Dear loyal blog readers,
My apologies ahead of time, this is going to be one crazy semester! I just finished up day two of the fall semester and I’m already unravelling. Maybe not unravelling, but losing my daily habits. To start, getting home at 9:30 p.m. four nights a week is going to be a huge adjustment. I am usually in bed by 9:30 for goodness sake! And the most difficult adjustment so far is packing both lunch and dinner. Almost every night I cook a fresh, clean meal for myself, but now I have to be prepared the night prior so that I can throw it together in the morning. I have been so hungry these past two days; not enough packed to last me the 12+ hour days. Gah!
I have hardly spoken to Joe, poor thing has been trying to reach me but I’m either swamped at work, in class, or passed out the minute I walk in the door. But Thursday is our date night so that is keeping me going. Speaking of optimism, this weekend is the meeting about the house! I know I’m not suppose to mention it, so, I’ll leave out the details. And it’s a holiday weekend! I’ll be up at camp, on the boat, probably enjoying a few cold ones (after catching up on all my reading for my graduate courses, of course) and hopefully celebrating! But that’s it, my lips are sealed and won’t say a word… until Sunday!
My apartment is a mess, needs groceries and stinks, thank you Roscoe. I have this super rad cream colored shag rug that I have in my living room/dining room that makes the apartment feel cozy. However, Roscoe seems to think it’s a giant litter box. He poops on it, I take it to Joe’s, pressure wash it, etc… this has happened at least 5 or 6 times. I brought it home this past Sunday night- BAM! poop Monday morning. and Monday evening. and now Tuesday evening. Looks like this super rad shag rug is going to have to retire at Joe’s until I have a super rad place with more than four rooms that I can lock Roscoe out of. Hopefully sooner than later. Poor rug.
As promised, I will share one of my favorite recipes, one that I made Sunday evening and finished up tonight in class. Sloppy Janes. Joe kindly pointed out that they should be named Sloppy Jonas (not pronounced Jo-nas like the Jonas Brothers, but plural me) because of Sloppy Joes- you know, Joe & Jona. But I like the one syllable of Jane. So here you are. Enjoy.
- 1/2 yellow onion
- 1-2 red peppers
- 1 block firm tofu (of your favorite brand) ((I think it’s like 12oz?))
- 1/2 cup basmati rice
- 1 fresh tomato
- 1 cup water or broth of choice
- chili powder
- sea salt & pepper to taste
In a pan over medium heat, saute the onion and peppers in EVOO until slightly translucent. Add the block of tofu and let cook 3-4 minutes (make sure it doesn’t stick). Add the rice, the diced tomato, water and seasonings to taste. I like it on the spicy side, so about 1 tsp cumin, 2-3 of the chili powder (sometimes a little added cayenne pepper), and a dash of sea salt and regular pepper. I cover and let the mixture cook until the rice is cooked (I like mine slightly al dente). This typically takes 15-20 minutes over medium-low heat. You don’t really want to stir the mixture too much in the beginning because it’s rice! But toward the end, beware, the tofu/rice starts to stick. At this point, stir often. And just like that, you’ve got yourself a Sloppy Jane.
Of course it’s sloppy, like Joe, so you can have it plain but I like to have it on ezekiel buns topped with avocado. As you’ll find, I love avocado and put it on everything, but this meal is great with a topping of cilantro, more fresh tomato and avocado. And it’s vegan! (That is if you don’t use a meat broth and don’t add cheese, but sometimes a good cruelty-free cheddar freshly grated on top also adds some great flavor– that I usually can’t resist!) And it passes the boyfriend test- Joe kindly stated before trying the meal for the first time that he hates tofu- but he requests this meal all the time now! I think it’s the rice that disguises the soft texture of the tofu. Hope you all like it as much as I do, here’s a quick picture I snapped on Sunday before diving in.
On a more serious note, I HATE HATE HATE the dishes. If you love to do them, come on over. I’ll cook you dinner in exchange of you washing the dishes. Seriously. Consider my offer.