
I love when he cooks for me. I should really let him in the kitchen more often...
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Chicken Piccata 2.0
Sigh. At least I got to use a new ingredient, which is always fun. My old friend Sarah (the friendship is old, she is not) recommended a Vegetarian Enchilada recipe, and as I was making a grocery list, I realized one of the ingredients, Chayote, I had never even heard of. Turns out it's a squash. And is quite tasty. And I have totally seen it at the store a million times, but always assumed anything that looks like an old lady face/butt isn't anything I needed to know about. Wrong.
This was his plate.
Let me explain Dewar's. No, not the alcohol. The ice cream parlor. The one I avoid like the plague. I don't usually get that into ice cream...but when the hubby brings home a carton of fresh churned Rocky Road that looks like this...it's completely out of my control. 





Last night was one of those disappointing nights. I'd never made oven fried chicken before, but this photo on Cooking Light looked so good I was inspired to try. I don't know exactly what I did wrong-it could have been a number of things-not enough butter, discovering my oven wasn't hot enough halfway through, too much buttermilk, gluten-free substitutions-but it came out looking a hot mess. (Daddy, if you're reading this and this is one of those examples of you having no clue what I'm talking about...here)
Light and Fresh Potato Salad


But that's ok, because I finally finished one of my longest planned projects--the spice cabinet conundrum. You may have noticed I like spices. And I have a lot of them. A lot of them. And I also have incredibly hard to reach spice cabinet shelves, even for my amazon arms. 
Sigh. Anyway, I'm super stoked about the result. My spices are now adorable AND functional. I totally need about 10 more, but this covers most of them...for now.
His car stereo is always set to Reggae 'Riddums' on Sirius. Our best man (his best friend) wore a dread cap to cover his dreads at our wedding (he was more concerned about it than we were, he's awesome like that). Our first dance was a reggae jam (Never Let Go, by Half Pint). We named a cat Nesta (as in, Robert Nesta Marley). And my boss oh-so-kindly bought him a gigantor flag (see right) that now hangs in our upstairs window. Siiigh. 
Brown Rice Salad 2.0
I definitely need to throw out some love for Bob's Red Mill gluten-free cornbread mix here...Normally GF bread of any kind doesn't really rise and ends up being more brick-like than bread-like, but I was impressed with this consistency. Very cornbready! It's not so great the next day (though you can always save it for cornbread stuffing), but while still warm from the oven with a little honey butter (mix honey with margarine or soft butter. Done)...mmm mmm mmmm. Super good. 
Roasted Winter Veggies