Huevos Rancheros Success!

I did it! My first recipe turned out edible and my husband loved it!! He’s even pickier than I am (I’m working on it, okay!?).  Huevos Rancheros was surprisingly easy and SO DELICIOUS. It will definitely be a repeat recipe.

I’m cheap and decided to use a larger tortilla than was recommended. I could just hear Alton Brown’s Cutthroat Kitchen commentary, “Use a smaller tortilla so the salsa will soften it enough to cut through.” Next time…

I will admit, I made myself two plates of this dish. The first time, I forgot the cheese. *facepalm*. The second WITH cheese was definitely worth the extra tortilla used. Second time’s a charm, right?

Here’s a link to the online recipe:

Huevos Rancheros Recipe

My husband doesn’t like fried eggs so I simply scrambled them. I skipped out on the chorizo for mine (Walmart pick-up only does SPAM chorizo where I am and I just couldn’t stomach canned meat).

Here’s what my finished product looked like:

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I need to work on my photo-editing skills, but the deliciousness still comes across, right?


Lunch was cucumber salad and feta-topped chicken.

The cucumber salad was light and great for a summer meal. I might have been a little heavy handed on the vinegar. Still delicious though!

I use Tyson’s boneless, skinless chicken breast and keep it in the freezer. They can get a little thick so I think I probably should have pounded them a few times with a meat tenderizer. You live and you learn…

The center of the chicken didn’t cook as fast as the outside so I had to leave them in the oven a little longer than required. They turned out just a teensy bit too tough. The tomatoes and feta were great toppings though!

Husband approved again! Two for two!

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Still working on my photo-editing skills.     -I’m no photographer!-

Next up: Old-fashioned Lemonade and Chicken Pot Pie!

Impure Thoughts

I grew up in a Southern Baptist home. Church has always been a part of my life and I’m thankful for the faith my parents instilled in me as a young girl. However, keeping myself accountable for attending church and growing my faith has been challenging ever since I left home and went to college 7 years ago. It’s been a constant battle for years now. I have never strayed so far from the faith that I rebuke God as my Savior, but I have neglected our relationship for sure.

In this season of my life, I have recommitted myself to growing in my walk and being consistent with my quiet times. I love the book Jesus Calling and use it as a daily devotional because the readings are so short but so dense with great, thought provoking statements.

Today’s reading was on impure thoughts. This was something that always seemed to drive a wedge between myself and God. I would think something terrible or awful, realize what I was doing in the context of my faith, and deem myself unworthy of God’s love.

These thoughts are things I was never taught how to deal with.

Today’s devotional stated that when impure thoughts are subconscious, God knows and we are not responsible for them. When they are conscious, we are clearly at fault.

However, when we recognize that we are experiencing these thoughts, we can immediately ask for forgiveness and protection.

Immediately after reading this, I felt forgiveness for all the guilt I had been carrying around for years. The answer was SO EASY. God is a loving and forgiving father and I had somehow forgotten that over the years.

As with anything, keeping impure thoughts out of our mind takes practice, but with faith and perseverance, it becomes easier and easier.

May the Challenge Commence!

Fridge is stocked up and recipes are in place. Operation cook through Betty Crocker’s cookbook is a go! Walmart pick up is the best thing since sliced bread. I didn’t even have to get out of my car to go grocery shopping. Loved it!

On the menu for tomorrow: Huevos Rancheros for breakfast, cucumber salad and feta topped chicken for lunch.

Fingers crossed. xx

I’m excited!

Betty Crocker Challenge

Ever since I saw the movie Julie & Julia years ago, I have been obsessed with the idea of cooking through an entire cookbook. For our wedding, my sweet mother-in-law gifted us the Betty Crocker Cookbook, Newlywed Edition. If you don’t have this book, or any Betty Crocker cookbook, please, for your sake, go buy one. It is amazing and teaches you absolutely anything you could ever need to know about cooking. I am in love with this book.

I could go on forever!

Anyway, back to the topic, I decided to challenge myself to cook every recipe over the course of the next year. I’m looking forward to every thing I will learn along the way. I’ve never been much of a cook. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it, but I don’t find myself in the kitchen every night whipping up dinner from odd and end ingredients I find in the cabinets. The kitchen intimidates me! I’m using this year as an opportunity to learn cooking skills and expand my child like palate (I’ll order a kids cheese pizza at a high end restaurant).

My husband thinks I’m crazy and doesn’t believe that I’m actually trying it. I think I’m a little crazy myself, but, the good kind. There’s a good kind of crazy, right?

I’ve already prepared by deep cleaning my fridge, scheduling the first month’s worth of recipes, and ordering a week’s worth of groceries off Walmart pickup (my first time to try it and I’m so excited!!).

I start tomorrow with Huevos Rancheros. I figured that’d get my husband on board since I’ll use chorizo, which he LOVES.

Wish me luck and I’ll keep it updated!

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The best cookbook in the world. Do yourself a favor and buy one.

First Post

Happy Birthday to my husband!

Happy Birthday to my husband! And happy first blog to me! I’m excited to start this “diary” as a way to share the things I’m experiencing and learning through this new chapter of my life. As a newlywed (7 months counts!) I’m discovering life as a wife and learning tons along the way. Whether or not anyone ends up reading this, I’m excited to air my personal experiences and to use this platform as a form of therapy even if that means I ramble on to only myself.