…well, I love cooking for the most part. I really have to be in the mood, otherwise it’s just a disaster. If I’m not into it, I get really listless and generally ruin things.
I’m sure I’ve said this before, but my awesome momma is doing WW as well (and doing faboosh!) and we try to cook something new once a week. So yesterday I scoured my go-to recipe sites, and settled on a recipe from Gina’s WW Recipe blog . I’d been eyeing the swiss and broccoli wrapped in chicken for awhile, and decided to just go for it. I also decided to make the potato leek soup for lunches this week, so I went to the store to buy the few things we needed for those.
First of all, leeks are apparently either crazy expensive now, or my local grocery store thinks an awful lot of theirs. I didn’t buy them because they were ridonkulously expensive.
Second of all, it’s a good thing my mom is a bangin’ cook, and smart overall, because I am a total flake. The recipe called for the chicken to be really thin but fairly wide across (for rolling the cheese and broccoli inside) and flake-tastic me is trying to figure out how in the world I’m going to cut the chicken into cutlets, not strips. Well, mom quickly informed me I could cut the breasts in half and just pound them out. Were it not for her, I’d still be trying to figure that out.
So basically, we make the chicken, and it was amaaaaaaaazingly yummy.
I also had a salad with mine. I had spring mix lettuce, baby spinach, fresh strawberries, mandarin oranges, tortilla salad strips, and raspberry vinaigrette dressing.
We also steamed the rest of the broccoli and also some fresh asparagus. I was STUFFED after eating all of that yummy food.
We also made the soup, though we used chicken broth instead of chicken stock that the recipe calls for. I tasted it before I put it away, and it was awesome! It’s a *little* more watery than I usually prefer, so I think the next time I make it, I’m going to add another potato and just a tad more milk.
On a totally unrelated note – Did anyone see Gabourey Sidibe on the Oscar carpet with Gerard Butler? This girl is my new idol.
You’d have to lift my jaw off the floor with a freaking backhoe were I within a mile of Gerard Butler, and here she is, new to Hollywood, refusing to buy into the whole “You must resemble a stick insect” thing, and totally owning it. I ❤ you, Gabourey. I ❤ you.