Slumming It

I had grand plans this evening. The plan was to go get my haircut, then stop by Dierbergs for some odds and ends groceries, all before heading home to make my jalapeno cheeseburgers by blue apron. Well…what is it they say about the best-laid plans?  An issue at work made me late to get out of the office. I was planning on leaving right at 5:30, but I didn’t get out of the office, until closer six. It takes me right at about an hour to get home, but I went straight out to the haircut place. I drove past, and there were about 15 people waiting in line. I have never seen it so busy. Not sure why today of all days there would be that many people. So I parked my car and waited a few minutes and waited. A few more people walked in. Ugh.

I gave up on the haircut, and went straight to the grocery store. There were just a few things on my list. I got my groceries, spent way more money than I wanted to and headed home. I finally got home around 8pm. Ugh. I looked at the instructions for my meal, but I just couldn’t handle the 30+ minutes it was going to take to make. So instead I had mini corn dogs and some true moo.

Parmesan Crusted Steak

For my first Blue Apron meal, I decided to try something easy. Steak, potatoes, broccoli. Easy Peasy. Even I know how to make this.

Boil the potatoes, roast the broccoli. This should be easy. Step one cut the stems off the broccoli. Wait what? Why would you cut off the stems, that’s the best part. Especially when you are going to roast them. I left my stalks in place and roasted it as suggested at 450 degrees. I am really glad I kept the stalks on. When I pulled them out, the tops were kind of brownish.

After boiling the potatoes, they had me add something called labneh cheese. I had never heard of this cheese before but figured whatever. They also had me add a bunch of olive oil. Weird. Different, but ok.

Steak. Cook the steak on the stove. Done. Then apply this parmesan, plus panko, plus some orange seasoning stuff to the top of the steak. In general, I don’t usually go for breading on anything. Not on chicken, not on pork, not on fish, but I went against my better judgment and went ahead and breaded my steak.

Verdict.

The steak was small and grizzly. If I had a dog, I wouldn’t even feed this to him. The breadcrumbs…do you remember in grade school when someone would throw up and they would sprinkle some kind of orange stuff on it? I never knew why they did that. Why not just clean it up? Anyway, this is what I will forever assume that stuff tastes like. One bite and I brushed off the topping. Nasty.

The broccoli. It turned out ok. I am really glad I kept the stalks on there. The leafy part, the top, I don’t know what you call it, but it got a little overcooked in the oven. The stalks were really all that was edible.

The potatoes. The potatoes were ok. Kind of bland tasting. Maybe it’s just one of those things where if you know how to make something for real, any attempt that is less than real just falls short.

Portion Size

When I posted the above picture on facebook, someone immediately said, that looks like of small. And it was. I have a feeling this is made for those people that go to those super fancy city restaurants and get one bite main courses. As far as the Midwest is concerned, this was not two servings of food. After I forced down the steak and the “first portion” of broccoli and potatoes, I went back for the 2nd portion of broc and potatoes. I made one modification, I added some heavy whipping cream and some butter to the potatoes to bring them up to snuff. The other steak I threw away. It makes me sad to think I had to throw away steak.

What I would change

If I were making this from scratch, I’d use a nice fresh cut of flank steak. I wouldn’t bother cooking it in the oven. Instead, I would cook it in a cast iron skillet. I would top it with butter and garlic. For me, I think the only way to eat broccoli is to have it steamed. It should be not crunchy but not soft either. There is a happy medium in there. And finally, as far as the potatoes go, if you have to go mashed, you have to add butter and cream. Personally, when I’m eating steak, I much prefer a baked potato or some new potatoes.

Thoughts, questions, concerns. Feel free to leave them below. Somehow offended? Then this isn’t the blog for you. Move along.

Breaking out of ruts

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In my very first job out of college, for lunch every day for at least six months I ate ramen noodles. Not the nice big souper bowl ones, but the ones that come in the little styrofoam cup. Every day at lunchtime, I would walk into the break room and get a plastic spoon and fill up my electric kettle with water. At my desk, I would turn on the kettle and walk away. A few minutes later I would come back, open up the ramen noodle cup, add water up to the fill line, and lay the plastic spoon over the top of the paper lid to hold it in place. Two minutes later, super el cheapo lunch. Like I said this went on for months. One day, I picked up my freshly prepared lunch opened the lid and stuck the spoon in and sitting there looking at the noodles, I suddenly felt so sick. I threw the noodles away, and said, “I can’t eat this crap.” My coworker said something sarcastic, and I’m sure it was funny but I don’t remember what it was. Then I went out and picked up something else for lunch. I don’t think eating ramen every day for months on end made me insane, but on that last day, maybe if I had eaten it one more day it would have. I don’t know. That day was the end of a food rut. I wish it were my last.

Fast forward a few years, same company, different position, and I had gone through a number of different lunch ruts. There was the pizza roll/bagel bites rut, which admittedly I do still fall back into from time to time. There was the peanut butter and jelly rut. To this day I cannot eat grape jelly. There was the grilled chicken and broccoli rut. This one was probably the worst. I was trying to lose weight and be more paleo. I don’t even remember what paleo means. It totally backfired though cause the boredom of eating this every day would cause me to sneak candy or something else totally unhealthy in the afternoon.

It’s not just at work either. I struggle at home too. I can make a few things: buffalo chicken, though I call it orange chicken, spaghetti, pizza, eggs in several ways (fried with cheese, over easy, scrambled, hard-boiled), tacos, hot dogs, etc. I make a good taco soup and an occasional turkey stew. On the weekends for breakfast, I’ll either make an omelet, french toast, or pancakes.

I find myself in an all meal food rut. I am bored of the every morning smoothie. I am tired of the whatever I had the night before leftovers for lunch the next day thing. And I am super tired of the whatever I made for dinner thing. I am probably the worst person when it comes to leftovers. I almost never eat leftovers. I look at them, ultimately decide I don’t want that and throw it into the back of the fridge. The next time I see it, I am tossing it in its Tupperware straight into the trash cause it’s growing something new and I don’t even want to deal with it.

A couple of weeks ago, I was listening to one of my weekly podcasts and they had a $30 off coupon for something I have looked at before but had dismissed because it’s too expensive. But stuck in this mega food rut, I decided to give it a go. I’ll have to make the cost difference up somewhere else. So, I signed up for #BlueApron.

I signed up for the 2 meals a week plan. It’s supposed to be 2 servings in each meal. So, in theory, I could eat one serving for dinner and the other for lunch, but I am very unlikely to do this and really so far, the portion sizes to me don’t seem to really be big enough for two people. I’ve posted on facebook the pictures of the stuff I have made so far, and I have gotten a lot of questions. So I have made the decision to dust off this old blog and make individual posts for each meal. Maybe this will help me get out of the other rut I’ve been stuck in, which is coming home, making and eating dinner, and then watching Netflix or youtube until its bedtime. I don’t know how it will go, but we’ll see.

Incidentally, its now after 9 pm and I still haven’t made or picked up dinner. Why? Because nothing sounds good. Stupid rut.