Dave would like it on the record that I ate and enjoyed the fish (see below) and also ate my brussel sprouts and turnips. It was quite tasty.
Except I am still finding fish scales in the sink. They are literally appearing out of nowhere. I coulda sworn we got them all cleaned up that night. The price we pay for deliciousness…
Dave is making a whole fish for us. He is currently de-scaling the thing. This could be interesting. I don’t ever recall, in my whole food-eating life, being able to stare my dinner in the eyeball.
I have pasta at the ready just in case.
This is posted on the fridge
I haven’t been terribly thrilled with my eating habits lately. I get home from work and the last thing I feel like doing is actually cooking, mostly because I have a serious lack of kitchen creativity these days. So in an effort to make my (spotty) workouts count for something, I have taken to making a menu for the week. It’s a bit obsessive, I suppose, but I’m trying it out in the hopes that I will be motivated when I do get home, since I already have a plan. And the food to prepare already in my fridge, thanks to a trip to the grocery store in which I weathered (pun intended) a thunderstorm. Thanks a lot weather.com. I had a plan and your inaccurate report messed it up.
I’ll keep you posted on how this works out. Oh. And happy first week of football camp.