Posts Tagged ‘cheese’


I decided to give veggies another chance this week and created a ‘Vegetable Crisp.’ Reason for the name would be – directly before I made this I made an apple crisp (recipe coming soon..). So guess what I ate while making the veggie crisp?



No clue why I don’t like veggies…




I began by roasting some garlic, because this I do like.















I figured if I smash a ton of stuff I enjoy on the veggies, I may be able to force ’em down. Healthy stuff, that is. Because what I really want to smash on is bacon, cheese, buttered croutons and cheese. And bacon.






Since these sat on the dining room table for 7 days, I decided to give them some love.













I toasted up 4 slices of Ezekial bread to make Ezekial bread crumbs. Super easy and healthy trick. You should try.

















As I was posting these pictures, I realized that I turned on the oven to toast these slices of bread. I do have a toaster. What was I thinking? I am losing my mind.







Sometimes my camera is posessed. I took this picture horizontally, and it came up vertically.














I don’t know how to fix this, so please contort your neck to see the correct view. Thanks. 







The bread slices went into one of the loves of my life – my mini food processor.











I heart this appliance.








Veggie. Booooo. Hiss.










A verb to go along with my dislike of veggies: cutting them. They are such a pain. They act like this on purpose. They don’t want me to like them.








Chopped butternut and acorn squash, and eggplant.













Along with my occasional dislike for bread, I also don’t like tomato sauce.









I don’t not like it, but I would never choose to eat it or order a dish at a restaurant.






Salt, pepper and smoked pap.









 I could almost eat smoked paprika. By itself.



Is that weird?






Diced tomatoes to make a bit of a ‘sauce.’













Cheese. The major food group in my life. Not dairy. Just cheese.













Veggies mixed with breadcrumbs and cheese. Oooooh. Ahhhhh.
















Don’t worry. This is just layer number one.







The garlic, roasted.















I squeezed the cloves out and mashed them. I figured it would be easier to incorporate this way.









Before baking. 











I could probably skip the veggies. I could eat a casserole of cheese, roasted garlic, and breadcumbs. That is where it’s at.






Good news, folks. I enjoyed this!











It had great flavor and I loved the crispy texture.





I even had a second bowl! And multiple spoons out of the baking dish.









 I am a double dipper. I guess the American Spoon people had it right.




Let’s hope this doesn’t fail me this week for dinner as my previous veggie attempts have. If so, I am giving in to a world of fruit, chocolate, bacon and cheese. And bacon.






Veggie Crisp

1/2 butternut squash, chopped

1/2 acorn squash, chopped

1 eggplant, chopped

2 heads of garlic, roasted

2 slices of Ezekial bread, toasted and made into bread crumbs

1 small can petite diced tomatoes

1/2 cup parmesan cheese (or more. lots more…)

salt and pepper to taste

1/2 tablespoon smoked paprika


Preheat oven to 375.

Add chopped veggies to a baking dish coated with cooking spray. Toss with salt, pepper, and smoked paprika. Add diced tomatoes and roasted garlic and stir. Toss with 1/2 of bread crumbs and 1/2 of cheese. Layer the remaining bread crumbs and cheese on top.

Bake at 375 for about 40 minutes, or until veggies are soft. 





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Operation ‘eat more veggies’ failed miserably and majorly today. I roasted some brussel sprouts and zucchini with salt, pepper, olive oil and my new $459 balsamic. It smelled great last night. For lunch, ehhh…not so much. I had 1-2 bites and gave up. It tasted ok, but it tasted like vegetables! Blah! I don’t want vegetables to taste like vegetables. I want them to taste like treats.


Guess I gotta suck it up, eh?



Movin’ on….




This chicken romano is SO good, even I ate some. This post may be a bit short because I am feeling slightly under the weather. Boo.





Make sure you tenderize BOTH sides of the chicken breast.




























The trio. Dip the chicken in flour, egg, and romano cheese.













Dredge through the flour.














Dip in the egg.















Roll through the cheese. Yum.















Throw it in a pan.














Until it looks like this.





















Time for the sauce. This sauce literally melts in your mouth! It makes your mouth feel good, if that makes any sense.







Melted butter & lemon juice.





















Ahhh – go ahead and just throw the entire lemon in.















I added this wine because it was open.



















Then added it to my mouth. Cavities smavities.








Some dried parsley.












I prefer dried better than fresh IN the sauce, but garnish it with a bit of fresh when finished.







This is heavenly.














Pour that entire thing on top of the chicken.





















Cover & bake.














It comes out so tender and cheesy.





















The lemons really might be the best part. They are warm and juicy and not very sour.








I served it with pasta for my hubby.























And had a few bites of my own straight from the skillet.



















