In preparation for the start of the diet tomorrow, I cooked two chicken breasts for myself tonight, putting the second in a container to take to work. This may be obvious to those of you who actually do it all the time, but there is something exceedingly satisfying about cooking for oneself, even though all the work of washing dishes and such is a real pain in the butt. Being able to actually put food on the table that tastes good and was the result of something you did really brings out the positive feelings.
For tonight's dinner I put a tablespoon of olive oil in a pan and tossed in about half of a smallish yellow onion. Then I put in the two chicken breasts and cooked them up with the onion (which was pretty caramelized by the end). After they were done, I pulled them out and threw five large asparagus spears into the pan for a quick sauté.
Compared to what you'd get at a restaurant, no, it wasn't amazingly flavorful or expertly made. But it was pretty decent, and it was nice and healthy. We'll see if cooking for myself nearly every day will get me any better at it over the coming months.
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