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My Morning Scramble…of Rage! May 15, 2012

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Usually, I have oatmeal for breakfast.  Soooooo boring, but I’m a creature of habit.  When I roll out of bed on a work day, I have a very well orchestrated-routine that I can execute in the dark. Literally. I typically don’t even open my eyes until just before I leave the house.

On the days I don’t have to get to work, and I can throw my routine out the window, I like to do something different for breakfast. I took today off to go see a matinee of The Avengers (wouldn’t you?), so I took advantage of those two weeks, one hour and three minutes of hell I spent planting my herb garden and made myself a delightful breakfast scramble. Part of the delight came from killing…I mean, destroying… I mean, harvesting my own herbs.

It should be noted, over the years my husband has learned to discourage me from gardening or yard work of any sort.  Apparently, not only am I bad at it, but it makes me an angry person. Whatever. For some mysterious reason, he was quite encouraging this time around, and even helped me get together the materials I needed.  So, I’m trying not to take my berserker-garden-rage out on my sweetie, who I totally love and appreciate for knowing when to support me, and when to slowly back away.

HULK, GARDEN!  Heh. Did I mention I’m going to see The Avengers today? Anyhoo, here’s my recipe for…

Quick, Before the Cilantro Bolts Breakfast Scramble

Servings: 1

1 spray non-stick cooking spray
2 cloves garlic, sliced
2.5 oz baby kale (half of a 5 oz package)
.3 cup frozen corn kernels
Handful of fresh herbs, chopped (I used cilantro, tarragon, dill)
1 large egg plus one egg white, scrambled
salt and pepper to taste

Spray a deep sautee pan with cooking spray and place on burner turned to medium.  When pan is hot, throw in garlic and kale and sautee until kale is cooked down (I used baby kale, so I didn’t bother chopping and it cooked down in about 5 minutes).  Toss in corn kernals and cook for another minute. Stir in fresh herbs, beaten eggs, and salt and pepper to taste and scramble in the pan.

Calories: 173.6
Total Fat: 5.8 g
Cholesterol: 185.0 mg
Sodium: 128.7 mg
Total Carbohydrate: 15.8 g
Dietary Fiber: 3.1 g
Protein: 13.9 g

Red pepper flakes and/or fresh bell pepper would be a great addition. You could also add onion and cheese, if you eat that sort of thing.  If you’re not a fan of the corn, leftover brown rice or any other whole grain would be great too (I just didn’t have any made in the fridge or that would have been my first choice).  And if you’re really hungry, or just bigger than me (not hard to do, I’m only 5 ft tall), you could double the corn (or other grain), bulk it up with some more veggies, add another egg white or beans for protein, and still have a really reasonable breakfast.  Happily, the above version is migraine free, gluten free, and dairy free, although you gotta watch those cooking sprays because most of them contain soy.  Enjoy!


I Don’t Have a Green Thumb…I Have a Green Middle Finger May 13, 2012

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I’m a conflicted girl this time of year. I long to eat fresh vegetables grown in my very own garden, but I’m much, much, much too lazy to do anything about it. Heck, these days I’m too lazy to even go to the store, I have a CSA deliver most of my groceries to my front porch.

I wasn’t raised this way.  My grandmother was an amazing gardener. The hours my brother and I spent helping her in the garden are some of my best childhood memories.  Then I grew up, and eventually had a house of my own, with a lawn and landscaping that needed maintenance.  That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t the gardening I loved, it was spending time with my grandmother.  Grandmom was awesome.  Gardening and yard work can suck it.  I sure enjoy the results, but I don’t want to do the work.

So, I had mixed feelings when I received a pretty little potted plant as a favor at a baby shower a couple of weeks ago.  I was assured by the gardeners in attendance that all I needed to do was transplant it into full sun in the yard or a bigger pot (because the tiny pot it came in was cute but too small), and it would grow like a weed and flower all summer.

I had the best of intentions.  Unfortunately, after two weeks of sitting in the same pot on my very dark kitchen windowsill, the plant wasn’t looking so pretty.  Seeing as how it was almost dead, I figured I had better do something about it, and since I was going to the garden store anyway, I decided to get a really big pot and some thyme, basil, cilantro, peppermint, tarragon, and dill to grow with my baby shower prize, in case the original plant didn’t make it. Ya gotta have a Plan B, right?  Between the trip to the store, the planting, the second trip to the store because I didn’t have enough potting soil, and the watering, the whole thing must have taken at least an hour. If you add on the time I spent thinking about it, that’s like, two weeks and one hour.  This is an awfully big investment of time for one puny plant.

