Tonight, we revisited the Crispy Herb Chicken recipe I raved about last night! Again, it was delicious! I dearly love fresh, fried chicken with a nice crispy skin, with just the right amount of pepper and salt, but this new chicken recipe is playing a very close second to that! It's easy, and yummy, and for the last two nights, The Bug has come running from the opposite end of the house when he has smelled it cooking, anxious to dig in. He liked it so well last night that he asked if he could just have 2 pieces of it tonight, and nothing else.
The nothing else he wanted to have tonight was leftover zucchini lasagna from last week's menu. It was, by no means, pretty to look at tonight, and it was not nearly as yummy as the first night, but a bite of lasagna and a bite of chicken at the same time worked famously. I had the idea last night that this chicken recipe, with a slight adjustment to the spices, would be a great way to make chicken parmesan. Served with the lasagna tonight, I am convinced! Seriously, this chicken just makes me giddy.
I told my man tonight that if I get no more recipes out of this project than this chicken one, it will have been worth it. I will definitely be making this chicken for the rest of my life!!
In other news:
I mentioned that I was on Weight Watchers when I began this and was wondering how the project would work with tracking points, and vice versa. I am happy to announce that I have lost a total of 10 pounds since I started! And, last night, I ran 6 kilometers, which equals 3.75-something miles, the farthest I've run, since 2 springs ago, when I ran a 10-mile race. I'm quite excited! My next goal: 4 miles. It's the next step toward a race that I signed up for in June - a 10k trail race. And for now, I'm still contemplating whether or not I want to revisit the same 10-mile race. It takes place in April, not too hot, sometimes rainy, which means not so sweaty, which I love!!! I just haven't decided if I want to commit yet.
Another thing I think I should add: my New Year's Resolution this year has been to not allow irrational fear to dictate the decisions I make. Because something is weird, or too hard, or is not a good enough reason not to do it. I'm not unreasonable, of course. I'm not talking about stupid things. But, for instance, for 2 years in a row, I have signed up for and chickened out of the Baltimore half-marathon just because I was scared. See, the thing is, both times, I've signed up for it way in advance, so the amount they charge was already spent, and gone, and things being "out of sight, out of mind" as they can be with me, it was easy not to let losing that money bother me. After all, I have reasoned, the money then goes to a good cause. UGH! Admitting it even makes me squirm. I mean, seriously, I spent 8 weeks in boot camp. I have delivered 3 babies. I have endured a number of deployments, and their associated crises, to include one in which I was rear-ended, totaling my husband's '91 Camaro, and I have made it this far. And I decide to let 13 miles stump me. And not just once. Twice.
To make matters worse, my husband and I have friends (a couple) whose daughter (who is in middle school now), has completed her first half-marathon already. GRR!!!
And now, as I type this, I realize that I have just put this out into cyberspace, and still have not signed up for that race. HMMMM....Guess I better hit "send" before I get the urge to delete what I've just written.