I must admit that I watch Rachel Ray. And I like her. Troy is not a fan but I kind of like how completely crazed she is. I don't think that she gives a shit about much, she's just trucking along, working her ass off while cashing large checks. I feel the same way about Martha Stewart: you may not want her to be your neighbor/friend/relative but you have to admire her for succeeding as well as she has.
Back to the point. I like watching her show sometimes in between the hour when Troy's says that he's leaving work and when he actually leaves and gets home. That can be an hour and a half depending on how distracted he gets. Or, as I like to think about it, how long he thinks he can go before I go batshit insane from hunger.
This is something RR would make. I cut up chicken into bit sized pieces, tossed them in a bag with 2 tablespoons of honey and dijon mustard, added salt, pepper and whatever else I could grab from the pantry in one hand. Shake bag. Let sit. Toss in oven for 25 minutes.
Here area the little nuggets on whole grain flat bread with feta cheese and baby greens. It was really very good and easy. See. She's not all that bad.
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