Tales from the kitchen and reed desk of oboist/bon vivant/cityphile, Mary Riddell.
An exploration of techniques, acquired tastes, and the realm of overlap between music, food, and drink.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Protein Power
If anyone is keeping track, so far I am doing pretty well with my New Year's resolutions. Ok, so I didn't exercise in the month of January, but I rolled over my post-Christmas run from December. Close enough. My Starbucks trips have been limited to coffee and biscotti, and the occasional hot chocolate at the end of the day if I've been good and practiced lots.
Last week when it was kind of sunny, I started walking to and from school. I haven't done that since orientation week since there had been construction on the most direct path to school all fall and no way around it really, without adding an extra 20 minutes to my walk. It sounds weak, but walking 4 miles up(and down)hill every day on top of my weekend jog made me incredibly sore. All week I was just hobbling around, gingerly walking up the stairs at school. Until I realized, all this muscle activity meant I probably needed to eat some protein. I usually get by on a mostly vegetable and pasta (and coffee) diet, but without the occasional protein my hard-working muscles couldn't rebuild themselves.
So I practiced my meat cooking skills on that beautiful steak for me and Jacob. And made myself some ham and bean soup from a ham bone my mom sent to me. Instead of using the seasoning packet that comes with that Honey Baked Ham bean soup mix, I just used onion, carrot, celery, garlic, salt, pepper, and curry powder. My body immediately thanked me by not being sore anymore. Getting "old" is hard.
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