I don’t cook often enough.
Megan concurs.
But back when I used to cook more often here a recipe I used to use often when I forgot it was my night to cook. It would be an excellent easy showing off recipe for a special friend.
You need:
A package of chicken milansa (real thin filets of chicken breast)
salt and pepper
1 – 1/2 cups of AP flour (for dredging)
olive oil
3 T butter
at LEAST 2 C mushrooms more is okay – this is jumped up peasant food stop being so persnickety
(oh and white button will do, baby portabella is better – buy pre-sliced don’t be a hero)
small jar of capers
26 OZ Chicken stock
3 cloves (or 3 T) garlic
fistful of shallots or a small yellow onion
a medium lemon
2 T Cornstarch
Half pound of pasta… I prefer small noodle for this…
Salt and pepper both sides of the chicken filets and dredge them in the flour.
Shake it off. You’re not deep frying them.
Big ol sauté pan or a fry pan with some sides to it.
Medium high heat, brown the chicken both sides in the butter AND olive oil… you’re looking for some caramelization so don’t get soft on me now.
You’ve cooked the chicken (this’ll be pretty quick) so get it out of the pan and set it aside.
Re-oil the pan and scrape up the lil bits that you charred onto the pan.
Toss in the garlic and onion/shallots and turn the whole thing down to medium.
Translusce the onions. The garlic’ll be fine.
Add the mushrooms.
The mushrooms are going to suck up all the liquid, don’t be afraid to add a little more oil.
Keep cooking down the mushrooms until the give the liquid back.
Add all of the stock.
Turn the heat back up to a simmer.
Add at LEAST 3 T of capers, I won’t tell if you dump the whole small bottle in
Zest the lemon and add the peel to the stock. Squeeze the lemon into the pan.
Simmer it down about 10 minutes. (Start the pasta)
Make a slurry of the cornstarch and add it until it reasonably thick (thanksgiving gravy thick… you’ll know)
Add the chicken BACK the pan and reheat it.
Half cup to a cup of pasta on a plate with two milansa filets and a whole bunch of sauce.
It was only a year ago.
We've since done 479 shows.
We slept 7 hours.
For the year.
And I took a little personal blogging break.
/break.
Theoretically married.
Definitely had fun.
More later.
5 hours.
It is a beautiful day.
It's a nice day for a white sage and ivory wedding.
This is easily my favorite show.
No pallor was harmed in the making of these photos.
Except the pallor of my legs and arms, because I forgot they had skin on them and did not protect them.

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- My mother is just a spectacular human being.
- It's easy to give into fear. Which is why the heroes never do. Obstinate pricks.
- I'm tired in my brain and in my bones.
- I've never been as smart as I thought I was. Now I'm not even as smart as I actually was.
- I want to eliminate sleep entirely from my life.
This is not open to debate... I just am.
This is just wonderful:

Nina Katchadourian is creating a series called Uninvited Collaborations.
These are od course uninvited colloaborations with nature.
The spiders, even in apparently abandoned webs, would cut her patches out of the web...
But please go click around her site... it's just... great.
Angels or Canadian Bacon
They're GREAT.
If you like vocal harmonies.
Nieldsie sorta folk on the pop edge.
That sorta thing.
And a sampler platter of Dala led off by a slobberknocking cover of Neil Young's Ohio
So when
Bacon Chocolate bar.
Mo's Bacon Bar: applewood smoked bacon + Alder wood smoked salt + deep milk chocolate, 41% cacao
Now you know what to put in my wedding stocking.
I mean, I wasn't in a bad mood, but it's just the absolute sweetest thing...
Don't order the Rib King Platter at the County Line unless you mean it.
There are no lies in that dish name.
Ribs. Check.
Very little in the way of sides to mess with the meat.
King. Check
As in you'd best be sitting at the head of the table when they bring out the:
Platter.
Really Really Big.
I am still full...
I only ate half.
And Octopus Cupcake!
I say it was an artists' interpretation of how much blue octopus can fit on a cupcake.
And Liz made me cupcakes!
And Manuel got me two new drafts of a play that opens in three weeks!
Sell to the customer in front of you not the last ten customers.
I worked at WalMart. I understand that it's easier to talk to the template customer. But you? YOU are not talking to the WalMart 3.59 for the good RF Connector customer.
I am getting a package of tuxes for my wedding.
Little keyword bingo for you there.
It's 2008. A groom may have an idea of what's going on with the wedding. Further? Listen to him. He may even really know what's going on with his brides' dress.
shop Tennesee!
This is my wedding band:

the water mark can bite me
Tungsten with a birch inlay.
The picture doesn't do it justice.
in just 7 short weeks I get to keep it :)
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Ran
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.
2. www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4: Combine all three elements in your photo editing software.
5: Share
First? watch your language.
Second?
Um. Cuz?
Mostly. Nothing personal is going on. I mean we're getting ready for the wedding but that's not really a story. Right? I mean that's just laundry lists of things that I'm mostly not handling.
The new show carries on apace. I am mostly not good yet. I mostly will be by the time we get there.
And I read a lot of feeds.
I ask questions like how in the world are any memetrackers (Like Readburner) supposed to be worth a damn if only early adopters ever use them? I can't get any sort of meme trackage for the theatre blogosphere because there's not enough volume to drown out even the cell phone kids never mind all media and tech.
And I watch Annie Hall quite a bit.
smooth in that Ingrid Michaelson, Aimee Mann sort of way.
Make a dozen mini doughnuts in 50 seconds
Filed under: New Products
The Dough-Nu- Matic is straight out of the Jetsons. According to the advertisement on Sky Mall, "The Dough-Nu-Matic automatically forms, fries and drains delectable mini-doughnuts in just 50 seconds!" It would be so fun to have piping hot doughnuts as toppers for my cupcakes. Why not put a doughnut on top of a cupcake? Everyone needs that extra fat! What about hot mini-doughnuts as a quick and un-nutritious after-school snack? Does anyone else want this product? Does anyone already own the Dough-Nu-Matic? I'd love to hear how well it works and what kinds of doughnuts you've made. [via Mix Mingle Glow]
The only thing keeping me from buying the Dough-Nu- Matic this very second is concern about storage space for another large kitchen appliance that would only get used a few times. Oh - and the $129.99 price tag.
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From old friend Benny Baldwin and Escape Pod Films
I can too talk about my feelings.
Why do I love him?
Velleity: Describes a mild desire, a wish or urge too slight to lead to action.
So. for instance, if you’re in bed at 11 p.m., like I was last night, and you’re KIND OF hungry, you KIND OF want to go downstairs and maybe pour yourself a bowl of Cocoa Puffs or something, but you don’t … that’s a velleity. Or if you hear that Royals manager Trey Hillman KIND of wants to have Ross Gload hit in the No. 3 spot, you hope that’s a velleity.</p>
Saul Williams!
On TeeVee!
For Nike!
I ain't afraid of you.
I'm just a victim of your fears.
You cower in your tower
praying that I'll disappear,
I got another plan,
one that requires me to stand.
On the stage
or in the street,
don't need no microphone or beat.
And when you hear this song,
if you ain't dead then sing along.
Bang and strum
to these here drums
til you get where you belong.
There's no selling out. As long as you are making the art you NEED to make there's only eating and not eating.
Today at Chick-Fil-A Smiley McGrins-a-lot who served me noted that "you are always happy!"
which means I'm in some nether universe where someone from the Happiest Restaurant on Earth has positive things to say about my mood.


