As an adult, I haven’t experienced spring break in, well, 6 years. In fact, working for a university as a young person can be terrible, because so many people ask you what you’re doing for spring break, and every time you have to say, “Coming to work” when you know that twenty-somethings are flocking toward sunnier climes by the thousand. Oh, well.
So now it’s my turn.
The above picture was actually taken Saturday night, when I was baking cookies for a friend’s birthday. I haven’t made peanut-butter cookies in a while… let’s just say they were amazing. Chewy in the center, slightly crunchy on the outside. Over all I was quite pleased with them as gift quality.
What I actually ate for dinner wasn’t as exciting as cookies, but it was exciting in that I didn’t have to cook it! Our favorite Chinese takeout place in Ann Arbor is definitely Happy Wok, which was being absolutely dominated by the 12-year-old daughter of the owner when I called in. She ran that place like nobody’s business. I told her she rocked, and she was very pleased. Anyway, on to the main course:
Mongolian Beef and Crab Rangoon was definitely enough to feed two people plus one lunch. Sadly, boyfriend got to eat that lunch, but I was still thrilled with dinner.
Monday: Microwave Microbrew Wonderland
Notes: See that beer, there? Today was a very special day because I received BEER in the mail! My amazing brother got me a beer-of-the-month club membership for Christmas. As I said, he is great. Anyway, the first ones came today, and they looked like this:
Thanks, man! Review of the Hazelnut Porter: should be served after sitting out of the fridge for about 15 minutes to achieve the right temperature. Very smooth, though.
Tuesday: Lazy Schmazy
I was planning on making great food for dinner tonight. But then I didn’t. Because I’m lazy. So tonight we had Bertolli’s Chicken Parmagiana (or something like that) with a lot of frozen peas and some queso fresco sprinkled over the top. Actually pretty tasty. The peas were the best part. Maybe next time I’ll skip the bag and just have the peas!
Wednesday: Real food! Vegetarian food!
This falls under a category I will refer to as a “bake.” Fusilli and black beans and collard greens and red peppers and onions and CHEESE and, as usual, lots of chili powder and a little garlic.
Notes: This was great, and I’m sure you’ll be seeing another picture of it soon. That picture, however, probably won’t have any crispy greens on top because… umm… I ate them all.
Thursday: Looking Good
Tonight was not necessarily cooking storebought food out of laziness, but rather the fact that I bought ravioli at the store and it doesn’t last forever in the fridge. Anyway, the highlight of the evening was not the ravioli (which were goat cheese and sundried tomato flavored, and actually pretty solid). It was the fresh, bright, happy indicator of spring that is the year’s first batch of swiss chard. (Note: by first batch I mean Meijer’s first batch, not mine.) Gosh, swiss chard is amazing.
Slow’s, y’all. Slow’s is the truth. Everyone that comes to grad school or gets a job in Southeast Michigan eventually takes the trek to Detroit to experience this wonderful food. It cannot be described effectively in words, but the mountains of succulent slow-cooked meats and macaroni and cheese and green beans… yeah.
Don’t get me wrong. There are naysayers out there—Slow’s is only NEAR-universally loved. But those people are ridiculous. Even if you have to wait an hour and a half to get seated (a common occurrence any day of the week after 4:30pm), just go. Go there and eat. And then take home your leftovers. If you’re like me (i.e., you eat as much as a normal person), after you have completely stuffed yourself you will still have a substantial amount of happiness for lunch the next day:
We arrived at 2pm, meaning we actually got seated right away (definite anomaly), and got our food by 2:45. I guess I would consider this in the “late lunch” category of meals. The results of eating this much were two-fold: (1) I took a two-hour nap immediately upon returning home; and (2) I wasn’t hungry until 10. The next morning.
Saturday: Back for more
I told you it’d be back. The end of this week’s dinners is like a carnivore’s daydream. Leftover pulled pork and brisket and a little bit of Wednesday casserole made for a nice ending to a relatively stress-free food week. And a VERY full tummy.