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I’ve seen snow twice and it’s barely the middle of November. It’s entirely possible I did not think this move to Indianapolis through.

The upside, of course, is that it’s soup season! I could easily eat soup for every meal (the husband will tell you it’s related to the fact that I’m constantly freezing). When I was living by myself, I would heat up a can of soup for dinner on the regular because it was crazy stupid easy. Now, however, I prefer to make soup from scratch. It still tends to be crazy stupid easy, but it drastically cuts down on the amount of sodium. And, as well all know, for someone who’s paranoid about her cholesterol and blood pressure at the age of 30, that’s a huge win in my book.


Nailed It/Failed It: Stuffed Pepper Soup


Nailed it. Both the husband and I thought this was really really good – and that’s saying something considering he wasn’t a huge fan of stuffed peppers the one time I¬† made them (I try not to torture him). I made this for dinner last night, brought leftovers for lunch, and since it’s yoga night, it’s entirely possible I’ll have this for dinner again tonight (I don’t cook on yoga night).

Send help.


Remember how I said soup tends to be crazy stupid easy? It’s even easier when you make it in the Crock Pot. I browned the turkey, tossed everything in the Crock Pot, and cooked it on low for 5 hours.

Also, as we were eating dinner last night, the husband suggested maybe using turkey sausage next time. I’d say there’s about a 239534% chance of that happening.



Original recipe from Skinnytaste.


You’ve heard of the 80/20 rule, right? Where you make solid food decisions 80% of the time and questionable ones the other 20%? I’m a pretty big fan of this rule because a) if you tell me I can’t have brownies ever again, I will eat an entire pan in 5 minutes and b) no one is capable of making solid food decisions all day, err day.

But every once in awhile, my 80/20 flips, and as I’m shoveling Andy’s into my face while wearing yoga pants because they’re the only thing that fit me right now, I think to myself, “Self, quit naming your food baby and pull it together.” Enter the Big Ass Salad.

Salmon SaladVerdict

You know how the best salads are always made by someone else? This salad defies that rule. Seriously. I’m kind of a salad snob – as in I really only like “high end” restaurant quality salads. So if I blew my own mind with this beast, I think it’s safe to say this is a keeper.


Basically you look around your fridge and randomly throw things on a bunch of greens.

For this one, I used a baby greens mix, olives, feta, roasted broccoli, roasted grape tomatoes, and baked salmon. (The salmon, broccoli, and tomatoes were all roasted together and sprinkled with Mediterranean seasoning and olive oil.) I’ve also been known to throw leftover grilled zucchini in with this.

I didn’t use dressing since there was enough “good stuff” to balance out all the greens, but I think a vinaigrette would be rather amazing.

On Sunday, the husband and I took the front yard from this:


to this:


Yes, we dug up the grass and planted half of what Lowes has to offer in one day. Why? Because we’re hardcore. Or idiots. Your call really. Either way, I’d say it’s pretty obvious neither of us had done a project like this before and didn’t realize just how long of a day it would be. But before we got started, I had a stroke of brilliance and realized the last thing I would want to do after spending all day digging up the yard is cook. Yet I also suspected we’d be ravenous. Thus I enlisted my good friend the Crock Pot (I’d say best friend but Advil’s holding that title).


Nailed It/Failed It: Slow Cooker Chicken Black Bean Tacos


Nailed it. These were everything I ever wanted on Sunday – easy and delicious. And yes, I realize it’s a real crap photo but I had just spent 7 hours in the yard and barely had the strength to hit the turn signal in my car. So basically what I’m saying is. . .you can deal.


I cooked it on low for 5 hours, skipped the slaw, and served them on tortillas topped with cheese and guac.




Original recipe from Skinnytaste.

Every once in awhile, the husband and I run through the list of things he will and will not eat. It normally happens after I do things like threaten to make ham for Easter or tell him I used mayo (both at the top of the Will Not Eat list). This latest listing led to the revelation that the husband is a huge fan of chicken cordon bleu. After the shock wore off, I spent a solid 20 minutes harassing him about his ham hypocrisy and then got excited about the prospect of bringing chicken cordon bleu into our lives. Really excited. Overly excited if I’m being completely honest.

For awhile now, I’ve been pinning chicken cordon bleu recipes, knowing full well I’d most likely never actually make it due to the ham hatred. But I couldn’t help myself – I’d see it and pin it, Pavlov style. So when it came to choosing which recipe to replicate, there was obviously only one way to settle it – whichever one I stumbled upon first.


