Baked Eggplant Melt

After a massive lunch yesterday (I ate four of those chicken cutlets!), I felt like eating something light for dinner so I decided to try this Baked Eggplant Melt recipe from Sobeys. It was simple yet tasty, the perfect meal for a lazy Sunday evening. To make: preheat the oven to 425 degrees. Cut up some eggplant (3 slices per sandwich), dip slices in egg and coat them with breadcrumbs (1/2 cup for four sandwiches), parmesan cheese (1 tablespoon), basil (4 teaspoons) and salt (1/2 teaspoon). Place slices on a baking sheet and drizzle with 4 teaspoons of olive oil. If you’ve done it right, it should look like this:

Bake for fifteen minutes. When finished, place three eggplant slices on top of toast. Top with one tablespoon of tomato sauce and one slice of mozzarella cheese. Put back in the oven for about two minutes, or until the cheese has melted.

The final product is supposed to look like this:

This is what mine looked like:

Clearly, I still have much to learn when it comes to artfully presenting and photographing food. While I’m an amateur photographer at best, I am still a badass cook and this tasted as good as the first picture looks!

The Couple That Pumps Together…

This morning, I convinced Josh to come with me to my Body Pump class. He wasn’t too keen on the idea for a couple of reasons. First, he’s not a morning person at all, one of the few areas in which we are totally incompatible (I’m usually up by 7 whereas he struggles to wake before noon on weekends).  Suffice to say, the idea of waking up at 9am on a Sunday morning did not appeal to him.

Second, group exercise isn’t really his thing. For him, exercise involves lifting free weights on his own or playing sports with friends. He was also worried he’d be the only guy in the class (I suspect he was under the impression that Body Pump is some kind of watered down strength workout for girls, since he suggested we do some free weights together after the class). Not only were there other guys there, but the instructor turned out to be male (and a rather large one at that).

Well, after an hour of squatting, pressing, curling, lifting and lunging, Josh was ready to admit that Body Pump is a tough workout and he has a newfound respect for my level of fitness. By the end of it, he was beat and had no interest in the post-Pump strength session he had proposed earlier.

After the gym, I went to my grandpa’s house where my sister prepared a yummy lunch of breaded chicken cutlets with sweet peppers and roasted tomato sauce, a side of mashed potatoes, followed by salad and fruit. I spent the rest of the afternoon doing some editing and am now contemplating what to eat for dinner.

The chef (and her loyal assistant)

Shaking it up on a Saturday

Over the past few months, I’ve fallen into a pretty predictable Saturday morning routine – wake up at seven, eat the usual power breakfast of peanut butter and banana on toast with a glass of skim milk, get to the gym for 9:15, work out for an hour, and do my weekly grocery shop.  

This Saturday, however, the instructor who normally teaches my weekend classes is away on vacation so I decided to shake things up a bit. Instead of doing my usual 9:15 workout at the women’s gym, I drove a little farther to the co-ed gym where I did an 11am Body Attack class. I’ve done Body Attack many times, but this felt different for a couple of reasons:

  1. There were boys there! Seriously, I’m not used to having men present during my exercise classes; I think it makes me more competitive.
  2. I’m used to seeing the same faces at most of my classes; while I recognized a few women from my regular gym, I’d never seen most of the other participants before. They were much more energetic than my usual group of Attackers.
  3. The instructor chose a release I’d never done before with lots of nineties dance music. How can you not get psyched about nineties dance music? 
  4. Different location, different day, different time, different instructor - it’s weird how changing these variables can change your entire workout.

On account of the sunshine and the post-exercise endorphins, I was in a great mood driving home from the gym – we’re talking windows rolled down, singing at the top of my lungs good mood. When I got home, I had my go-to lunch for when I’m in a rush (okay, I wasn’t exactly in a rush, I was just starving after my workout!) – chicken quesadillas with salsa – and watched a “Melrose Place” rerun on DVD (one of my favourite guilty pleasures). This is the easiest recipe ever and never fails to satisfy.

 

To make:

  1. Preheat broiler.
  2. Mist frying pan with cooking spray and heat spinach until wilted.
  3. Place two small or one large whole wheat wrap(s) on a baking sheet.  Fill with grilled chicken strips (you can either grill the chicken yourself or buy it pre-grilled from the grocery store; since this is my lazy day lunch, I usually always go with the latter option), 1/3 cup of shredded Tex Mex cheese and cooked spinach.
  4. Fold wrap(s) in half. Broil for two minutes each side.
  5. Cut into four pieces. Serve with two tablespoons of salsa.
  6. Pop in a DVD of your favourite bad TV show from the 90s and enjoy!
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