While at the grocery store with my boyfriend we bumped into one of his buddies. Boyfriend told me he’d meet up with me later, so I continued to finish up the remainder of the shopping and came to find him once I was done. Once he had finished talking we made one more stop in an aisle and that’s when he starts to chuckle. “What’s funny?” I ask and he tells me that his friend asked him if I was pregnant. We laughed about this, since I knew I wasn’t, but it was more of an external epiphany. That moment when somebody has pointed out the fact that my pants have gotten snug and my activity level has decreased in the last few months. And as much as I love my ice cream and cake and cookies, I needed to do something soon before winter came and I tried to used that as my excuse for not doing anything.
As of today I’m starting a clean-eating habit, and this time I need to quit skimping. My mum bought me a food scale last week and I look forward to using it. I’ll be logging my items more thoroughly into Myfitnesspal and keeping track of my calories. I won’t be eating my exercise calories back and I’ll upping my water and green tea intake.
On another note, I make boyfriend a different meal every week for his lunch. Yesterday when I asked what he wanted he said he was craving something “African”. Of course, he being African this wouldn’t surprise me any. I had started combining my use of Pinterest, with my vast collection of recipes, and ChefTap to organize them as I want them to be found on the Galaxy Tablet, so when I pulled up some ideas for African or rice-like recipes, he spotted I had a nice traditional meal called Jollof. In this case it was a baked jollof, of course the last time I attempted to make this with a different recipe it turned out terrible. But as usual, he says “Good luck!” and goes on his merry way to do what ever he needed to get done. Here’s the recipe from The Whinery This recipe was actually really easy! And I only tweaked it a little. Earlier I had marinaded some beef cubes and after a few hours I boiled them. I made the jollof concoction and while it was in the oven I cut the cubes into smaller pieces. Once the jollof was ready I noticed the rice was “too soft”, so that was my chance to add the cubed cubes, stir the rice about and pop the rice back into the oven without a cover, lower the temperature on the oven and for about 10 minutes I let the rice cook more. After 10 minutes I stirred the rice around and put the rice back in the oven to allow for more “drying”, I had turned the temperature on the oven down to the lowest point and just left it there.
When boyfriend came home he was excited that the apartment smelled so good. Before he even tasted it it knew that I did it properly. I was excited that I managed to make and “so-called” difficult meal with such ease. I would highly recommend this recipe to anybody looking to try something new, and as for dessert I used the recipe from Follow the Fruit Fly: Upside Down Fruit Cake.