Chicken Every Night
I was reading this post on a food blog - this gal bought a seven pound chicken roasted it, and stretched the leftovers for seventeen meals.
The meal total included leftovers for lunch, which is neat to consider. Leftovers are very important in our house. Twenty-six dollars for a work week's worth of food is not too shabby, and makes my ... thrifty ... heart grow three sizes.
But, we could never do that, other than for the express purpose of saving cash - and even then, it wouldn't be very fun. I love me some lean-protein chicken, but I don't think I could eat chicken five days in a row. It wouldn't be enjoyable, especially because around day four I'd start actively wondering if I was going to die if I ate the chicken. I know I probably wouldn't die? But I would think that I could die, and that seems to be enough to give my intestines the go-ahead to speed up the process of expelling used food.
What I have been trying to do lately is to eat more vegetables, and we have been going vegetarian once or thrice a week. It's a bit less expensive, and honestly, a lot more healthy so long as we get some sort of protein, giggity.
Tofu gets a bad rap, but if you prepare it correctly, it's great. Owen loves it!
Doesn't that look delicious? There are two reasons I like tofu, and Anna tolerates it. On normal weekday evenings, quickly put together dinners are the best. A tofu stir fry takes approximately ten minutes to prepare, if you don't count the arduous process of cooking rice in the active preparation, and the pre-prep time of pressing the tofu. Bonus - it is flavorful, healthy, and inexpensive! One pound of extra-firm tofu costs us a single George Washington.
Normally we use a store bought stir-fry sauce. We used to use the Iron Chef sauces for ironic and tastiness purposes, but apparently those are difficult to find at our local grocer these days.
The only thing you would need to know is that, ahead of time, you need to press the tofu. After that, it's a simple stir fry. Cut up a veggie or two, heat up some oil, and stir fry everything. Then, add some sauce. Add to rice. Win.
On tofu nights, we're happily fed and on to watching Lost or Chuck. Or more correctly, Anna is watching it, and I'm bitching about it. Or, even more correctly, Anna is watching it, and I'm half watching it while playing Final Fantasy (again) on my iPod Touch, yet still bitching about it.