I am notorious for food ruts. Like eat the same meal for breakfast for 6 months food ruts. Lately my dinner options have been a characteristically lackluster. I mean, I love my cats and all, but its hard to get motivated to cook something extensive and awesome when the only positive reinforcement in my apartment will be – well absolutely nothing because cats don’t really do positive reinforcement… On Tuesday, enough was enough. I am a strong, independent woman and need to cook accordingly. Thus, I packed up me and my reusable shopping bags into Dupree, my sassy grey Prius, and took myself to the store. Purchased: grass fed sirloin (a ginormous amount – I think even the butcher was impressed,) local beets, and a medley of kale. It was on like nobody’s business. Continue reading →