After days and days of somewhat gluttonous behavior, I decided to hit the kitchen and try out some new kitchen gadgets and some newly pinned recipes, prepping a few meals, and sides, to force us to stay put and eat healthy for the week (or, at least for a few days!). Out came my newly awarded mandoline (thanks, Whirlpool!) and my new and improved immersion blender, and soon the kitchen was an enormous mess.
I was very excited to finally use my new immersion blender, and have it work!! (previous failed attempts = user error)
And even more excited to try out my new mandoline, which I received as a spot award at work for being generally awesome (ha! well, someone thought so enough to at least formally thank me). I sliced a ton of carrots, then some radishes...
The little holder works great with the radishes. Less so with the carrots. So..... I decided to forgo the holder. Went "ok" for a while - note the bandaid, from a mini slip (not pictured, where I sliced the tip of my fingernail off as well). But after slicing the radishes, I felt more confident, so I went back to free-form slicing for more carrots so I could finish up the taco pickles.
I slipped and sliced about half an inch deep into my right index finger, as well as just into my fingernail base (luckily I hit nail, which slowed me down). There is a wound crevasse. Ugh. Just thinking about it again makes my stomach turn. Puppies and kitties, puppies and kitties. Anyway, I was bleedy bleedy for a good hour and am I terrified to remove my band aids today and take a peek today (I've been showering with my bandaged finger wrapped in saran wrap!). Maybe tomorrow. Maybe. I've smacked it a few times today against stuff and it made me very ouch-facey.
Needless to say, I was in no position to make bean patties, so Brad came and helped me finish up that night's dinner. Love that guy.
I'm also pleased to report that I neither barfed nor passed out and was able to fully enjoy my dinner, however tricky it was to maneuver one-handed.
Party with havarti. On my burger.
FYI, the coleslaw was delicious. I've never ever liked coleslaw. Hated it, actually. But lately, I can't get enough. Weird.
On to today, it was finally time to bust out the carrot soup with spicy coconut milk....
This was actually just ok - I blame my decision to use light coconut milk (I know, I know). And it actually tasted better last night warm. It was super filling but light, though, and a perfect dinner with salad (could have used a good roll, too, though). Makes me want to try making gazpacho soon, though! Come on, tomato season! For now, rest.... hunt and peck style typing is zzzzz!