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Poppin’ Tires

My Bike

My ailing bike

Bruise

My bruised thigh

On Thursday when I was biking to work I realized that my back bike tire was going flat. Really, it was already flat. So, naturally my first instinct is to text my knight in shining armor, like he, on his way to work, could somehow help. When that got me nowhere fast I ran, uphill mind you, back home a half a mile. One thing I’m not very good at is wearing comfortable shoes. Fashionable, yes. Comfortable, no. As I ran home, my shoes were rubbing on my heels and decided they weren’t getting enough love and attention, so they started bleeding. However, I didn’t have any time for that – I had a train I had to catch! I threw (literally) my bike in the hallway, angry at the way she’d treated me that morning, and ran downstairs to hail a cab. I explained to the driver, who really didn’t know English, that he needed to get to the train station as fast as possible since I had a meeting with my boss that I would be late for if I didn’t make that train. He obliged, probably because he knew better than to make a sweaty woman with bloody feet angry.

On Friday my knight volunteered for me to take his bike. One thing I should explain to you is that the bike I’ve been riding is a 10 speed bike from the mid 90’s. I mean, it’s pretty nice if you’re not concerned about having many gears, having brakes, or any shock absorption. So, I was kind of pumped to take his bike. Maybe a little too pumped. I hopped on the bike when I got downstairs and proceeded to the end of our street, where there’s a stoplight. I squeezed the brakes to slow down and flew off the bike. It probably looked to passersby like I did a handspring off the front of my bike. I made a mental note that his brakes work. It wouldn’t be so bad if that was the only time I did it. About a mile later I forgot, like I tend to do, and came to a stoplight. This time I was a little more graceful and stayed on the bike, but you could tell by the pedestrian’s face in the cross-walk that he was concerned for both our lives.

Now none of this would be so bad if it weren’t for Monday. My knight bought a new tube for me over the weekend and fixed my tire. I was good to go again. So, picture this – it’s raining outside. Kind of a glum day. I get dressed in all my rain gear and take off on my newly inflated bike. I get about a half a mile from the train station, and I realize my back tire is flat. Again. And it’s raining. It’s so flat that the tire is starting to come off, so wheeling it is not a possibility, it has to be carried. And, I’m in a sketchy part of town where my bike will most likely be stolen if I leave it. Shit.

Bike Hole

The nail, the second time

I found a doughnut shop down the street that looked like it had been converted from a gas station. There was a pole in the middle of their parking lot, in front of the store. If my bike had any hope of making it out alive, this was it. People leaving doughnut shops are just really happy people because they now have a tasty treat to indulge in and happy people don’t steal bikes. I assured my bike she’d be ok. I locked it up and parted ways with it, promising to be back later that night. I then half walked, half ran to the train station, knowing I’d already missed my train. There was another train leaving 10 minutes later that takes an hour to get to my office, versus the normal 45 minutes. I got on the train and called my boss. Naturally, I had a meeting planned that I was going to be late for not only with my boss, but also my boss’s boss that I’m not sure really likes me. My boss volunteered to reschedule the meeting and I made it to work. (Note to self, stop planning morning meetings with anyone important.)

When I got off the train that night I walked to where I remembered parking my bike. There was a car parked in front of the pole, so you can imagine the build-up that ensued as I got closer, trying to see if my bike was there. I’m happy to say destiny brought my bike and I back together. I shed a little tear and promised to never leave her again…as I realized I had no idea how in the hell I was going to get home. Carrying it 2 miles uphill was not an option. I tried a couple of cabs, but none of them were able to fit my bike. I figured my only hope was to find a bus and see if they’d let me take it on. As luck would have it, the next bus that came had a bike rack on the front! I happily got on and enjoyed crazy-people-watching for the next 35 minutes it took the bus to take me two miles.

Pink -n- Stripes

My outfit yesterday was super basic…which may be easy for most people, but it’s still not for me. I got the idea from a pin where the person was wearing a pink blazer. Unfortunately I don’t have one in my closet, so I had to improvise. I have yellow flats to imitate her pop of color, but I decided I didn’t really like them and opted for color in my necklace instead.

Pink SweaterMy Pink Sweater

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cardigan: Lands End Canvas; Necklace: markets in China; Tee: Zara (this season); Belt: Express; Jeans: Levis (this season); Shoes: Lands End Canvas

Sweet Potato and Kale Chicken Patties

I decided last night that I wanted to try to make some sweet potato and kale chicken patties (Again, another recipe name that lists all the ingredients. I’d prefer to call them Sweet Baby Jesus Cakes) that I found on Pinterest and I think I’m in love. I will warn you, the recipe requires a lot of chopping. Thankfully we have a Pamper Chef chopper that neither of us could live without. However, I did learn the hard way that it doesn’t chop meat very well. Ok, so I was being super lazy! But, it was worth a shot, right? I did sacrifice my wrist for the chopper to not get melted. I may have been talking on the phone while I was cooking (and I’m sure my friend loved hearing the sound of me continually chopping). Well, when I was putting stuff into the frying pan that I’d just chopped I dropped the chopper. Knowing how beloved it is in our household, when I saw it was leaning again the pan I grabbed it. Well, in grabbing it I burned a crescent moon onto my hand. It’s basically a tattoo. Isn’t that the cool place to get tattoos now anyhow?

