Tonight I got out the plastic bin of poultry from market yesterday. The nice vendor is always water-boarded by my order. this week she forgot the boneless skinless chicken thighs i had planned for tonight's supper. My only option was the cubed (as in stabbed a million tines and flattened )boneless skinless chicken breasts. I popped the sweet potatoes, er yams into the oven, and was planning on pan searing the meat later, while the broccoli steamed. Seth asked what was for supper, and looked non-plussed about what i often sarcastically call slabs of chicken. Now, before I move on, when i am really stressed, i have expressed a desire not to have to give dinner a proper name each night. Seeing as we have vegetables, a carbohydrate and a green vege every night I have been known to answer very flatly something like festering Road-kill." he also knows better than to truly complain, so this small exchange was affable.
So, after his aw not again face, I thought that i might roll them up and bale them instead. I have put all natural ham and rice cheese on for cordon blue, and could have done some greens like spinach...but I was in the mood for mustard. Prepared mustards are off the table right now, due to the naturally occurring sulfites in the vinegar. I liberally sprinkled both sides of the slabs with mustard powder, and sprinkled sage and herbs on the one side to be rolled to make a green spiral...then I sprinkled salt and white pepper on top, brushed it with oil and it is went. Right now all we can have is coconut oil. Even olive oil is off the table, so the pan and tops were smeared with extra virgin coconut oil---which looks like crisco.
Tonight's table was most lovely color, Bright and dark green of broccoli jsut the right texture, Baked yams with coconut oil---tastes like pie! And delectable spicy chicken rolls...with soem of the pan liquor drizzled on...Mmmm
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