This week’s picture comes with a recipe! It’s a 2 for 1 deal!
So last night. Dinner. Go out? No. Smoothie bowl? Been there, done that, more times than I remember…this week. Something healthy? And easy? And using up old groceries? YES.
I had frozen salmon in the freezer and quinoa in the pantry. The spinach and arugula expired a few days ago but what’s in a stamped date? Everything else was added on the fly.
Winner, winner, desperate fridge dinner!
Spinach and Arugula salad base
For the quinoa:
- 1/4 cup quinoa dry, rinsed and drained
- 1/2 cup water
- 1 tsp olive oil
- 1 tsp lemon juice
- sliced scallions (about 2 Tbsp)
- fresh parsley (about 2 Tbsp)
- fresh ground garlic salt to taste
For the salmon:
- 4 oz. salmon filet
- 1/2 Tbsp maple syrup
- 1/2 Tbsp dijon mustard
- 1/2 Tbsp apple cider vinegar
Boil the quinoa until water has been absorbed, about 15 minutes. When just a little water remains, turn the heat off and let sit, covered, for another 5 minutes or so. Fluff with fork and add remaining ingredients.
While the quinoa is boiling, whisk together the maple syrup, mustard, and vinegar for the salmon glaze. Coat a grill pan with non-stick spray and heat to medium-high before adding the salmon. Cook each side for 4-6 minutes, adding glaze as you flip.
Make a bed with the salad, add the quinoa, and top with the salmon.
Healthy old groceries dinner in under 30 minutes.
As Nike would say, BOOM.
My weekend at home (for my mom’s successful 5k!!!), via Instagram:
Clearly, a good time was had by all.
(Especially Mom! Congratulations on a job well done!!!)
Well…I was planning on using this one as this week’s creative pic just because I love the colors so darn much…not to mention the subject matter (red velvet cake frozen yogurt!!!):
But then this morning…I took this one. And even though we both look like we’re high on something other than endorphins, it brings me so much joy every time I look at it that I can’t not use it as this week’s featured picture:
That right there is my mom…who couldn’t run two blocks just a few months ago…and ran four miles today. FOUR MILES! And we were only supposed to do three!
There are no words for how proud I am of her gumption, determination, and SUCCESS. She is one tough lady. We’re running a 5k together in June and somehow I doubt it will be our last…or our longest.
GO MOM GO! Happy Mother’s Day!
[This post is basically for my dad, who loves nothing more than when I take pictures of flowers. Happy Belated Birthday, Dad! Hope you like these!]
I am a passionate person by nature. Like…really passionate. I rejoice over mango butter in my oatmeal and cry during every. single. episode. of Extreme Home Makeover. I let out audible squeals walking through my neighborhood, seeing all of the beautiful old houses and flourishing gardens. And don’t even talk to me about the Packers…
So, I think in an act of self-preservation, my brain slows down to half-power when in the presence of something over-the-top exciting. Otherwise, I’d blow a fuse from sheer enthusiasm. Does this happen to anyone else? I can literally feel a shift in emotion…it’s like a computer going into sleep mode. Example #1: When I discovered lover.ly (full post to follow…but OH MY WORD) I literally had to walk away from my computer…I couldn’t even begin to explore the website!…I was so overwhelmed with excitement. And then I went from this: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! to this: […]. Because my brain, it knows. The boiling point is near.
(The men in white coats should be here any second now.)
Example #2: My ENTIRE TRIP to North Carolina. I’m not even kidding.
It started when I put my hand out the window as I was crossing the border from Virginia to North Carolina and it did not return to me frostbitten. The air! It was warm! I was so excited!!!
And for the next 4 days…I would have continued to be out of my mind excited about life, and therefore, out of my mind, if I didn’t experience everything on half-power.
Which bring me to the Sarah P. Duke Gardens. There are few things I love more than the beauty of God’s creation. And then photographing said creation. And then walking around in tranquility with almost no one else around. And then not wearing 18 layers because it’s actually warm outside.
So I’m really glad I took these pictures because without them, the whole Gardens experience would have been somewhat of a blur. Here’s what I saw, apparently:
And ditto for the gardens along the Bolin Creek Trail…the roses! So stunning!
Clearly, I need to go back to North Carolina and experience all of this at full-power.
Or, you know, not be crazy and experience things the first time around.
But let’s be real here.