That Nagging BF . . .

The BF informed me that I need to inform you, dear readers, of when I will be back in action with some regularity on this lil ole blog.  So, I give to you, today, a return date:

See ya then, peeps!

FYI

Posting is going to be discontinued until this semester from hell is OVER.

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Sorry, peeps.

See you soon, when I hopefully have a much better mindset!

Tequila Chicken

This recipe is a sort-of knock off of Applebee's tequila lime chicken (now known as "fiesta lime chicken," or some BS because apparently people weren't ordering it because of the tequila part [which was what drew me to the dish in the first place] . . . what is the matter with people?) and sort of random yet totally delicious.

I marinated two chicken breasts in two shots of tequila, with approximately 1/4 cup of cilantro, for about 4 hours.  In the mean time, I combined 1/4 cup of light ranch dressing with 3/4 cup of salsa.

I grilled the chicken breasts so they were browned on both sides, then placed them in a baking dish, topped them with the salsa mixture and some grated monterey jack cheese, and baked them at 325 for about 20 minutes.

I served the chicken breasts over some Uncle Ben's "taco rice" and topped them with jalapenos.  They, seriously, tasted awesome.  Had I put the chicken breasts over tortilla strips, as they do at Applebee's, I'm almost certain I would have preferred my version.  As it was I thought my version was fantastic, and had FAR less calories than the Applebee's original (thereby placing it firmly within the weekday diet)!

Not fantastic:

Elisanero via Saks.

These are freakin' gross.  Seriously.  Just about the ugliest shoes I've ever seen.  Next to Crocs.  And Uggs.  Really, it's a three-way tie on that one.

Masaledar Chholay

One type of food that I am absolutely crazy about, but don't cook very often, is Indian food.  I am bananas for Indian food.  When I was in law school, my BFF and I would go out once every other week, or so, to Ajanta, a hole-in-the-wall-yet-absolutely-fabulous Indian restaurant near our apartments in Dayton, Ohio.  Despite the fact that we ordered the same thing, week in and week out, it never got old.

Now that I live with the BF who devastatingly sadly doesn't care for any sort of Asian cuisine, I don't eat Indian nearly as much as I would like.  Then I stumbled upon this recipe for Masaledar Chholay (or chickpeas in spicy tomato gravy) in a recent issue of Food and Wine.  Not only did it fulfill my Indian craving, it fit into the Monday through Friday diet that the BF and I attempt to follow.

I didn't think that mine turned out looking as lovely as the picture from the magazine, but it tasted wonderful.  The flavors and spice were strong, the dish was aromatic, and served over a chicken breast, it served as a nice change from our usual American cuisine.

On the shoe front, I'm finding myself in need of more fabulous kicks, but without the funds to justify any purchases; lusting after shoes I clearly can't afford actually makes me feel better, since there is NO WAY I could ever justify a purchase like these:

Christian Louboutin via Saks.

At least not right now.

100th Post!

Oh my goodness, peeps, I can't believe I've already reached my 100th post on this lil' blog! 

In the spirit of productivity, I promise to get back to regular posts tomorrow.  In the meantime, please admire this photo of the perpetually adorable Arnie (and feel free to leave her some comments, to let her know you appreciate her cuteness) and I'll be back with new recipes tomorrow!