for the birthday boy’s dinner, or heading out to his destination of choice. Happy Birthday, Mr. P. Love ya…even if you drive me mad :)

See you Thursday for a Q&A!

Be well,

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