My latest tattoo. Notice my weird mole I have on my hand. I have a matching one on the other hand as well. I'm marked.

My war wound. Notice the weird mole I have on my hand. I have a matching one on the other hand as well. I’m marked.

As I was reading the instructions, literally as I was making it, I realized it was supposed to refrigerate for 4 hours or overnight. Whoops. To be honest, I didn’t really notice that not refrigerating it caused any troubles. I believe the recipe is a paleo recipe (I’m sure with a little research I could find out, but I”m being lazy) because it has you use coconut oil and coconut flour. Well, I’m not healthy enough to stock those sort of things, so I used cooking spray and regular flour. I will say that next time I’ll use olive oil instead of cooking spray, though, as it burned them a bit.

Another airhead moment I had was not realizing that you’re supposed to cook them, not bake them. For some reason when I read “large non-stick pan” I immediately thought of a cooking sheet and proceeded to put them on the sheet. Again, as I started reading the directions, I realized that it didn’t give a temperature to cook it at. Maybe a good sign that it doesn’t need to be baked. So, I greased up a frying pan and cooked them.

Like I said, they were super delicious. I wish we would have had some sort of topping for it. I think next time we’re going to make some remoulade sauce to put on it. And, I will admit we had a bit of an argument after dinner about who got to take the leftover patties to work for lunch today. Naturally I won. And he did dishes. Double win. (Plus, they tasted great for my lunch today.)

Ingredients:

  • 2 green onion, finely chopped
  • 1/2 medium sweet potato, peeled and cut into tiny little cubes
  • 2 1/2 cups kale, finely chopped (leaves only)
  • 1 pound skinless boneless chicken breasts, cut into chunks
  • 1/2 teaspoon sea salt
  • 1 garlic clove, minced
  • 1 teaspoon paprika
  • 1 teaspoon Dijon mustard
  • 1 tablespoon fresh rosemary, finely chopped
  • 1 egg
  • 2 tablespoons flour
  1. Heat a large skillet over medium high heat with 1 teaspoon olive oil or avocado oil (or bacon grease) add green onions and cook until tender, about 3 to 5 minutes.
  2. Add sweet potatoes and cook for 4 to 5 more minutes, until barely tender.  Add kale and cook until wilted, about 2 to 3 minutes.  Set aside.
  3. Add chicken to a food processor and process on pulse until ground.  Transfer meat to a large mixing bowl.  Add salt, garlic, paprika, Dijon mustard, rosemary, egg, flour, and sweet potato mix.  Mix together with hands until well combined.
  4. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 4 hours or even better overnight.
  5. Divide your chicken mixture into 6 to 7 even patties.
  6. Coat a large non-stick frying pan with olive oil to just coat the bottom (not a lot).  Add patties and cook until golden crust forms, about 5 to 6 minutes, then flip to the other side and cook until golden and cooked through.
Sweet Potatoes

Mixing the chopped sweet potatoes, kale, and green onions

Chicken Patties Done

Don’t they even look amazing?

Twain Quote

Rice Broccoli Chicken Cheese Bake

Last night I decided to try a recipe for Rice Broccoli Chicken Cheese Bake. (Essentially the name of the recipe is just listing all the food that’s in it.) I got the inspiration from a recipe on Pinterest and decided it sounded healthy and maybe kind of good since I’m starting to appreciate broccoli more. I should have known from the beginning it was bad news. I checked on the lady’s website and learned that she didn’t relist any of the measurements of the ingredients for it. Of course not. Why would you do that? And, I’m by the books, so I need to know the exact ounce and teaspoon for every item. Thankfully she’d posted a picture of where she took the recipe from. I was able to zoom in on it from my computer to read what it said.

All Pans

Multi-tasking

So, the first thing to know about me is that I like to multi-task. To the extreme. I read the recipe and saw all sorts of steps and decided I could just combine them and do them at the same time. Also, it called for Uncle Ben’s instant rice, which we didn’t have, so I decided to improvise. After arguing with my knight about how many boxes of Rice -A-Roni to add to equal the 17.6 ounces of Uncle Ben’s (he won…and was right), I started to make the 25 minute rice. While that was cooking, I decided to cook the chicken. Then boil the broccoli. It seemed to actually work well, except that the chicken was kind of cooled off by the time it was all finished. One thing I do wish I would have done differently was cut the broccoli and chicken into smaller pieces. I like to have my broccoli as small as possible to try to forget it’s there.

Broccoli Chicken

Before broiling

One of the mistakes I made was I missed the part about putting the broccoli, mustard, and cheese into the gravy-ish mix. So, I added it to the top. It ended up being a good thing I made that mistake because I followed it up with another mistake. So, the recipe calls for 3 tablespoons of mustard. I added dry mustard. Not wet mustard. When I realized that 3 tablespoons is literally an entire container of dry mustard…that I just poured into the dish. I somehow had a recollection that dry mustard isn’t the same as wet mustard and that it was a lot. I took the broccoli that was covered in mustard and stuck it under some running water to rinse it off. Whoops. I then reread the instructions and put the broccoli and scooped up the cheese to put into the mix. I then followed the instructions and broiled the casserole in the oven.

