The Lazy Chef

More signs it’s marathon training season: it’s 9:30 on a Saturday night and I am already in my PJs. It is a gorgeous night in NYC, but I can barely keep my eyes open.

But not only did I run 9 miles and do yoga this morning, I ended up biking 6 miles– 3 miles up to Central Park and 3 back to hang out with some friends. I met them on the Great Lawn, and biking beat hopping on the subway or taking a super long walk up there.

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I had approximately two sips of champagne. I have no idea why I’m grinning like that. Also, that is not a gingham blanket/tablecloth we are sitting on. Those are actually my shorts, which hiked way up when I was riding up to the park and totally freaked me out that people were making fun of me. Which they probably were. Oops?


Also, please note my mad editing skillz that came out nowhere tonight. Check out the before below of this photo.

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As I rode back home, I caught this gorgeous sunset. (These last two pictures, by the way, are both iPhone pictures. It really can take some awesome shots in the right light.)


When I got home, I ripped into this thing of veggies from Trader Joe’s and stir-fried it with some chicken, sesame oil and soy sauce and threw it over whole wheat pasta.



I realized when I was cooking this that I’m not necessarily a bad chef, I’m just a boring and somewhat lazy one sometimes. Also, true story, I need to start paying attention the actual recipes more when I read blogs. I usually am way more interested in learning about the author’s life and personality than their food. But I’m starting to use Pinterest to pin recipes I like, and recipes from a Ms. Daily Garnish keep showing up there. She has a fancy culinary school background, but her meals are still relatively easy and healthy and pretty. I like pretty food. (Even if my own photos don’t always show that.)

I also like sleep. Good night.

5 comments on “The Lazy Chef

  1. Carol Blanchfield

    I like the gingham shorts, let’s get them in other colors

    How about a mother and daughter ride? I still have my bicycle in the garage,



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