Was crazy-hungry after leaving the gym again today. Stopped taking my wallet so I have to come back and have something healthful. About the only thing positive about eating dinner alone is that you have full reign on what you make. In my case, I often choose breakfast for dinner: specifically, an omelette.
Ended up making a 2-egg omelette (instead of the usual 3…or 4) using ingredients in the house I’m sitting. Also ended up writing more about willpower and about various ways of torturing my trainer.
I don’t really hate my trainer, of course. But Gary does work me like a rented mule. Weird thing is, I’m kinda’ starting to like it. Then again, given my personality, that might not be so surprising.
I’m calling this Omelette de la Rented Mule:2 eggs 1 tbsp capers 5 kalamata olives, sliced Raw sharp cheddar cheese – Hmmm – how would I measure those knife slices of cheese off the top of a chunk? I’d guess about 1/4 cup of cheese – just enough for a really thin layer across half the omelette. Cinnamon – about 1 tsp – enough that you can really taste it – add more if you like 😉 cracked black pepper sea salt I mix everything together in a bowl and then pour it into a pan already preheated with a tiny bit of olive oil.
Hope you like it! If I were going to shop for this omelette instead of using found items from the house, I would change the cheese. I would totally pick a goat cheese chevre (plain, no herbs). You know what I mean? That mushy, ooey gooey kind you usually spread on a cracker. Omnomnomnom.