three things thursday.

1. I can’t stand my food to touch. I’m well aware that it goes to the same place, but the idea of all my food smooshing together disgusts me. I’m the weirdo at dinner that has like 4 plates with 2 things each on them.
2. Since early this morning, all I can think about is *these*. I think I may need to make these for a fourth of July BBQ I’ve been invited to. But, *these* festive little babies also stole my heart too. Both?
3. Today, when I ordered my coconut iced coffee at Dunkin Donuts, the women working the drive-thru completely called me out. She asked where I had been, since I haven’t been there in a few days and in the middle of my order, she finished it for me. “Extra coconut, splenda, and skim milk, right?” she says. It's like she psychic. Kind of embarrassing that the people at Dunkin Donuts know me to a tee. They even make comments if I come in early/later than usual. I guess it could be worse. At least we're on good terms!
   

BEST NEWS ALL DAY: IT’S FRIDAY TOMORROW!!!!!!

wild woman.

I love to eat venison. I can't really hide it. Not only because most of the time we know EXACTLY where it came from, but because it has much less fat than traditional beef. I know there is a common stipulation that gives venison a bad name. I won't tell you it tastes like chicken, but I will tell you the first thing that comes to mind isn't Bambi. It's not game-y (if prepared correctly) and it has filled our bellies for FREE instead of having to purchase beef. I love to make spaghetti with it, or sausage. But, tonight I thought meatloaf would be a good idea since meatloaf sandwiches are equal to crack. WHY ARE THEY SO GOOD?!?! The only thing I would probably change is to mix some beef in (if it was available) just to make it this much thicker.

Recipe adapted (loosely) from *THIS* recipe

• 1 pound ground venison (I used ground venison sausage)
  
• 1 tablespoon brown sugar
• 1 egg, beaten
• 1 tablespoon Johnny's seasoning
• 1 tablespoon brown sugar
• 1/2 cup tomato sauce (I used marinara because that's what was left over in the fridge)
  
• 1/4 cup panko bread crumbs
• salt + pepper to taste
  

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Prepare your ground meat in a large mixing bowl.
Add dry ingredients (panko bread crumbs, brown sugar, and seasoning)







Then, the remaining wet ingredients.


Pat mixture into a 9x9-inch pan, or a loaf pan.
Bake in preheated oven to an internal temperature of 160 degrees F, about 40 minutes.
If desired, top with extra tomato sauce and/or cheese and bake an additional 10 minutes.

it's fishy, but right on time, it's fishyyyyy!

please sing that to the tune of Run DMC's "It's Tricky".

As promised, mainly to myself, today was fish stick day. I've had these delicious looking babies on the brain ALL DAY. I've always liked fish sticks and paired with french fries was a regular thing in my home growing up. Being from New England, we love our seafood. But you know who's not a fan of these gems? My dearest boyfriend. So, I usually give him fair warning when I plan to make something fishy so he can fend for himself. And the star girlfriend award goes to me!!!

I was so pleased with how these turned out. Considering I can destroy nearly any perfect recipe, I was glad I didn't turn this into another dinner disaster. They were perfect. Just crispy enough, with a moist flaky center. And ::gasp:: they didn't even need ketchup. But, it would have been a nice addition. I paired these with roasted red potatoes and my new love, roasted broccoli. YUM!!

As seen on How Sweet It Is

Healthy Homemade Fish Sticks

makes 12 fish sticks

3 tilapia filets (I’m sure you can use another fish too)

2 egg whites, beaten

1 1/2 cups panko bread crumbs

1/2 teaspoon sea salt

1/2 teaspoon pepper

1/4 cup parmesan cheese

Preheat oven to 450.

Lay a wire rack on a baking sheet and spray it with non-stick spray.

Cut the tilapia once down the middle, then in half, creating four “sticks.” Season with salt and pepper. In a bowl, beat the 2 egg whites. In a separate bowl, add the panko, salt, pepper and parmesan cheese. Dip each fish stick in egg whites, than in the panko mixture, pressing to adhere. Lay on the wire rack and spritz with olive oil.

