…and with good reason, too!
I started to feel hungry around 1:30…kind of late for lunch, but I made the mistake of drinking coffee this morning. For anyone who knows me, I don’t really do caffeine – a mug of herbal (caffeine free) tea is my constant companion. I’m sure I will be up half the night as a result, but the productivity boost this morning was totally worth it.
Once the hunger set in, I was poking through the refrigerator, and I happened upon this lovely box of Trader Joe’s Organic Brown Rice that I had completely forgotten about. Seeing a half-full bag of frozen peas sitting right next to it, and knowing I had thawed chicken in the fridge that needed cooking, the idea struck me that a rice/peas/chicken combo would be just dandy.
As an Executive Assistant, my favorite thing, no matter where I work, is the setting in which I work – the ever-romanticized Executive Suite.
One apron, coming up. Pots. Pans. Can opener. Stove. All the comforts of home.
Good gravy, I can’t believe I only just watched Sabrina for the first time a few weeks ago.
Anyhow, back to the matter at hand – lunch.
In my current place of employment, a have a beautiful desk that I swear is bigger than the studio apartment I used to live in, a closet to house my personal effects, and access to a fully loaded kitchen. That kitchen includes shelf and cupboard storage for dry goods and dishes, as well as refrigerator/freezer space for perishables. We also have a ‘near boiling’ hot water spout, which is ace for tea during these chilly winter months we are currently facing in Minnesota.
The odds and ends I found hiding in the kitchen were combined to make this:
Not too shabby for the girl who burned the living daylights out of something simple like a marinated chicken breast only a few short weeks ago. Helpful words from the boyf, encouragement from the boss, and losing the fear of experimenting in the kitchen have served me well. Not only is my lunch PERFECTLY cooked, it is delicious.
adorable chicken, I am going to eat you!
Plus, this is not the first time I have gotten a chicken piece that looks like a chicken when cooked. I think that is the kitchen Buddha’s way of telling me I’m doing something right.