So, allow me to tell you all a story of what should be a simple Sunday night dinner.
Chapter 1: Getting off my butt
Now, notice I did not call it my lazy butt. The entire reason I wanted to stay on my butt was because of a long bike ride and an even longer cardio session of Insanity. But alas, I was all out of food so leaving the house holding cell. Now I also considered just going through the drive-thru sub shop and forgetting about the rest of the week. Which brings us to chapter 2……
Chapter 2: Fighting the urge to use convenience foods when I have no kitchen
This title is also a little deceiving. There is a kitchen in this place for me to use, but it is not mine. And contrary to what people tell you, I don’t like sharing. I like things clean and my way and I really really really wanna use my things. So…..it is incredibly tempting to fall back on convenience foods to take the stress away. Another problem is that all of my food storage happens in a small beverage fridge. Not so big, and also very unhelpful for my typical way of shopping which is to just stalk the freezer with everything that I love and make something up as I go.
Chapter 3: Thinking up something WONDERFUL!
So I happened upon this wonderful idea in my head: BBQ Chicken Pizza! Now I can take credit for thinking up how I would go about making this in a convenient way, but I actually didn’t even know I liked bbq chicken pizza until Frank had me try it with him. I’m still pretty picky about it, but my version is one of my favorites. So I set out to get a rotissarie chicken, bbq sauce, cheese and pizza dough.
Chapter 4: Wait! What will I do with leftover chicken and bbq sauce?
The reason this is a whole chapter is because of the small storage area I can’t just collect things and give it time for me to get rid of them. And I HATE throwing food away, such a waste. So, I actually have to have a plan to get ride of all of them. So in a quick minute I think tortillas, feta, and spinach……bbq chicken wraps for lunch!!! Boy oh boy will I be sick of bbq in a week. hehehe
Chapter 5: Walk to the store, buy, and pay
Oh wait, I didn’t bring a baking sheet. Damn it!
As you can see it is a happy ending, but not without some stress and some serious brain power. **sigh** At least after this experience I will have plenty of stories to assist clients and patients in overcoming their barriers.
Oh….it was YUMMY!