It’s ridiculously cold outside today–at least for Texas. I feel ashamed of myself sometimes when I realize how much my tolerance for cold has just gone to sh*t since I graduated. I grew up in Virginia, where we actually had real seasons and the bi-annual blizzard, then went to college in New York where it’s just f*cking cold. All the time. I guess it’s because Ross grew up in Florida and his biological need for heat and sunshine is contagious. Now when it dips below 40 I can’t even bring myself to leave the house.
OK, that’s not true…I did leave the house to go running, but I was bundled up like a friggin’ Eskimo. Not only did I look ridiculous but I got really hot about a mile in. Blurg.
We’ve got the half marathon in a week and I’ve got an APFT on Tuesday. Both ought to let me know just how well (or not) this whole “Primal Fitness”/Crossfit/Not Running A Million Miles All The Time is working out for me. It’s a big deal. My ego is at stake.
I was inspired by Jessica’s recipe…but I had no buffalo wing sauce and like everything else in my life I needed to make it more complicated than it had to be. Except that you can do it in the slow cooker, which is blessedly uncomplicated…like Ross…so I suppose this meal is like an edible version of us? Is that weird?
(Note: I made a lot because I wanted enough to last through a busy week…if you cut this recipe in half it’s probably enough for 2-4 people)
4lbs Chicken Breast or Thighs, cut into bite-sized chunks
6 c Chicken Stock
2 Small Onions, Sliced
1/2 c Grass-fed Butter or Coconut Oil
2 T Apple Cider Vingegar
6 oz Tomato Paste
2 T Hot Mustard
6 Garlic Cloves, chopped
1 t Black Pepper
1 t Sea Salt
1/2 t Cayenne Pepper (more if you want it hotter…I’m a wuss when it comes to spicy food)
1/2 t Cumin
1 t Chili Powder
1 t Dried Cilantro
Throw everything (YES! THROW IT!!) in a crock pot. Turn it on high. Cook for 4-5 hours. Serve with sour cream or a little Parmesan if you’re OK with the Dairy Thang.
Oh! Oh! Get excited…I’m about to do a couple posts and re-posts of Valentine’s Day-friendly meals and desserts. I also happen to have a killer Valentine’s Day dinner planned for us. Guys, you need to listen up…if you want to avoid shelling out a bajillion dollars for a gift, just trust me on this one…a homemade meal that doesn’t suck is so much better. At least to me. If you have a girlfriend or wife who would rather have jewelry than a gourmet meal, then clearly your priorities are a little f*cked up. Sorry. But for the rest of you, I’ll be at your disposal…stay tuned!