Green Leaf Vegetables Are Teh Evil

So last night being that it was my birthday I decided to celebrate by making myself a lovely birthday dinner.

My girls had ice-cream and cheese sticks for dinner (no, not together, although probably they would have eaten them together if given half a chance because children are feral, mine in particular seem to have received a large helping of the feral gene – I blame hubbys gene pool because mine is of course pristine… have I digressed already?). Umm where was I, children had eaten and hubby was on night shift I knew I wouldn’t have to share with anyone else, so I could make exactly what I wanted.

That being the case I wanted curry, hot hot hot curry, except not too hot because this stupid Crohns disease thing will make my ass explode like Mount Vesuvius (except in reverse) if I ate a really hot hot hot curry. So I compromised on a Chicken Korma being that I had chicken breasts (well not me personally, I don’t have chicken breasts, I have really nice breasts IMHO but I had made purchase of chicken breasts and they were in the fridge thus the having of chicken breasts) and I’ve forgotten where I was going before the brackets sprung upon me…

Right Chicken Korma for dinner.

I boiled some rice, that was easy. I sliced and diced chicken breasts and fried them up, tip in my bottle of Chicken Korma sauce and then this is where it all went so very very very very very wrong. I was looking in the fridge and spied the three bunches of bok choy that arrived with this weeks Aussie Farmers Direct vegetable box. Some misfiring neuron in my brain – who I am going to hunt down and put before a firing squad asap, I just have to finish this blog entry first and another one the is fermenting (see tomorrow for the fermentation story) and then I promise you I’m going to kill that misfiring neuron like it has never been killed before – darn it I tried these little line things – in the hope that I wouldn’t digress like the bracket things but it didn’t work..

So the misfiring neuron decided that putting in 3 bunches of bok choy to the Chicken Korma would be a really good idea.

I sliced and diced the bok choy – after a really good rinsing because it was filthy dirty (see I can do the little – without getting digressed… oops damn brackets). Tossed the bok choy into the Chicken Korma and felt very happy about adding something healthy to my dinner. Totally forgetting this entire time that I was trying to avoid the reverse Mount Vesuvius and one sure way to guarantee it was to eat green leafy vegetables because

Green. Leafy. Vegetables. Are. Teh. Evil.

My birthday dinner was delicious, so much so that my brain satiated with good curry and real protein went into total shut down and I had TWO servings on this delicious meal of the birthday gods.

Mount Vesuvius ain’t got nothing on me baby!

Someone pass the toilet paper please.