When I was about 3 or 4, my dad was diagnosed with high cholesterol. This was back in the 80’s when everyone was completely freaking out about fat. After that, this meal became a veeeeeery regular regular on our weekly rotation. As a very tasty salmon dish with lots of great health qualities and almost no fat, it satisfied all three of our requirements for a “great meal.”
Back then, Fat was the enemy–and my dad is a “fighter.” So naturally, my homemaker mom was stuck with the task of trying to find a series of regular meals that were low in fat, high in health, and tasty enough to satisfy the palate of a picky adolescent. I can’t imagine this was easy for her. In spite of that, she did an amazing job….
On Time-Saving Tuesdays, it’s rare we ever write about breakfast because breakfast ends up being so rushed. But I suppose that’s what Time-Saving is all about! So today we’re talking breakfast. And most specifically, the attempt to get protein-packed eggs into our weekday routine.
One thing you may not know about me yet: I have a completely black thumb. I can’t grow anything. I have had a pot of live basil in my kitchen that I have had to replace no less than eight times in the two years I’ve lived here. All I have wanted is to get this stuff to grow and flourish. But I just can’t get myself to step up and take good enough care of it. I did ok for a few months this year, but only because I had two weekly reminders on my phone to water it. A few moths ago, something happened with my phone, it glitched and lost the reminders, and the basil bit the dust (again).