Thursday, April 10, 2014

Low Carb Chicken and Waffles

Last summer I had a lovely brunch at a local restaurant. It was the first time I had ever had Chicken and Waffles.  The version I had included country gravy and maple syrup. I have been trying to low carb them ever since.

Chicken and Waffles with Country Gravy and Sugar Free Maple Syrup

A picture without the gravy so you can see what they actually look like.

I am still perfecting my country gravy today I will supply the recipes for the waffles and fried chicken.

1 cup almond flour (or whatever nut flour you have on hand)
1/2 cup vanilla protein powder (you can also use unflavored. It's what I had on hand.)
2 1/2 Tbsp. coconut flour
2 Tbsp. water
4 eggs
6 oz. greek unflavored yogurt
3 tbsp. coconut oil

1. Preheat your waffle iron to a medium setting.
2. Mix together your dry ingredients.
3. Add all wet ingredients to combined dry ingredients and stir. (I just use a whisk.)
4. Place a scant 1/4 cup of batter into each waffle section of your waffle maker.
5. Cook for 4 mins. (Or whatever works on your appliance.)

Each triangle comes in at about 4 net carbs.

Fried Chicken
4 boneless skinless chicken breasts (pounded thin)
Coconut Oil (how much depends on the size of your frying pan. There should be enough to cover your chicken breast halfway up.)
2 eggs
2 Tbsp. water
1/4 cup coconut flour (you can also use almond flour)
1/4 cup grated parmesan
1 tsp. McCormick Rotisserie Chicken Seasoning (If you don't have this, use garlic, black pepper, salt and paprika to your taste.)

1. Melt coconut oil in frying pan on medium heat.

(In containers big enough to coat your chicken in)
2. Beat eggs and water in one container.
3. Combine flour, parm and spices in another container.
4. Dredge your chicken in the egg bath.
5. Dredge your chicken in the flour and parmesan mixture.
6. Fry your chicken in the coconut oil. Flipping after about 4 mins. or coating turns golden. (Be gentle when flipping.)

Net carbs for the chicken: 3

Yes you could bake these. I would suggest spraying olive oil on them though so they crisp up in the oven.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Back to that Psychic Reading

I was conversing with a friend over the weekend about my ideal know the one my psychic says will materialize in the next 5 months.

We were talking about the quality of knowing someone that is calming to be around because they are grounded.
Me: Don't you know someone like that?
Her: Actually I do, you.
We laughed.
Her: When have you ever felt that?

Honestly I haven't felt that since college. Oh Massage Man...sometimes I really miss you.

I think this caused a dream I woke up to this morning.
Massage Man was checking on me to make sure I was all right. He started massaging my wrist, and that weird feeling of peace I used to get when I was around him was alive in my dream.

Then my alarm went off.

Thanks for checking on me Massage Man...wherever you are.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Barfly conundrum of the weekend....

I get my friend and her boy of choice home safely from a night of birthday imbibing....While she is away in the loo...He looks at me & says... "You are a really awesome person."...I reply ...why yes. yes i am...Then he says." I bet you want to kiss me right now." I said no. Actually i don't. 

I mean really, if I'm such an awesome person... Then probably I don't want to make out with the guy my friend is interested in. And people wonder why I'm still single.

I hate when people try to make me small to suit their own agenda.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Where do I even start?

I have been hesitant to write anything terribly personal. There are a lot of what-ifs with blogging consequences.  What if I'm being honest about how I'm feeling about personal things that are going on in my life...and the people that might be a part of that read this and figure out its about them...and then I get sued for...something? (Or someone thinks I'm writing about them...but I'm not.) What if I'm having a crap day at work...or a crap financial life...and my boss finds this and they put two and two together and then I don't have a job? I guess we'll cross those bridges if we get there. Apparently I need a creative outlet.

At least that's what the psychic I just got a reading from told me. She told me I shouldn't be ignoring all my muses. She told me I needed to be writing about how I feel and that my writing will help those reading it. Which is funny...because I had been thinking about posting on those topics. I just wasn't sure anyone would really want to read it. I mean...this was supposed to be about low carb food.

Why have I let my muses go silent? Money. Well the lack of money. Cooking low carb ain't always cheap. Designing jewelry requires gems and metals. (Oddly the universe has been delivering I just need to wait for the metals to show up.) Selling all the stuff I would craft, requires venues in which to sell them...All of which require cash.

So how am I feeling? Kind of like a failure at life sort of. I mean...I'm a nice person and all...but being 39, single, broke and stuck...I am not where I thought I would be at this point in my life. No kids, no lover, no retirement savings, never been able to afford a real vacation. Don't own a home. Drive a super old car. Pretty much my life looks like a big scary mess that will not get better with time. How's that for pessimism?

Why so glum? I suppose here's a juicy-ish bit. I was dating someone late summer. We will call him Houdini. It didn't work out. He just stopped calling and texting. Then one day he posted on social media he had found employ out of state. We got back in touch and decided we could be friends. Life went on. I was just barely starting to dip my toe back into the dating pool when Houdini decided he wanted to be my boyfriend again. So I put the brakes on the dating pool and devoted my attention to Houdini. He didn't know what to get his child for the holidays. I picked up a few things, wrapped and labeled them from Santa and Dad. Spent Christmas together. Spent New Year's together. Then he Houdini-ed again. Didn't pay me back for the presents. (Yes, he said he would.) No calls, no texts. Stopped posting on social media for a week. I really thought he might be dead. Nope. Just a coward. Still haven't heard from him. He did post something on social media about being bored at work. So...he's alive and well and lame.

It makes me seriously question my own ability to attract a healthy relationship. If the universe is my mirror, how scared am I to be in a relationship, that I keep getting guys like that? Pretty freakin' scared.

Luckily I'm one of those people that forces myself to do things..even when they are scary. If I didn't, I might miss something really love. One more frog down.