I’m not saying much about it here because Vince is talking about it on his PFTR post on Sunday but he has agreed to diet with me. Most every time I go home from Missouri, I get home dead tired and, because there’s nothing thawed and I’m tired, and I think we just want to sit and talk, we end up going out to eat. I usually don’t even remember what I ate .. just get through it and go home and go to bed.
I told him we could go out tomorrow when I get home and he said no, he was grilling chicken for tonight and he was grilling extra and he would make a salad and we could have salads with sliced grilled chicken. At home!
I do not like thick, fat chicken breasts and I usually either cut them in half to make thinner breasts and pound them thin. I said to Vince “I don’t like . .” and before I could finish, he said “I cut them in half!” I didn’t know he even knew I did that!
That’s really just four breasts.
Here’s his dinner for tonight.
That looks like a pretty amazing dinner. I’d be happy with that and it’s probably pretty similar to what I’ll have when I get home tomorrow.
I have visions of Vince deciding to take over the cooking and me sitting and knitting all day every day! 🙂