Between the steak nachos, and the lime-cilantro chicken thighs, and of course the porterhouse that I had for lunch, I am feeling sloooooooooow this evening. I regret nothing, of course. I also suspect that I’ll be eating a lot of salad for the next two days, because I’m not twenty five anymore, huh?
Oh, wait, crud, the pork chops need cooking by tomorrow or Thursday. I need to come up with a suitable way to cook those. Broiling is getting boring…