It actually tasted really good…until I ate a bite of broccoli that I hadn’t rinsed very well. I decided at that point one serving was enough for me. Good thing my knight loves mustard. And really, a cup and half a cheese isn’t that healthy. But, if there’s something green in there it’s automatically healthy. Or at least that’s what I tell myself.

Ingredients:

  • 2 (8.8 ounce) packages Uncle Ben’s Ready Rice
  • 1 ½ pounds chicken tenderloins
  • Salt and pepper
  • 4 tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1 onion chopped
  • ¼ cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 cup low-sodium chicken broth
  • ½ cup heavy cream
  • 1 ½ pounds broccoli, florets chopped, stems peeled and sliced thin crosswise
  • 3 tablespoons Dijon mustard
  • 1 ½ cups grated Parmesan cheese
  1. Adjust oven rack 5 inches from heating element and heat broiler. Cut slits in rice packets and microwave until hot, about 90 seconds. Remove rice from packets and spread evenly over bottom of broiler-safe baking dish.
  2. Pat chicken dry with paper towels and season with salt and pepper. Melt 1 tablespoon butter in large skillet over medium-high heat. Cook chicken until light golden brown and cooked through, about 3 minutes per side. Transfer to baking dish, arranging in single layer over rice.
  3. Add remaining butter and onion to empty skillet and cook until onion begins to brown, about 5 minutes. Stir in flour and cook until thoroughly incorporated, about 1 minute. Whisk in broth and cream and simmer until thickened, 3 to 5 minutes. Meanwhile, boil the broccoli, about 5 minutes. Drain broccoli.
  4. Stir mustard, 1 cup cheese, and broccoli into sauce in skillet. Season with salt and pepper, then pour broccoli sauce mixture over chicken and rice in baking dish. Sprinkle remaining cheese over top and broil until cheese is browned, 2 to 4 minutes. Serve.
Chicken Broccoli Done

The finished product

Minty Fresh

The latest edition to my wardrobe is a pair of mint green pants from Gap. And, I was super excited because they were in a size smaller than I normally wear. I decided to buy them in extra long because they’re skimmers. Granted, I love the idea of skimmers, but what if I want them as regular pants? Or if my ankles get cold? Now I can just roll them to make them into skimmers. So, that’s exactly what I did.

Well, I decided that it was necessary to find some inspiration for my outfit on Pinterest. I found a really cute outfit and modeled mine around it. You might notice this one has polka dots and mine doesn’t. Details, right?

Mint InspirationMint Pants

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sweater: Old Navy; Shirt: J.Crew Factory (this season); Jeans: Gap (this season); Shoes: Nine West

Commuting

Traffic

Everyday traffic in SF

Not everything in moving to San Francisco has been hunky-dory. One thing that has not been so great is the commute down to Mountain View. If you’re unfamiliar with the Bay Area, or just bad at geography like me, that means it’s 39 miles away. One way. I probably should have done more research on that before moving out.

I started out thinking I could just drive every day. If I left at 6:30 am it would take me about 45-50 minutes to get to the office. If I left at 3:00 pm I could be home in 60-80 minutes. If I left any later than either of those time, add at least a half an hour. Or if it rained. Or was foggy. Or a Wednesday. Or Thursday. Or Friday. Or if there was an accident.

Another option is taking the CalTrain. The train is 45 minutes if you take the Baby Bullet. Plus the time to get to the train station. And the time to get from the train station to the office. Oh, and then back again.

Public transportation to and from the train was an option. But, to get to the train station, it would take about 30 minutes. The light rail from the train station to the office is about 15 minutes.

Bike

My knight’s trusty steed. Mine’s in the shop…more on that later.

Another option would be to ride my trusty steed (aka my 10+ year old 10 speed bike with no brakes) to the train station, take it on the train with me, and then ride from the train station to the office. It’s only about 2 miles for each part of the trek and takes about 15 minutes. It’s about 2.5 hours round trip. (However, biking 2 miles in San Francisco really feels like at least 10 since we like to have hills everywhere. And, if we don’t have a hill, we just create an overpass so that you can work on climbing hills.)

But, that’s 2.5 hours of NO STRESS. Seriously. If you had an extra 2.5 hours a day how would you like to spend your time? I get an hour of working out a day. Then, for the 1.5 hours a day I’m on the train I journal or read or blog or talk to friends or Skype my precious family.

The only unfortunate part to biking every day is that my coworkers will never again see me wearing make-up or having my hair done. Although helmet hair is kind of flattering on me. Good thing I’m engaged to be engaged so I don’t have to worry about attracting other suitors.

It never gets easier. You just get better.

Don’t be afraid to give up the good and go for the great. – Steve Prefontaine

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Leaving Madison