My work night at the restaurant on Saturday night more than made up for my $20 night on Friday night. I had great tables, the seating was spaced perfectly and I think everyone not only had a great experience, but will be repeat customers. I always remind the customers my name at the end and tell them to ask for me the next time they come visit. Weird thing though. I was the closing server, which means I get all the customers who come in pretty much the last hour the kitchen is open, I get. My last table was this young couple – looked to be mid-20s. The guy looks super familiar to me though, but I can’t for the life of me thing how I may know him.
My mind is weird. I can remember every single persons name in every single class I’ve had – I can tell you all the teachers I had in order of when I had them, and I hardly ever forget a face and where I know them from. But if I see a face and can’t place it right away, it bugs me. Not kidding I’ve told Tony that I know that person but don’t know from where and a few days later we will be watching t.v. and I’ll shout – “he’s the bagger at Trader Joe’s!”
But the restaurant I work at isn’t near where I live or used to live. So I just figured it was my imagination that I knew him. Well, until they paid and he handed me his credit card. It said “Mike Garrappolo” and I knew immediately who it was. My step-son played football with him in high school! So as I bring them their credit card receipt to sign I look at him and I said “you played football at Rolling Meadows high school, didn’t you?” I told him who I was and that of course he remembered Joe because they lived one block over from each other growing up. Mike’s younger brother Jimmy is a prospect to play in the NFL which is a pretty big deal! So my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me, I did know him.
I actually kept seeing pasta dish after pasta dish leave the kitchen at work and thought “I should order something to take home.” Have a shown you our meatball salad??! But by the time I thought about it, the kitchen part was closed and only pizza was available. It seems like we’ve been eating lots of pizza lately and I just wasn’t in the mood for it. I know, shocked the shit out of me too! I thought that could never happen!
We ate lunch around 1:00 on Saturday and I wasn’t hungry to eat before work, so I was STARVING by the time my shift was up at 10:45. I called Tony and he asked if I was hungry and I said yes, but I didn’t know what I wanted. He said “I’ll take care of it!” I was home by 11:30 and was greeted by the smell of tomato sauce and Parmesan cheese. He made a quick red sauce for me, extra crushed red pepper thank you very much and boiled up some gnocchi. This was perfect and hit the spot! Thanks honey! Totally hit the pasta jones I was having. It was like we were telepathic!
We had two separate sets of leftover French fries from when we went out last week. I believe the majority were from our date night out Thursday night – I don’t think Tony ate any of the fries with his burger, but since he’s been making me his tater tot breakfasts, he thought “why not use chopped up French fries!”
Only one tiny problem. Tony wasn’t feeling well yesterday. He hasn’t been sleeping well, feels nauseous at times, and just wasn’t up to making me breakfast, even though he wanted to. Thanks for the gesture honey, but I sent him to the living room to relax.
Leftover French Fry Breakfast Skillet
- 1 teaspoon olive oil
- 2 ounces of leftover French fries, chopped
- 2 eggs
- 1/4 cup milk
- 1 tablespoon hot sauce
- pinch of salt and pepper
- 2 ounces chopped deli ham
- 1/2 ounce Cabot extra sharp cheddar cheese
- parsley for garnish after it comes out of the oven
In a 6 inch cast skillet, pour the olive oil and spray Pam and put over medium heat. When it starts to get hot, add the French fries to the skillet and press down with a spatula. Mix the eggs, milk, hot sauce, salt, pepper and deli ham together. Pour that mixture over the fries, then add the shredded cheese. Bring temp down to medium low and put a lid on the skillet, and cook for about 6-8 minutes, or until the eggs are set. Heat broiler on high. Let the cheese get all bubbly and nice. Using a knife, run the knife around the side of the pan and it will release the bottom. Sprinkle with fresh parsley and breakfast is done! This skillet comes in at 477 calories, 24 fat, 24 carbs, 2.7 fiber and 26 protein. This turned out to be brunch, so it was perfect.
Here’s what the crust looks like – nice and crunchy!
While this was delicious, I have to say – Tony’s eggs are way better than mine! Maybe because they are made with love.
I was a pretty busy beaver yesterday. I ended up doing my meal plan for the week, shopping list and blog schedule. I think it’s time to clean my desk again – so much crap accumulates on it!
I left the house, went to vacuum my car, went to the Dollar Store to stock up on more tupperware, went to Bed Bath & Beyond and bought a new muffin tin, then went to the grocery store. I love using my cash from the restaurant to pay for groceries – makes me feel like I don’t spend actual money on food. I know that sounds weird! Not bad yesterday – $78!
While I was out I got the cutest snapchat from my step-son Joe – how cute are their dogs?!
I have to send some link love to Kim – she posted her recent meal plan this week now that her kids are back in school after spring break and t-ball season starts. One of the coolest ideas she had was to make oven tacos! That way you can portion out all the meat and cheese and everyone can eat at the same time – just add the desired toppings. Awesome idea Kim!
I am actually on my way to the Outpatient Pavilion on my way to work this morning. At my last diabetes appointment I was supposed to have a fasting blood test done, and I didn’t know it, so I have to run and get my blood drawn before work. It’s always a good idea to know what your numbers are. I’ve only put it off for four weeks – yikes!
It’s rainy and cold today – blah – oh well, it’s Monday, what can you expect? Make it a great day!