Not sure what's gotten into me this week, but our meals have been exceptionally
green. Maybe I
sensed the impending cold front in my bones noticed online that the weather was going to turn and wanted to grab some late-late-late summer harvest while I could. Maybe four weeks out from Meat Month I have finally had my fill of beige, carby things. (Contemplates pretzels, rejects this theory.) Maybe it's time for my last-minute veggie cram before my diet becomes 80% holiday cookies. At any rate, here are a couple of nice verdant dinners for you before I make pizza again tomorrow night.
First,
ginger-cilantro baked tilapia over couscous with broccoli and spinach. Man, I am just sticking it to the cilantro-avoidant among you
lately. Hey, maybe I'm gearing up for Halloween--does cilantro ward off chupacabras or something?
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| How about goats? Does it at least ward off goats? |
Then we have some
skillet-baked spiced eggs with spinach, yogurt, and spiced butter. Baking eggs is actually my least favorite approach, which means I only like baked eggs about five times as much as any other food, as opposed to twenty times as much.
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| Maybe seven times as much when you factor in spiced butter. |
Ivy continues to make friends wherever she goes.
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| Besties! |
I'm not sure what it means when a preschooler suddenly pulls a Babe Ruth during dinner, but it seems like trouble. I'm guessing that either the wall is getting a fresh coat of peanut butter or the
hallway ghost is back.
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| Not sure...which way to root here. |
Other things I'm keeping an eye on: this little planning committee. I don't think that short one is messing around.
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| Maybe they're writing a birthday card to PaPa? Happy birthday, PaPa! No, they're probably generating a list of non-spinach-containing dinner suggestions. |
