The worst thing about eating mostly paleo is that it’s a super high maintenance diet. It’s very low carb and requires organic veggies, organic, grass-fed meats, and forbids vegetable oils, legumes, grains etc. In order to check all the boxes, you pretty much have to cook every meal. And since I procrastinate always, inevitably I end up starving with no food ready to eat. You’d think I’d learn from my past mistakes in this area, but no. I never grow tired of suffering for my sloth. I’m rather impressive that way.
So once again I found myself at midnight with nothing immediately edible in the fridge but string cheese. And string cheese was last night’s dinner, so that was out. In a flash of inspiration, I decided to bake some chicken breasts and douse them in buffalo-esque hot sauce. I adore buffalo wings, but B is not so keen on chicken with bones, so this was my workaround. I also whipped up (read: butchered–measuring makes me sad) this recipe for primal ranch dressing. And then I threw it all on top of a bed of spinach. Voila! Dinner.
Easy and pretty darn tasty, if I do say so myself.