I thought it was time we lighten things up around here. Plus I’m out of recipes and already broke my big news so my ramblings is what you’re going to get. The main thing I am thinking about these days is 4:30 PM on Friday December 20th when the internal happy dance I’ve been experiencing these past few weeks becomes a real one…straight out of my office. FREEDOM. Until then, here is the non-sense happening in my mind:
1. I played around with the muscle ropes at the gym yesterday. And now I can’t move my arms. I’m typing like a dinosaur right now. How I ever did this rope burn workout is beyond me.
2. Since we’ve already established my impeccable taste in music, I thought I’d share another goodie with you. Something to know about me, I have a playlist for every single month since June 2006. I can basically relive my life through music over the past 7.5 years. We have the John Mayer phase of Summer 2006, the emo phase of Fall 2009 and the makes-my-ears-bleed-now dubstep phase of Spring 2011. Today I’m taking you back to Kanye West phase #1 (phase #2 was this past July). This song never gets old.
4. I made this recipe 4 months ago but never posted it because I couldn’t think of a name. I think something along the lines of Sweet Potato and Smoked Salmon Crostinis would be accurate but they’re so much more than that. Besides the fact that I can’t settle on a name, I apparently also forgot to write down the recipe. This is extremely depressing because they were amazing and cause I am way too lazy to try making them again. Instead I’m going to ballpark but take no credit if they taste less than stellar. The recipe involves slicing a sweet potato thinly and baking it in a 425 degree oven for about 25 minutes (flipping halfway through) then topping them with a mixture of 1/2 cup greek yogurt, 1/2 an avocado, 1/2 lemon squeezed and 1 tsp of dried dill. Then the smoked salmon. Good luck!
5. I’ll leave you with this. Something I will miss about my job is walking past this everyday. I work at a Children’s Hospital which makes everything about this so wrong. Parents, please dump your sick child in the trash on the way in. WHY?!?!
Have you ever heard of Made in Chelsea? Do you ever forget to write down a recipe?