So turns out that high-pitched noise I was hearing was actually coming from our Blu-Ray player.  KC tracked it down and fixed it when he got home from work (thank goodness because I thought I might be going legitimately crazy!)  So far, our night has consisted of Greek salad and TV (CSI on demand.  Oh Detective Stokes how I’ve missed you…)  Part of the reason I love CSI (only the original one) is because I think that George Eads, who plays Nick Stokes on the show, looks like KC.

Swoon!  Anyway, back to the food.  Tonight I made Greek salad with quinoa.  Here it is before it was dressed and tossed:

And after it was dressed and tossed:

Thanks to KC’s mom for my fabulous salad bowl (a Christmas gift).  I can’t imagine my life without it (since I basically make salad for dinner almost every night…)

The salad included chopped romaine, red onion, english cucumber, red bell pepper, light feta, a chicken breast, and some quinoa which I cooked in vegetable stock.  For the dressing I made a red wine vinaigrette with some minced garlic, dijon, and dried oregano.

A little side note: when I started making dinner for KC, I felt a little guilty about the fact that my cooking is not what I consider to be “boy friendly.”  (Yes, KC came home and asked me what “qwi-noah” was today.)  I cook very vegetable-heavy, healthy dishes for the most part.  I don’t buy meat other than fish and fowl (and prosciutto…), all of which I use sparingly, if at all (meat is expensive, people!).  However, I decided that I wasn’t going to change the way I cook for someone else; and if KC didn’t like what I made, he could buy and make what he wanted to eat.  Lo and behold, after many, many years of dating and almost a year into living together, KC loves my cooking and even requests my salads (and other healthy dishes) when we’ve been eating out (meaning, not so healthy) for awhile.  I guess my point is, I have a lot of girlfriends who claim to have gained weight since co-habitating with their significant other, because they’re suddenly making huge meals of meat and potatoes every night.  I’m not saying don’t eat meat and potatoes, but don’t think that because you’re living with a boy that you need to be making cheeseburgers or bacon-wrapped meatloaf every night (which I’m pretty sure would be KC’s dream).

That’s my plate, and my beer…  I love beer.  I would choose beer over pretty much any other alcoholic beverage on any given day.  (See, I told you I don’t deny myself the things I love.)  I ate this, plus a couple bites more (I think salad somehow tastes better out of the bowl, don’t you?)

After dinner I had some dark chocolate and cranberry water (seriously, I need to order more gas for my Soda Club, stat!  I hate to be without my fizzy water…)

In case you’re wondering, I don’t eat an entire chocolate bar every night.  I generally eat 2-3 pieces, which is about the size of 3 fingers — I heard this is the daily serving size for dark chocolate somewhere…  Sometimes I eat a little more, sometimes a little less.

A little tip: if you like sweets like I do, stick to one type of dessert and buy and eat only that.  Eating the same thing every day (or every week) will keep you from overeating.  Since you’ll be used to the flavor profile, you’ll be less likely to pig out and wolf down way more than you should.

Alright, time to cuddle with the boy and veg out for a bit.  See you tomorrow!