I have since been informed that thyme is a bully, and cilantro has a tendency to bolt (which I think sounds pretty, but apparently ruins the flavor).  I’m also told it’s a perfectly legitimate strategy to stuff these herbs in the same container and wish them luck.  It’s not quite as dangerous as putting the wrong fish together in the same tank, but there might be a bit more tending than I had anticipated. So today, I took another three minutes out of my life to transplant the thyme into its own pot and cut back some of the cilantro.  Damn gardening is taking over my life.

Since I now have some stupid herbs growing (or more likely, dying) on my back deck, I may as well make use of them.  Here’s a tasty thing to do with cilantro, before the damn stuff bolts:

This Turkey Doesn’t Suck

Servings: I dunno

1 boneless, skinless turkey breast
1 cup water
2 tsp curry powder
.5 tsp cinnamon
.5 tsp turmeric
.25 tsp cayenne pepper
.5 tsp salt
.5 tsp  ginger powder
.25 cup fresh cilantro, chopped
3 – 5 garlic cloves, sliced

Spray inside of crock pot with non-stick cooking spray.  Place turkey breast inside and add water. Mix the spices together and sprinkle over the turkey breast.  Throw the cilantro and garlic in the crock pot, cover, and cook on high for four hours or low for 6 hours. I served this with steamed broccoli and brown rice, with the juices from the pot spooned over the whole thing.   My husband and I both agreed, it didn’t suck.

Since every turkey breast is a different size, I don’t know how many it serves.  And, since I’m too tired from all that gardening to research it, I have no idea what the nutritional information may be.  But, I do know that one 3 oz portion of plain skinless, boneless turkey breast is low calorie, low fat and high protein.  And with cilantro, how can you go wrong?

Run, Short Girl, Run May 2, 2012

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I had a roommate in college who was a chronic over-sleeper.  Every morning she would turn off her alarm without waking up.  Each night she would move the clock farther away from the bed (well, as far as she could in our little dorm room), hoping the act of getting vertical would wake her up even if her alarm couldn’t get the job done through ruckus alone.

One evening I came home to find she had resorted to desperate measures. The alarm clock was stashed in my closet…with the door tied shut. To this day, I have no idea why she used my closet rather than her own. And I’m not 100% positive after 20 years, but I’m pretty sure she still overslept the next day.

I think fondly of her often, most particularly whenever I resort to similar machinations to force myself to go to the gym.  Yesterday I implemented my favorite tactic of not showering before work.  Being acutely aware of my own stink motivates me to get my butt into the gym first thing, just so I can bathe.

TMI?  Well, here’s some more.

I’ve been sort of slacking lately, so yesterday I pushed it and got in a 3 mile run. Here’s where the TMI comes in: I’m going to tell you about the music I was listening to. (Disclaimer: Most of the music on my nano is awesome. I dare you to belittle selections such as “I Wanna Be Your Driver” by Mr. Chuck Berry and Punk Rock Girl by The Dead Milkmen. Just try it, bitches. )

Lets just say some of my running tunes are not what I would normally listen to in the car or on the bus or at a party.  Such as?

Hollaback Girl. Gwen Stefani is responsible for my single-most favorite running song of all time, even if it is sorta silly.

Party Rock Anthem. LFMAO. I know what it means, but I’m too old to appreciate it.  For those of you with slightly more elevated taste than me, it’s the song in the Kia commercial with the hamsters. I only endow you with “slightly” better taste, because if you know what commercial I’m referring to then you’re clearly watching at least some of the same junk on TV as me.

Single Ladies.  Beyonce.  Whatever, I don’t care what you think.

Raise Your Glass. Pink. I’m not talking about it.

Ok, I think I’ve made my point. Actually, no I haven’t. The point is, even though the first time I heard most of those songs I had the reaction of a 92-year old man, I’ve come to appreciate how they can get me through a long run. Sometimes when I find the prospect of a run doesn’t exhilarate me, I download some new music and suddenly I can’t wait to pound that pavement…and not with my head, as I would have once expected with many of these tunes.

What motivates you to get moving?

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