I freaking hate the time change. I think it should be outlawed. I woke up at 8, but it was really 9 and then I was late. I hate being late. My Mom was coming to take Little Dude snowboarding and Dad was gonna hang out with me today. Everything ended up fine and all on time, but man. I hate that immediate feeling of doom because you’re late.
I think I ate half of this loaf of Paleo Banana Bread today. I put in several handfuls of walnuts and some deep dark chocolate chips. It was AMAZEBALLS! And maybe I had a couple extra shots of espresso. It was a good day.
Dad and I hung out, talked and watched some Archer and The Americans. Both are stellar shows. When he took a nap I made the Gumbo with 2 lbs of shrimp, andouille sausage and sweet Italian sausage, extra veggies, spinach, and the Cauliflower rice. I also made a side of Paleo Garlic Bread. I don’t know what I did wrong, but the consistency was all wrong and it was more like drop biscuits. No worries, they were still delish. I think I’m gonna try to make a pizza dough out of it this week sometime. Maybe fill it like a calzone?
Oh, and since the creme brûlée wasn’t ready last night, I served it up tonight after the Gumbo. I can’t post a recipe, cause I kinda mixed a couple different ones together, but it was solo good. Actually, I’ll try to recreate the recipe this week sometime. My bro and his GF are coming to visit. If I nail it, I’ll post it. Anyway, it was awesome.