Archive | March, 2008

We Do Chicken Right

15 Mar

I’ve recently had this huge urge to go to KFC. I remember going there with my family as a kid. We’d order a huge bucket of chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, biscuits with packets of yellow died oil that hinted a buttery flavor, and potato salad. The thought of my childhood dinner passes through my mind as see KFC from the freeway exit I take to get home each day. Since I haven’t been there in years, I’m not sure what I’d order. What if the chicken is different now? What if it’s greasier than I remember? Do I have to order an entire bucket of chicken or can I just get a piece or two? Because these questions pass through my mind and I know the stuff is loaded with awful additives and more fat than Carnie Wilson in 1993, I part ways with my appetence and forget about it until I exit the freeway the next day. Thanks to blogger Weighty Matters, he’s supplied some dry-heaving worthy facts about KFC’s chicken. Here’s what he found:

The ingredients themselves are a veritable witch’s brew of preservatives and items meant to improve things like the mouthfeel of food with such things as sodium stearoyl lactylate, calcium peroxide, xanthan gum, sodium benzoate, carrageenan and many more.The best part though is the “chicken”. Why is the word chicken in quotations?How ’bout if I told you that 43% of the ingredient known as chicken in KFC’s chicken strip wasn’t chicken?What is it?I’ll let the Colonel explain,
“Chicken Breast Strips Containing up to 43% of a Solution of: Water, Seasoning (Soy Protein Concentrate, Salt, Rice Starch, Carrageenan, Dextrose, Onion Powder, Dehydrated Chicken Broth, Maltodextrin, Spice Extractives), Sodium Phosphate. Breaded with: Wheat Flour, Salt, Spices, Monosodium Glutamate, Leavening (Sodium Bicarbonate), Partially Hydrogenated Soybean Oil, Garlic Powder, Citric Acid, Enriched Wheat Flour (Niacin, Reduced Iron, Thiamine Mononitrate, Riboflavin, Folic Acid), Natural Flavor, Maltodextrin, Sugar, Corn Syrup Solids, Wit Not More Than 2% Calcium Silicate Added as an Anti Caking Agent.

Bucket of chicken anyone?

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Here’s a healthy alternative you can make at home. This receipe is from Kraft and is so simple and deeelicious! Even the kids will like it!

Crispy Baked Pesto Chicken

4 small boneless skinless chicken breast halves (1 lb.)
1 pkt. SHAKE ‘N BAKE Original Chicken Seasoned Coating Mix
2 Tbsp. pesto
1/4 cup KRAFT Shredded Mozzarella Cheese
PREHEAT oven to 400ºF. Coat chicken with coating mix. Place in 8-inch square baking dish.
BAKE 20 min. or until chicken is cooked through (165ºF).
TOP chicken with pesto; sprinkle with cheese. Bake an additional 5 min. or until cheese is melted and lightly browned.

Target, Bad Hair and Fashion

14 Mar

I went to Target yesterday to pick up some new deodorant because as you know from my previous blog about the deodorant bandit, I’ve been using KAT Daddy’s. I’m getting sick of the cologne smell every time I lift my arm. I also had to pick up some hair goop. I desperately need a hair cut, but am too cheap to pay $65 to get it cut and too vain to go to Supercuts. I know someone who goes to Supercuts and truly feel you get what you pay for. I found styling creme called WIRED by Rusk. It’s a little on the thick side and would do wonders for a shorter hair style. I think I’ll take the stuff back and go for the other product I was considering, styling lotion by Bumble and Bumble. My stylist has used this product on me before, so I’m confident this will do the trick. It will be easier to apply this product evenly since you spray it on your hair. I hope Target will let me return a used hair product.

Back to the real reason I started today’s blog. Every time I go to Target, I have to do a hot lap around the entire store. It’s so exciting to see what new items they carry as the seasons change. As I began my journey around Target, the first department I stopped by was women’s clothing. There were countless fun and frilly bikinis, fantastic little shorts with a two inch inseam, (oh, if only I could pull a pair of those off) and many other spring and summer fashions. There was also a great selection of swimsuit cover ups. Check out the Target vs. Nordstrom’s little terry cloth dress by Juicy Couture. Unless you are a total fashion whore, you can’t tell the difference between the two!

