Baby Steps

Tuesday evening I sent Mimi & Friend to Friend's house
to borrow cilantro.

A half hour later I went out to see if they were ever going to return and found
this
on my driveway.

The bag of cilantro, delivered. Brother.

I've been pining for fajitas, which began like this:

{lots of garlic}

The urge to cook hit me like a madness! Behold my filthy kitchen, which I didn't even bother to clean before starting. I never do that.

After recovering the cilantro dumped on my driveway, I marinated the chicken and slapped it on the grill. And after loading the photo on my computer, I realized how grody this shot is. Dry heave. Who wants to see raw chicken on the grill? I should've waited 'til I flipped it. Hzzzrrrrgheh (sound of dry heaving).


I love how the onions & peppers smell. Unfortunately by this time, my natural light had faded and they look rather....wormy. I'm realizing I don't make a very good food photographer. (but I sure as h*ll can cook.)


I like to grill tons of chicken so I have pre-cooked meat ready to go for menus later in the week.
I've been playing around with my fajita marinade, and the current version is here, on my recipe blog. (Yes--the recipe blog I haven't updated since I had the baby, 1 year ago. That is because I have not actually cooked since...I had the baby, 1 year ago.)

We're taking it slow around here.

Baby steps.