When Rachel announced that she was hosting a cook-off, I was all over it.
Because I am nothing if not tasteless. I mean…right?
However, when she announced that the first challenge was “The Naked Chef,” I groaned a little. Uh….I’m not really a frilly-apron girl. Cooking around here ain’t sexy. Unless you consider yoga pants covered in cat hair sexy.
But I do spend a good deal of my time half naked. Especially in the summer. Because I live in sports bras and running shorts.
So…why not cook in them?
In the interest of making a good impression, in case my pasty thighs have failed to do so: I present to you: the world’s best cookies.
Seriously. When the hubs started business school, I made a point of bringing these cookies to every social gathering I could in an attempt to garner friends. It totally worked. These cookies transcend all social awkwardness. And also, awkwardness associated with putting a photo of your pale-ass midriff on the internet.
It takes guts. Pun intended.
Anyway. I was gonna go running anyway so it was no biggie. I whipped up some cookie goodness:
Then set out for my planned tempo run while the biznass cooled. I came home to an apartment smelling of fudge and happiness. And beaters that needed to be licked (TWSS)!
And if there’s anything worth baring your soul (or your midriff, or your tongue) for? It’s a good cookie.
Stay tuned for more Project Tasteless updates. And, if you feel like showin’ a little cleave in the kitchen, enter yourself! Cooking in the flesh is fun! (As long as there’s no splattering bacon grease!)
Today’s EAT: Damn that Twitter. I made the mistake of logging on at mealtime tonight and everyone was talking about their damn dinners. Someone mentioned bacon and…it was over. I was having bacon for dinner.
But I lacked a recipe. So I surveyed my fridge and made one up:
And thus was born: Maple-Apple Carbonara.
Although I had a shirt on when I was frying the bacon. Because….ouch.
Today’s DRINK: Sometimes it’s best just to be frank about it:
I buy most of my wine at Trader Joe’s. And I don’t hesitate to purchase any of their other private-label products, so why not their wine?
I usually don’t just because I feel like I know what I’m gonna get. It’ll be very inexpensive and highly unoffensive, but unmemorable. And, having tasted it, that’s about right. You probably won’t find a better wine for $4 a bottle, but it’s never going to be anything but a workhorse weeknight wine.
Today’s RUN: I did a tempo run tonight that I was pretty pleased with!
Although it certainly didn’t compare to the beastly 8-mile tempo that my CPTC crew did tonight. I miss my team but…I do not miss that workout. It’s effing brutal.
I basically did half of it tonight, and that was good enough for me. I’m still less than two weeks out from a marathon, and weekly mileage in the low-30s just doesn’t support an 8-mile tempo. But going forward, I’m going to try my best to follow along with my CPTC workouts. Because…why not? It sucks hard that I’m so far away, but I may as well hang with it as much as I can, right?
Anyway. Tempo Thursday is done. And I was especially happy with my last mile: 7:06, and I was happily flying along. I think it’s worth pointing out that my time for this 4-mile tempo workout (which was quite hilly, and felt quite comfortable) is faster than the 4-mile races I was running last winter. Nice.
Today’s QUESTION: What’s your favorite type of cookie?
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