Saturday was a big day.
A big day indeed: thirty years ago, my parents raced to the hospital and met me en route.
How does that work? you think...
I was born in a car. At the end of a tunnel, at 3:30 in the morning in the middle of your typical Minnesota snow storm. Talk about a surprise!
So, I turned thirty. We celebrated like we were in our early twenties: dinner out, then live music. It was a delight, and I couldn't thank my family more.
I've been working on my meal plan, and am feeling like I need a break from all the "new" recipes. I love cooking, and experimenting in the kitchen. But, I'm just in a rut. Maybe because we still have a million inches of snow on the ground. Or the fact that March is typically the snowiest month of the year. Who knows. So my plan this week is full of old faithfuls.
Sunday: Basil Peppered Chicken and Roasted Vegetables
Monday: Dinner @ Mootzie and Pa's
Tuesday: Garlic Pepper Venison Steaks
Wednesday: Spaghetti and Meatballs (cheat night!)
Thursday: Chicken Stir Fry over "Rice"
Friday: Venison Breakfast Burgers
Saturday: Pad Thai