Target $17.99**************Juicy Couture $128

I especially like the top below from Target. Paired with jeans or leggings, this is a great versatile piece for day or night. Check out “the other guys” top, very similar, but nearly 8 times the price of the Target one!

Target $17.99*************Revolve Clothing $143

I’m becoming quite frugal in my old age. The old Rizzle would empty the bank account for a cut and color every 6 weeks. Then she’d stop by Nordstrom on her way home from her three hour appointment at the hair salon and charge that oh so cute Juicy dress. Then she’d go home and order the cute tank top from revolveclothing.com. She could pay the visa off when she gets paid in two weeks. Riggggghhhhht.

I think I’ll make an appointment at Supercuts now. Lopsided is the new style, right?

Peace -
Rizzle

Salad Anyone?

13 Mar
Person A: “I want something light. What are you having?”

Person B (AKA Me): “I’m getting a combo, an enchilada and tamale with rice and beans.”

Person A: “Good for you!”

What’s that supposed to mean? That I’m a fatso and good for me for ordering real food instead of a boring shriveled up salad that is actually loaded with fat from the gobs of ranch dressing that is loaded on top? I just don’t get it.

Hopped up on Caffeine

11 Mar

I googled “old school cell phones”, and this picture among other over sized, 5 pound boxes of metal appeared. I laughed very hard.

Then I came across a picture of my very first cell phone! And I laughed again. I remember I bought a black leather case for it that covered the whole thing. It even had a solid leather flap that was hinged with thread on one side and had Velcro on the other so when I wasn’t using the phone to call my parents home number or calculating how much my next pay check would be, I could protect my super cool phone.

Gotta go, my cell is ringing!

Today is a Good Day

7 Mar

It’s Friday! But not just any Friday. I have successfully completed my first week of Boot Camp! Gratefully, it has been a rather easy adjustment.

Early each morning I throw on my workout clothes, slick my hair into a pony tail, brush my teeth and head for the door. Luckily there is no traffic on the roads at 5:15 AM so I can get to camp in five minutes.

My most favorite part of the workouts are the cardio exercises. Now you see, I’ve been going to the gym since I was 15, but I don’t think I’ve really been working out. The feeling of throwing up after running hasn’t plagued me since high school PE. I was reminded of that sensation yesterday, after practically sprinting a quarter of a mile. Or how about the burn and the inablity to breath after 20 crunches…yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve felt that too.

My least favorite part of this experience has been the soreness. Today I actually feel 100% better than yesterday. The soreness was especially bad from my toes to my knees making walking even a challenge. My trainer assured me that the first 2-3 days are the worst for being sore.

TGIF…two whole days to recover until my alarm sounds on Monday at 5 AM.

Addicted

6 Mar

I have an addiction to Chipotle’s chicken burrito. They are so tasty, satisfying, and good. I went there yesterday for lunch and questioned going again today. Instead, I decided not to. I don’t want to walk in and have the employees say, “Hi, girl who comes in everyday! Will you be having the usual?”

My “usual” starts with a 12-inch flour tortilla put in a steamer for a few seconds. If Williams Sonoma ever decides to carry those steamer things, I’m buying one. Once the tortilla is hot and ready for filling, a spoonful of cilantro-lime rice is neatly piled in the center of the tortilla. Next, a generous serving of pinto or black beans is piled neatly next to the rice. I usually go pinto, but sometimes if I’m feeling exceptionally healthy, I’ll opt for black beans. Next goes on the chicken which hints a smoky, spicy chipotle flavor. By the way, these aren’t just any chickens; Chipotle uses only naturally raised chickens. This means the chickens were never given antibiotics and were vegetarian fed. Another sidebar note, I’ve questioned becoming vegetarian because if I see a piece of meat in my food that has fat, bones or veins, I just can’t finish it. Well, if it’s in my burrito, I just pick out the nasty looking piece of chicken and move on without analyzing each piece of naturally grown chicken. Again, back to my burrito…there are four choices for salsa. I always choose the fresh tomato salsa because I love the fresh chopped tomatoes, onions, cilantro and jalapeños. If you aren’t already salivating, the next two ingredients will make you run out and order this burrito. To compliment the savory rice, fantastic beans, tender, flavorful chicken and juicy salsa are sour cream and cheese! Lastly, all of this south of the border goodness is wrapped up in a shiny piece of foil and is ready to be devoured or consumed savagely, but not in the restaurant because that would be just downright rude.

