Well, chicken marsala turned into chicken piccata, on of Christian's favorites so I don't exactly have a recipe to share because I just whipped it up. But over gooey, buttery, salty chicken and capers, we had our first big finances discussion as husband and wife. The topic? How over budget did we go on our wedding? And by we I mean me. But it wasn't so bad. We worked it out and set our financial goals and toasted with a nice chardonnay.

Today after bootcamp in the city, I indulged in one of my favorite pastimes: cooking brunch with what's left in the fridge. And we feasted! I had made an Italian white bean and tuna salad for lunches this week and had some left. Since C was not feeling well, I divided what was left into 2 roasting dishes and added a good amount of chicken broth. It got schwimmy in the oven at 375 and then I cracked an egg on top, sprinkled with parmesan and slid it back into the over for another 6 or so minutes. It was delicious with 7-8 drips of Franks Redhot. I wished the yolks weren't quite as done, but it was still very good and many complements came from my sick husband.

This was followed by a salad of grilled chicken and fennel with grapefruit and avocado. Fantastic and packed with vitamin C. I hate when food bloggers write about what they made instead of just including a recipe. But I don't feel mine are quite ready for documenting just yet. I'm still just experimenting after all.  But one of my experiments, stuffed mushrooms in red wine just went pretty well so I'll be working on the recipe and posting soon. I'm actually thinking of working on a variation that uses bourbon instead of wine to make it all caramely and salty sweet. More to come, but first, tonight is steak night. I love steak night. There's so little prep work that I make things up to prep. Garlic butter is waiting patiently in the refrigerator for me to plop the blubbery good dollops on top of our crisply seared rare steaks that will rest beside watercress with blood orange vinaigrette. Can hardly wait!