Bake for 10 minutes, then flip and bake for 10 more minutes. Serve hot...


and devour!!!

ketchup love & 400m repeats.

I try to be a positive person. I really do. When I start thinking negatively, I immediately focus on something more positive and I really try to appreciate the things around me. But this is hard to do when you are racing around at 6:30am getting ready for class, and get ketchup all over your scrub top. If you're wondering who eats ketchup at 6:30am, the answer is me. And I'm trying to figure out how you could possibly eat eggs without it. You should know I only own 2 pairs of scrubs since I'm a broke frugal college student, I had to resort to digging my only other pair out of the dirty clothes. Which was lovely, since it's laundry day today and it was buried under layers of sweaty workout clothes.

THANK GOD FOR DOWNY WRINKLE RELEASE!!!

The greatest joy of the day was meeting Brittany at the gym for a serious running workout. 10 minute warm up & cool down with 8x400m 2:15 pace repeats. WE KILLED IT!!! I love having someone there to motivate me. :) Brittany, you rock!

Now, living the Janae life- - -at my parent's house doing laundry

AND eating their food. heck yes for free meals. :)

shakin' n' bakin'. plus uncle ben's 90 second brown rice, & brown sugar baby carrots. quite the gourmets we are.

Don't worry, tomorrow's meal will be a bit more sophisticated. I've had How Sweet It Is' fish sticks on the brain for days and I can't wait to make them!!

PS: Since you're all dying to know, I've found a new water bottle to love.

a cakey catastrophe.

After falling asleep last night at 9pm (yes, I realize I have the soul of an 80 year old woman) it was impossible to sleep past 7:30am. Not to mention, my stomach was growling like food had never entered my belly. I begged and pleaded with Logan to make pancakes but he wasn't budging. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands. He tried to coach me along but it was still a disaster. I think I'm going to keep making horrible cooking mistakes so he will just cook. He's so much better at it. Not only did I somehow screw up the pancake mixture, but I forgot to grease the griddle! In a complete panic, I tried to quickly scrap the batter off the grill to salvage it. Not the best idea I've ever had. I greased the griddle and desperately tried to save breakfast. I did make something, but I'm not sure you'd call these beauties pancakes.

They were dense, cakey, and gooey, but they did the trick. So no real complaints, I guess. I finally got my act together and went to the gym to practice my Body Attack release. It's amazing how much you can really get into it, even when you're alone. My extra loud coaching (aka screaming) during the Plyometric track even got the attention of passer-byers who I caught staring at me through the windows. Slightly embarrassing.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, until sheer terror consumed me. I realized I lost my favorite water bottle. Stupid, I know. But it's hard to find a water bottle large enough to carry your daily recommended 8 cups and I'm just too lazy busy to refill. Suddenly I recalled after leaving my parents house hearing a thud when I was driving down the road. I thought I just hit something, and I probably did. My WATER BOTTLE. It occurred to me I probably drove off with it on the roof but my curiosity that will likely kill me one day, made it impossible to not go look for it. And there it was, on the side of the road. I looked like hell for the cap but nothing. The only reason why I brought it home was because I was amazed it didn't bust after flying off the roof at at least 50mph.

*Note the tire marks* RIP water bottle. :(

In other news, Logan has decided to cook dinner, which means two things. Not only will we actually have something delicious to eat, but our closet apartment will make it another day without catching on fire.

PS: Please don't judge me for my horrible photography. I'm having technical difficulties with my camera, so my phone will just have to do for now. I'm working on it though, I promise!!!

first date.

Well, this is awkward. Pretty much like a first date. Since this is my *FIRST* post ever I feel like I should try to impress you. But I've got nothing. Plus, you should probably get to know someone first before you start revealing things... And that usually stands for behavior on the first date, as well. Haha. So let's just move on to something completely and totally random.




hi. bacon? i love you.