So… I just bought a slow cooker. Last night I completely nerded out over Moroccan spice combinations and prepped the ingredients. This morning I loaded it up and spent 8 hours tiptoeing from desk to kitchen, sniffing and dreaming of what might be inside.
At the end of my work day, salvation came in the form of Moroccan chicken tagine with apricots, raisins, chickpeas, carrots and Turkish apricots. Served over couscous, and topped with cilantro, mint, chopped almond and preserved lemon. And to drink, fresh mint lemonade.
Also known as My Death Row Meal.
A few people this week have mentioned how quiet this blog has been, so I guess I’ll sprinkle a few posts in.
Here’s this morning’s Sunday frittata: sweet potatoes, arugula, sweet apple chicken sausage, chopped apple, quinoa, shaved brussels sprouts, spices. Oh, and a bonus drizzle of truffle oil because why not?
Mini-review of the Trader Joe’s frozen pad see ew:
Good: Ingredients separated into bags so you can feel like a mise en place wok master; real vegetables
Bad: Tastes like buttery boogers with a hint of sugar; defrosted tofu tastes like dehydrated earlobe (so add your own); dumb instructions