Stephen made me dinner on Thursday, and it was a big, fat WIN. Not something I should eat every day, but it tasted amazing, and that’s all I cared about after a long day of work (a statement that could get me in trouble if said too often).
I made the green beans. 
It had garlic and chicken and cream and pasta and pecans and holy crap it was good.
So last night, I tried to make something simple and healthy for Mom and myself to create some balance in my weekly eats.
Boy did it suck. Yeah, we’re still using Christmas dishes. Hush. I marinated some salmon by putting down slices of orange, some minced garlic, and then bourbon and letting it sit in the fridge for a couple of hours. Normally when I do bourbon-based marinades, I mix it with something like honey or maple or something sweet to round out the flavors and balance out the alcohol. I don’t know what I was thinking last night. Strong bourbon + acidic oranges = sharp-tasting salmon with no depth of flavor. It’s been far too long since I experimented with a recipe.
On the exercise front, I’m looking into working out at another branch of the Y closer to my office, maybe even on my lunch hour if I get crazy enough. My all-or-nothing thinking gets in the way and I think, “I only have an hour to drive there, change, work out, (shower?), change, and drive back…it’s not worth it.” I brought my running clothes on Friday but didn’t have enough time to go to the park with the errands I had to run. Le sigh. One of these days I’ll get it all figured out!