Chicken Romano w/ Lemon Butter Sauce

4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts

2 tablespoons olive oil

1 cup flour

3 eggs

3/4 cups romano cheese

3/4 chicken stock

1/2 stick butter

1 whole lemon

1/3 cup white wine

1/2 tablespoon dried parsley




Preheat oven to 350. Add olive oil to skillet on medium heat.


Tenderize chicken, then dredge through flour, egg and cheese. Place in skillet and brown on both sides. Once brown, turn off heat.


Melt butter in a small sauce pan. Add lemon juice and chopped up lemons. Try to discard all seeds. Add white wine and parsley. Let come to a boil. then pour entire mix into chicken skillet. Add chicken stock to skillet.


Cover and bake for about 20 minutes at 350. Serve with pasta or rice.



Let me know if you give it a try. 🙂

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My husband likes to eat. ALOT.


And when he doesn’t get to eat, he gets very angry. His face should seriously be in the dictionary right next to ‘hangry,’ if it ever makes it into the dictionary.




Not only does he like to eat, but he likes to eat lots of meat. Chicken, steak, pork – you name it. Dare I ever make a dish without meat!



I think he believes that if he doesn’t get 76234 grams of protein in per day, he may lose all 170 solid pounds of muscle that he currently owns. He is a hottie.



Ususally, hungry-angry-husband hits at very inconvienent times. Like on an hour drive to my grandparents house. Or during church, where, let’s face it, he really doesn’t want to be in the first place. Or at the grocery store, while shopping for clothes, or during a 2 hour meeting. At least his co-workers can deal with him there.


The best was when we went to register for wedding gifts. Oh, my. We went to one of the ‘nicer’ malls about an hour away. We I figured that we’d have more of a selection and I didn’t really want to register for things I had never seen before.


So picture this – one hour drive there, in which a protein bar (or 3) has been consumed. We begin registering for china or crystal or something he knows we will never use, and he is as antsy as can be. Shocked? I know.


He begs, ‘Can we please go eat??’


We had registered for literally 7 minutes. I find the sales associate and give her back the gun to use on my husband  scan the items. We find a restaurant, which ends up having a fairly long wait, and he devours his food.



I spend the 4 minutes it took him to scarf down his meal staring at my plain, gross salad, because somewhere in the back of my foolish mind I thought it would be a great idea to do a fitness competition while wedding planning. Brilliant.



I also decide at this time that I would call my grandmother – no, not Mother Lovett – I needed someone who could actually SEE and HEAR – but my other grandmother, who lived only 5 minutes away. I knew this would just be something she would LOVE. And she did. And for the rest of my life I will always remember how much fun we had registering for my gifts – her and I.



Because about 5 minutes after we met her, hungry, angry, husband decides he needs a bottle of water. I’m not sure where he got it, but I think he drove to a fresh spring and bottled it himself because it took him that long.



He came back and excitedly handled the shatter-free glasses I registered for and scanned some inappropriate items as well. But 5 minutes later, hungry-angry-husband reared it’s ugly beautiful head again and he was off to get some ice cream.


He doesn’t even like sweets, so this is where I became suspicious. As often as I deal with him being hungry and angry, I think he was just trying to pull the wool over my eyes so he didn’t have to register. Why wouldn’t he want to register for such nice gifts in our wonderful home?



Lesson learned – make sure my future daughter registers for her wedding gifts with ME, not her own hungry, angry husband.




Below has been my go-to meal the past few weeks for my hungry, angry husband. It was born one afternoon when he was picking some things up at the store and sending me text messages about how hungry he was.


I knew it was about to start. I knew if he made it home before food was on the table, the kitchen would be a danger zone, appearing as though a tornado had ripped through. And in the tornado would not only be food, but miscellaneous items thrown, kicked, and broken in the passion of hunger.


I needed to take charge.



So here is the hungry, angry husband sandwhich. Only takes about 10 minutes. 










The Hungry, Angry Husband Go-To Meal

2 thin-sliced boneless, skinless chicken breasts

seasoned salt

1 whole wheat bun

a few sliced red onions

1/2 oz pepper jack cheese

a dollop of bbq sauce

a dollop of low-fat ranch dressing



Season the chicken breasts with seasoned salt and either grill or pan-fry in non-stick spray. Make sure the chicken breasts are thinly sliced so they only take a few minutes to cook. About 5-6 I’d say. Toast the whole wheat bun.


Layer onions and cheese between 2 chicken breasts and place on whole wheat bun. Top with bbq sauce and ranch.



 Feed to you own hungry, angry husband.IMG_1180









And don’t attempt to get a picture. There is no time for such a ridiculous thing.

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