For kicks, next time I go to Chipotle, I’m going to tell Raul (the tortilla steamer guy), I’ll have the usual. I wonder if he’ll know my burrito.

The Deodorant Bandit

3 Mar

The brand of deodorant I wear and have worn for years is Secret. Turns out, my Secret is not much of a secret at all!It all started two weeks ago. It was a typical morning: reluctantly get out of bed, turn on the shower, get in the shower, dry off, put on clothes, brush teeth, put on deodorant…wait, what’s that on my deodorant? Two large hairs? Ewww, two men’s armpit hairs? Uh gross, okay, but I still need the stuff, so I plucked the hairs out of the deodorant, mumbled to K-Man that there were two gross hairs in my deodorant, put the stuff on and went on with my morning.

Saturday morning, K-Man was getting ready and he noticed that my deodorant was “Spanish Rose” scent.

He picked the stuff up to smell the Spanish Rose because if you know anything about K-Man, you know that he smells everything and anything. After opening my deodorant, he quickly ran over to me to show me that another man hair was in my deodorant. We were both 1) grossed out and, 2) puzzled. I looked closer at the deodorant. It looked as though whoever was putting the stuff on did so aggressively. There was deodorant stuck to the outside of the bottle like it had been left in a hot car, melted and ran down the sides. Then I remembered on Friday morning when I put my deodorant on, I had to click a few times to push the stuff up because I prefer a nice rounded head on my deodorant for an even application. If the stuff isn’t pushed up, you end up just scraping away at your armpit. The fact that I had taken the time to make sure it was rounded and even checked after applying to make sure it was still rounded and then finding the stuff all “roughed up”, marked with someone’s DNA in the form of a course piece of hair, I knew we had an intruder on our hands.

As thoughts were racing through my mind about who was using my deodorant, I remembered a recent episode of Oprah that I watched. A younger woman had a feeling that someone had been in her home when she wasn’t there. She put a shirt behind her door when she left to work that morning and sure enough when she returned, the shirt had been moved. Then she set up a camera. After viewing the film, it revealed that a man came into her apartment, smelled her lingerie, tried on her lingerie and did other very unpleasant things in her home with her things.

At this point I’ve convinced myself that someone broke in through our balcony on the second floor. Our neighborhood is having its roofs redone and we are also undergoing a decking project. Which means at anytime a worker could be climbing on a roof or deck. I think if I saw a man climbing a ladder to check out someone’s deck, I wouldn’t bat an eyelash because I know that the neighborhood is having work done.

I checked out my balcony for clues and didn’t find any. I noticed the hand rail around the balcony was covered in dusty dirt from the latest rain storm. Only a few paw prints from the neighbor’s cat were evident. And it’s near impossible to unlock our French doors from the outside.

There is also a balcony off Sister B and Dummy’s rooms. Ironically, it was Dummy’s moving day. I’ll have to share more about him later. Then it occurred to me that Dummy never locked his slider door. I tried it out and it was unlocked and ready to be opened. My theory about a worker climbing up a ladder could be what happened! I checked around the balcony and the clues I thought were clues were not really clues, but I was still convinced someone from the outside was coming into our house.

While mulling through ideas of how this stranger got in, we realized that our front door gets left unlocked from time to time (thanks a lot DUMMY!). So, any old stranger could have knocked on the door, received no answer, could have walked right in, up the stairs, fumbled through my chaotic drawer of toiletries in the bathroom, bypassed the 5 other men’s deodorants in there and proceeded to mess up my meticulously rounded head of Spanish Rose.

Also thrown into the mix was Dummy has lost his keys before, has given friends and now enemies his keys, and he gave his entire set of keys to the car repair shop who had his keys overnight. Dummy lacks the most discernible logic. His Frontal Lobe is non-existent and I’m not a brain surgeon, but I think that even if a person has to have a frontal lobe to be alive, well then Dummy’s resembles a raisin.

Today, the house is minus one occupant. The deadbolt was changed last night and all the doors are locked, including the slider that just as well could have displayed a neon “open” sign.

I have a sneaking suspicion that we can leave the neon sign on because I think the deodorant bandit was on the inside. This opens a whole other can of worms. To be continued…

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