Fudge you guys. My third cookbook is almost due! I’m so damn excited for it!!! No seriously. I get sweaty palms just thinking about it. Imagine what I’m like on book tour. I sweat everywhere. Anyone I met on my last book tour knows I’m a clam mess. Gross.
There’s a guy in front of me at the coffee shop, chewing on a cigar. Or what I believe is a cigar. It’s that or a stick of poo. So I’m going with a cigar so I can finish my paleo muffin. Is chewing on a cigar normal behavior? He also has a multi-colored pen that he is using continuously to write in his book, along with a hairbrush and 2 packs of gum sitting on the table. No coffee. No afternoon treat. Just a spit-lathened cigar and a hair brush. Interesting human. Especially since he doesn’t have enough hair to need a hairbrush RIGHT NOW. Maybe morning, but not right now. No sir. Sh*t, he knows I’m talking about him. Abort, ABORT.
Damnit, he’s spitting into a cup now. This people watching is just too easy at this point. Must. Peel. Eyes. Away.
You know what I can’t seem to peel my eyes away from? 50 Shades of Grey. The book. Not the movie. I’m only planning on seeing the rated X movie. Screw the theatre version! No pun intended. Haha, I’m clever. But seriously, I LOVE this book. Sure, a crazy sex story is all fun, but the love story is the best part. It’s like Twilight all over again. Oh and stop hating me for liking Twilight, you angry fool. I’m just a sucker for love stories. But while I’m reading this book, I do wonder how the author has thought up some of these situations. I’ve had to research what some of the words even are in this book. Like, did she go to sex stores and just say “Hey, that looks fun. I’ll write about that!” or did she interview people or did she just do the research herself? I would really like to know. I guess that’s what google is for, but shut up, I’m reading.
Also something I need to look up on google: fleek. What the hell does that word mean? I read it in a group text the other day and should have just asked right then, but that would just be embarrassing. I’m trying to stay hip with the times and fleek seems very hip. Please tell me.
Ok, last topic. I’m so pumped. My gym, CrossFit Broadway, just rented out a space above our gym to do more boot camp style workouts. Since not everyone loves CrossFit and some people aren’t a fan of lifting weights all the time, we wanted to spice it up a little bit with a different style. And I am personally SUPER EXCITED. As I do CrossFit over the years and keep re-figuring out what works for my body, I am in a time that I like to stick more with lighter workouts. By no means do I want to stop lifting weights, but I do love to do lighter and faster workouts sometimes. Meaning most of the time. This is so exciting. If you live in Colorado, you have to check it out. Exercise is the best.
AHHHHHHH!!! The guy just peeled something off of his face and wiped it on his book. This is the worst day ever.
- 2 pound boneless, skinless chicken thighs
- 2 teaspoons fine sea salt
- ⅓ cup olive oil
- ⅓ cup lemon juice (juice of 2 lemons)
- 3 tablespoons honey
- 2 tablespoons dijon mustard
- ⅛ teaspoon black pepper
- ¼ teaspoon red pepper flakes
- 4-5 rosemary sprigs
- spinach, to garnish
- chopped fresh parsley, to garnish
- Preheat oven to 450 degrees.
- Sprinkle salt on top of all chicken thighs. Arrange chicken thighs in an 8x8 baking sheet.
- Whisk together olive oil, lemon juice, honey, mustard, pepper and red pepper flakes. Pour mixture on top of chicken, pressing the chicken down into the mixture to cover as much as possible.
- Press rosemary sprigs in the dish throughout.
- Bake for 25 minutes or until no pink remains in chicken.
- Eat with some spinach or arugula. Garnish with fresh parsley.