Friday, July 27, 2012

Foil Wrapped Salmon

I can’t even think of a witty story or anecdote to go along with this salmon. I think that’s because it’s nothing particularly special. It’s delicious! Don’t get me wrong, it is a tasty piece of fish. But it’s simple.

It’s the dinner I make for myself when my dad is working nights. He refuses to eat salmon and I refuse to make two separate dinners – so I save this meal for when it’s just me.

Normally I make this in the oven, but yesterday I tried it on the grill with great success.

Foil Wrapped Salmon
Serves: 4

2 - 8oz. filets of salmon, skin on

1 lemon, sliced, divided

1 TBSP Coconut oil (or butter)

Salt and pepper, to taste

Miscellaneous spices/herbs, to taste

Preheat grill over medium-high heat until internal temperature is between 350 – 375 degrees. Alternatively, preheat oven to 375 degrees.

Spray a large square of foil with olive oil spray. Lay salmon on foil, skin side down. Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and any additional spices or herbs (I use a seafood blend with sage, thyme, and rosemary, among others). Top with pat of coconut oil and lay lemon slices over filet. Wrap foil tightly around salmon to create a packet o’ fish. Repeat with other filet.

Grill (or bake) for 10 – 15 minutes, until fish is medium pink and flakes easily with a fork.

Peel off skin and serve with grilled or steamed veggies for a fast and healthy summer dinner! 

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Thursday Things

1)     I swung a 40 pound kettle bell during my workout today! Next up, 50. And then 70.

2)     I cannot, cannot, CANNOT get enough of avocados. I have been eating them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And as a snack too. I had never really had an avocado before this summer. How I went so long without them in my life is a mystery but there’s certainly no going back now.

3)     This smoothie recipe from Kristin has also become my go to post-workout refuel. It’s so tasty – and I never thought I would say that about something full of tofu.

4)     My sisters are gorgeous. I feel so lucky when I get to spend time with them. I lurve them.

5)     Am I the only one who gets cuts along the roof of my mouth after eating a BLT? It’s some kind of weird combination of the acid from the tomatoes and the roughness of the toast that just destroys the top of my mouth. Is that weird? Please tell me I’m not alone!

6)     Reason #583 I love my bakery job – I get to wear sweats to work! It’s only my boss and I in the kitchen that early in the morning and I don’t have to interact with customers (reason #584 I love that job) so sweats are totally kosher.

7)     Laundry.never.ends.

8)     I desperately want to go to Northern Michigan after looking at all of Jessica’s photos.

9)     Sunrises never get old. 

Monday, July 23, 2012

Chocolate Barbecue Sauce Cupcakes with Browned Butter Brown Sugar Frosting...and Honey Cream Cheese Frosting...and Barbecue Chocolate Ganache

I was shopping the other day. As I am prone to do. I was just browsing, looking for a few things for my apartment for next year. Walking into the briskly air-conditioned store, seeking a soap dish and refuge from the 90+ degree heat and the inevitable thigh sweat it brings (there’s a mental image no one needed), I was flabbergasted by the sight of fall and even winter d├ęcor lining the aisles.

I stood there, upper lip glistening with sweat, wondering how people could be preparing for the winter months already. Wasn’t it just the 4th of July a few weeks ago? Aren’t we in the throes of our umpteenth heat wave this year? Aren’t there still beaches to go to and tan lines to acquire?

And the kicker? Majority of the summer items were marked down by 50%, if not 75% or more! While that enabled me to nab an adorable plate for mere pennies, it did leave me with a sinking feeling that the seasons will change, no matter how hard I will them not too. August will follow July and leaves will change from green to gold. The thermometer will plummet from 97 to -17 and we will all be complaining about how cold it is instead of how hot it is (part of the human condition, I suppose).