...but after a night of partying with friends and limited sleep, by dinner the next night, I stared blankly into my freezer silently praying fish sticks would magically appear so I wouldn't have to cook. If my husband had suggested delivery, I would have accepted with open arms.
Instead, I begrudgingly opened the cabinets and tossed a bag of colored pasta on the counter and sigh. Hmmm...no one heard me. Yup. I'm cooking.
Out next come a yellow pepper and onion from the fridge and cannellini beans from the cabinet and cooked them up in olive oil and garlic. I tossed it all together when the pasta was done with some leftover chopped fresh mozzarella (from the pizza) and leftover mixed greens from the risotto.
Though it tasted good, in the end, I felt like I'd failed. I felt bored in the kitchen and like I'd completely slacked off with respect to dinner. So, I'm going to dig into a new book my husband picked up for me...the sequel to the first Clean Food book that originally inspired me and treat myself to a night of a more traditional roasted chicken dinner tonight.
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