after my first day of my last week at Human Rights Watch, all i wanted to do was come home and make and prep the meals that i had planned for this week. i get home, and like usual, can't find my keys in my purse, so i dump the entirety of the contents of my bag out onto the stoop, and still don't find my keys. i left them in the house. they are less that five feet away from me but a big, secure, locked door resides in between me and my kitchen, my happiness, and my would be satiated hunger. 

i call my dad, i have to go all the way up to his office and then all the way back. UGH. 

anyways, i go back up to midtown, come back, go to whole food and gather the ingredients i need and make it back home just as the clouds roll in, the sky darkens and the rain starts to fall. 

coconut chicken curry with cauliflower rice: get in my belly.

i wish someone had already invented a device that allows a picture to capture smells as well, because, damn, this smelled good. creamy, coconuty, and delicious!

i sat down and started to watch matilda while i ate my scrumptious meal, but then realized i really only wanted to watch the part where mrs. trunchbull makes bruce eat the whole chocolate cake, probably because i want to eat a whole chocolate cake right about now. not that i'm not loving the amazing paleo food i've been making for myself, but i was in the presence of something godly this weekend, and i haven't been able to stop thinking about it.

just LOOK at this. gooey, homemade chocolate cake/brownie with homemade ice cream and raspberries topped with a sprinkling of powdered sugar. literally my dream dessert, and it was presented in front of me this weekend. i turned it down repeatedly from my step sister and friends and then finally when i had escaped the endless offerings, my dad walks up with the whole shebang on his plate and goes "want some?" NO. that killed my soul. 

instead of watching Matilda though, i decided to make my own mayo and then some chicken salad, because i LOOVE chicken salad and i've been missing it a lot. 

making homemade mayonnaise seams scary, and i was pretty scared not that i wouldn't  end up with nice, creamy mayo, but that i'd have to clean up the gross concoction of egg and oil if the mayo didn't come together as planned. as i started pouring the oil in carefully and slowly, the mixture did not start to thicken and i was super worried, however, after a few minutes, and a lot of very slow pouring and shaky arms, i got mayonnaise!! 

and then i made chicken salad... YUM

to top it all off, i even clean up the whole kitchen!

but actually, who am i? i never clean and i also hate it, but tonight, i cleaned all the dishes, unloaded and loaded the dishwasher, and even cleanup under and around each individual grate on the stove.