Did I Just Get Sick Or Is That Broccoli Rabe In My Mouth?
A successful week, as you can see… no bikini pictures! Only 51 more weeks to go!
In the past week I’ve had more vegetables than probably in all of last year. I have been to the grocery store 3 times to refresh the crisper. The juicer and I are on a first name basis at this point.
“Good morning Amorfa.”
“Good morning Jamiroquai.”
While tossing in my morning vegetables and fruits I always have the same thought, “Why don’t I just eat this stuff?” I mean, some of it I do of course, but I think it is amazing how daring I am when it comes to juicing stuff vs. just eating new veggies. Since October I have been a subscriber to Emeals.com. It is awesome! For those of you like me who may not love cooking, planning weekly meal menus and making grocery store lists it is great! It’s $58 for a year subscription to dinner meals. (I subscribe to dinner meals only, but you can add on lunches and breakfasts too.) They plan the meals, recipes and grocery list for you. The only thing I have to do is double check the list to make sure I have the staples and head to the store! Such a time saver. Every week you get a new weekly meal plan. What I really like is that it has expanded our vegetable repertoire quite a bit. Who knew I would love roasted Parsnips! Yum!
So, in our adventures in Emeals, there have been a few recipes that weren’t fabulous, but really… most of the recipes have been good! I signed up for the Clean Eating Meal plan, so it is very low on processed foods. Occasionally you use a can of organic beans, tomatoes or broth. Other than that you are making unprocessed healthy meals. Oh! The other thing is that you can tailor your meal plan to your family size so, for my man and I, it’s nice to make a recipe that gives either just the one meal or enough for dinner the next night. Many times I have made a recipe that feeds an army and we either live on it for a week or I freeze part of it… which is really like sentencing food to the place where “The Thing” takes place and then throwing it out when it looks like “The Thing” got to it…
I digress… so last night we hit bit of a rough patch with Emeals. Last night was supposed to be Bacon Wrapped Scallops with Sauteed Broccoli Rabe. Sounded delicious. The bacon was uncured and as natural as bacon can get. The broccoli rabe looked wonderfully green, like something I would throw in the juicer and enjoy. The scallops left something to be desired. One thing about living in Colorado is that our seafood selection is not always the best… the scallops were a bit on the small side. I didn’t let the tiny scallops stop me from our great meal plan! I wrapped the bacon around the scallops and settled them into their pan and snipped the broccoli rabe into a beautiful green pile, rinsed it and threw it into another pan. Sauteing away I noticed the scallops were no longer bacon wrapped… they were more like scallops trying to escape the bacon and because the scallops weren’t very big the layers of bacon weren’t cooking anywhere near and fast as the scallops. After several rotations and a bit of frustration I realized this might be the first bust. Not necessarily Emeals fault, but our choice in small scallops. Looking in the pan the scallops looked like teeny-weenie brown crispy rocks surrounded by semi raw bacon. I should have taken a picture, but was a bit peeved at the time and instead they made their way to the trash can. I thought maybe I could salvage the evening with the sauteed broccoli rabe. Maybe serve it over some basamati rice with some other veggies? So never having tried broccoli rabe I expected it to taste similar to broccoli. Big mistake…huge!
As I gently forked over the sauteed green goodness I picked a beautiful piece out of the pan. I blew on it gently to cool it off and popped it into my mouth. I bit three times… I then involuntarily spit it out into the sink and began drooling profusely. I am a pretty tough cookie when it comes to trying new things, especially food. As I have my head over the sink I realize _why_ my mouth rejected this beautiful green vegetable… it tasted like throw-up!!!! Not to get too graphic here, but if you have read all of my past blog posts you know I am not one to skimp on details… so here goes… you know that flavor you have in your mouth after you have thrown-up… that’s what broccoli rabe tasted like going _into_ my my! No wonder my mouth rejected it with such instantaneous brute force and then made sure that I got it all out by making me drool over the sink for the next five minutes.
Meanwhile. back at the ranch… my hubby was laughing of course and shaking his head as if he knew better than to try out the vile weed… and into the trash the broccoli rabe went to join the tiny-raw-pig-in-a-blanket-scallop-rocks. Dinner failure!
Now, I know I am going to get messages from people who absolutely love broccoli rabe, just like when I took a stand on plain Greek yogurt! There isn’t a single thing someone could drizzle on it, saute it in, bake it on that would get me to put that bitter weed back into my mouth!
Here’s to a new week with more adventures in veggies!