My great-grandfather was a goat herder

...that is 100% true and perhaps explains my love of goat cheese and why I feel it has super powers...or maybe it's just because goat cheese is friggin' delicious.

I needed super powers to save dinner last night. The end result was a dinner I called skittles (based on the "taste the rainbow" slogan because it had SO many beautiful colors). Now, since New Years, I've prepared every meal I've eaten...along with many meals my husband has eaten, and every meal my kids have eaten. I figured out as I laid in bed last night I'd prepared close to 50 meals over the course of a week. No wonder looking at a chicken breast, some veggies, and a single sweet potato I was near tears. My husband suggested take out. It had been kind of a rough night to begin with and I had prepared a wonderful soup for lunch consisting of 2 colors of split peas, lentils, barley, carrots, and celery. Served with the last of the bread I'd made the other day with just a smidge of goat cheese spread on it.

I was determined, though, and I was going to make something tasty out of this pile of ordinary ingredients and so I began...
I cut and cooked the sweet potato and mashed it with a little butter and salt.
The chicken was sauteed in butter, olive oil, and taragon.
The veggies (red pepper, broccoli, cauliflower, and corn) were steamed.

Once I plated it all, I crumbled goat cheese on the chicken and steamed veggies. SAVE! Well, that and a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc. It was all so good and I was REALLY glad I hadn't just given up and ordered out.