Nailed It/Failed It: Skinny Chicken Cordon Bleu


Nailed it. Stunning, isn’t it? I know I blew my mind with my impressive chicken rolling skills. Just kidding. It looks like a hot mess. But it was delicious so I don’t even care. I’d even serve it to company looking like this because sometimes taste trumps presentation. Who am I kidding? Taste always trumps presentation in my kitchen.


I used thinly sliced chicken rather than slicing the breasts myself since I’m not what you’d call majestic with a knife. I also added some Panko to the breadcrumb mixture, used tacon instead of ham, and did, indeed, rock the toothpicks. The tacon was partially because I had it already and partially because I’m still skeptical of the husband being down with “real” chicken cordon bleu. In fact, we actually renamed it Chicken Cordon Boo. (We’re obnoxious and call each other boo – we were even pronounced “husband and wife and boos for life” at our wedding. I know.)




Original recipe from Skinnytaste.

One of my New Year’s Resolutions is to cut back on the desserts. It’s obviously going well.

And by “going well” I mean I’m totally not fighting myself daily. Nor am I giving in to my husband’s suggestions of going to get ice cream. And buying Girl Scout cookies is so not happening. Nope. I’m just cruisin’ along, ignoring sugar in all its various forms. I’m not even thinking twice about it.

Because spending all day thinking about how I already have all the ingredients for peanut butter swirl brownies would be ridiculous.

Nailed It/Failed It: Skinny Peanut Butter Swirl Fudge Brownies


Eh. A resounding endorsement, I know. These were definitely¬† more cake like than brownie like. And a dryish cake at that. I didn’t hate them, but I didn’t love them. The husband, however, was a huge fan.


You may have noticed I haven’t directed you back to Pinterest yet. That’s because this was actually a combination of two pins I saw – Skinny Fudge Brownies and Peanut Butter Swirl Brownies. I was mostly interested in the peanut butter swirl version but didn’t want to use a box mix. Enter the skinny version.

I used the Skinny Fudge Brownie recipe, swirled in melted peanut butter, and baked it in my pretend 8×8 pan (I don’t know what the dimensions of this pan are, and I’m too lazy to measure it).

Original recipes from Life on Food and Lose Weight by Eating.

Two dollars a waffle. Two. Dollars. That’s what I’ve been paying for the last 3ish years to support the husband’s breakfast habit. The saddest part about this is that it took me not being able to find his beloved Kashi waffles to figure this out – and to decide that I could, in fact, sacrifice 20 minutes out of my Sunday to make him a batch of waffles for the week. Wife of the year right here.

Eat Yourself Skinny: Whole Wheat Banana Waffles(pinned here)

Nailed It/Failed It Whole Wheat Banana Waffles


Nailed it. The husband told me he actually prefers these because they keep him full longer. Ahhh the magical powers of real food.

These aren’t sweet so I wouldn’t recommend eating them plain, but when topped with peanut butter or maple syrup, they are delectable.


I used real sugar instead of Stevia.




Original recipe from Eat Yourself Skinny.

Once upon a not so distant time, the husband and I were discussing how, when we were kids, as far as we were concerned, Olive Garden was the classiest restaurant. They had cloth napkins and everything! And for years, we were convinced the OG is where you go when you want good Italian.

Then one night, we decided to have dinner at the OG. And we were both rather disappointed. (Except for the salad and breadsticks. Do they put crack in those things because I can. not. stop.) I don’t know if it was an off night, the particular OG we were at, or the fact that nothing lives up to the childhood hype, but we both walked out of there thinking I could do better – and cheaper – at home. (Seriously. The husband says stuff like, “You could probably make this better” all the time. It’s half flattering and half “I’m sorry – did I step into a time warp?”.)

Skinnytaste: Baked Chicken Parmesan(pinned here)

Nailed It/Failed It: Baked Chicken Parmesan


Nailed it. To be fair, I’ve never had Chicken Parmesan at the OG, but I like to imagine mine’s better (it’s not fried, so it’s at least better for you). So does the husband. It actually led into a conversation about how once you start cooking regularly, you get more and more disappointed any time you go to a restaurant. Unless, of course, it’s one of those restaurants where lobster’s the cheapest thing on the menu. . .which is why we rarely go out to dinner.






Original recipe from Skinnytaste.