Money Matters: Parmesan Tilapia

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My mom recently got a bike. They live in the city and my only memory of her on a bike was the time she ran into a parked car, many, many years ago. The car sustained no injuries. Her ego, however, didn’t fair quite as well. Its probably taken her nearly 20 years to decide bike ownership is, once again, something she’d like to pursue. So, my dad got her a bike for Mother’s Day and her birthday and she talks about it a lot. She also uses it a lot as her work and the gym, the two places she travels to the most, are each no more than 3 blocks away.

At lunch yesterday, she was telling us how in the wee hours of the morning as she was heading to the gym, there were 2 hooded “boys” that were under the viaduct, blocking the entire sidewalk. “Show no fear!” she said, and describer herself, on bike, continuing to bike right at them, all just-over one-hundred pounds of her. She said they parted and let her through at the last second, but I thought that was pretty fearless of her.

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I am not nearly as brave. Yes, I play ice-hockey in 20 pounds of padding and a helmet…but riding my bike straight through two men in the dark, no thanks! I’m also not brave when it comes to cooking certain things. Tilapia being one of them. Plus, I had kind of decided I didn’t like tilapia…maybe because of how I was cooking it?

Maybe I should start a new blog series, “The foods I thought I hated”.

As I was taking inventory of all that was in Ohio and in need of being eaten, I groaned out loud when the depths of my freezer revealed not one…not two, but THREE bags of frozen tilapia filets. We served tilapia as one of the entrees at our wedding…we like(d) tilapia, but it’s fair to say this tilapia was probably on sale and we had learned that tilapia can be a bit…boring. Salmon – throw it on the grill and hand me a lemon slice. Tilapia – it needs some jazz.

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This recipe has come across my Google Reader a LOT, which in and of itself says something. But, I’m not one to take others’ opinions all too seriously if it’s a food I’ve grown a distaste for. For the sake of not wasting food, I got brave and tried tilapia.

And…IT. WAS. DELICIOUS! Truly delicious.

Better yet, Mr. Prevention asked, “How long did dinner take!?” totally impressed by the taste. Because I’m all about quick meals and the end result, not the impressive (or unimpressive) means of getting there, I proudly reported, “Ten minutes, start to finish!”

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Sleeping in a BED was nice last night. The days of an air mattress are getting a little old! Off for a relaxing day in Chicago!

Be well,

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Money Matters: Baked Tomatoes with Quinoa, Corn, and Green Chiles

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I survived the final trek from Chicago to central Ohio…but just barely. I dare say there’s not a more boring drive than across northern Indiana. The only blessing is that Fort Wayne has a speed limit of 70 mph and I’ve never seen a cop in the vicinity. On the plus side, I did get THREE HOUR of grading completed. Thanks for taking the wheel, hubs.

Lunch was veggie straws and peanut butter-stuffed pretzels. I also stole a bite of Mr. Prevention’s very, very disappointing peanut butter gas station cookie. Needless to say, I am ready to return to “normal”. Veggies, who?

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I ate well in Chicago. Too well. My mom is a great cook and Chicago is packed with some of the best restaurants around.

Other than those white chocolate and caramel pretzel pancakes I talked about, there was cajun mac’n cheese, calamari, scallops, ribeye, deviled eggs, antipasto, breakfast casserole, raspberries, the best margaritas ever a la Mama Prevention, and a selection of Sam Adams. Not all in one meal, but the weekend was…delicious.

Despite my injury, I managed an 18 mile bike on Saturday, a 3 mile walk on Sunday, and yesterday Lily got 2 walks. During walk #2 back in Ohio, I thought it might be time to give my ankle and running a trial run. No pun intended.

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At 9pm last night, it was STILL so muggy and hot that it felt like 90 degrees. In May. Oy.

I set out with my tunes and had a great 2 mile run. It was sweaty and I felt like a gazelle! I didn’t move like a gazelle at my 10:20 min/mile pace, but it felt great and I would say my ankle is 90% improved. I think I will alternate with the elliptical, biking, and running for another week just to be safe, but that run was a great kick off for the week ahead. I have lots of great meals planned that are healthy and light, just like this one.

I have a new found appreciation and LOVE for quinoa. My first few experiences with quinoa were very…underwhelming. Since that time, I’ve landed upon numerous recipes that I simply adore…this being one of them. These were so flavorful and even Mr. Prevention-approved!

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 Here’s to a healthy (short!) week ahead!

Be well,

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Money Matters: Baked Quinoa and Chicken Parmesan

bakedquinoaparm2Yesterday, I was sitting at my desk charting away on some of my afternoon patients. Even though my office is right off the clinic floor, it remains pretty quite within my four walls.

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get a “feeling” that something isn’t right. That happened yesterday afternoon. I got up, walked out my office door, and there was a code blue going on. Right. There.

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It was scary. And a bit surreal - I had just been talking to the patient 5 minutes earlier.

Within minutes, there were 2 ambulances and a fire truck and 12 (yes, 12) firemen and paramedics in our clinic. Because I am not “direct patient care”, my job is to be sure the other patients stay calm.

Well, my job was easy. All but one patient slept through the entire ordeal. Chest compressions. Talking AED’s. The whole 9 yards. Just snoozin’ away.

bakedquinoaparm3The one patient who was awake…she was taking pictures of the paramedics and firemen. “I love a man in uniform!” she said. To see a 79-year-old take photos on a cell phone of paramedics tushies certainly lightened the air. I was able to laugh about it later…pretty hard. Our office clerk even joked with the patient, handing her a tissue and joking with her to wipe up the drool on his chin. Too funny.

As for my patient, he’s okay. Phew.

What does this story have to do with Baked Quinoa and Chicken Parmesan? Absolutely nothing other than being  truly memorable like the code blue yesterday. This dish, however, is sure to keep your heart healthy and your pulse regular and strong.

bakedquinoaparm4Chicken Parmesan, in all of its Italian inauthentic glory, is a weakness of mine. What’s not to love about cheesy chicken and tomato sauce served with pasta? Not…a…thing. This dish encompasses all that I love most about chicken parm with far less guilt (none at all, in fact!), lots of nutrition, and a kind price tag. Moreover, it is gluten-free, carb-controlled, high-fiber, and packed with protein.

Dinner for under 350 calories and less than $2 per serving is certainly memorable. But don’t take my word for the taste…you should make that memory and have it last for yourself. Mmmm!

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Mr. P and I went out for a run last night, and a mile away from home it started it POUR. I hate rain!!! It put me in a cruddy mood the rest of the night.Weather.com, you are not to be trusted!

Be well,

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