ZESTY

My friend Shauna said I should get a microplane. She said it would make the zesting part of my life a whole lot easier. Since zesting is a such a HUGE part of my life, and I had a $100 gift certificate at Sur la Table, I ponied up and got one.
It kinda looks like the shaver thing they use when you get a pedicure...the thing that basically cheese grates the dead junk off the bottom of your feet. Only with the microplane you can flavor your food with the shavings. Try that with your old foot cuticles! Ew.
Last night I tried it out and I'm happy to report I have a new favorite tool in the kitchen. I was making a quick little dessert...fried up some apples, honey, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg, and the zest...poured it over some vanilla frozen yogurt and HOLLA! D and I were eating homemade sundaes in our jammies, debating WHO IS ANNA NICOLE'S BABY DADDY?
Of course, and unfortunately, our lives don't solely consist of lazing around in our pajamas eating dessert. I also made a nice little crab salad for dinner. I got lazy and frivolous at Whole Foods, opting for the $28.99/lb lump crab meat, instead of sorting through the shells myself for $7.99/lb. So sue me. I marinated the crab meat with some shallot, lime juice, a little red wine vinegar and olive oil, while I was chopping up some fennel and tearing the lettuce into perfect bite-size pieces like I'm known to do. More dressing, some avocado and it was a perfectly light Friday night dinner.
A direct contrast to the huevos rancheros I made this morning for breakfast. I used flour tortillas, not corn, and I'm sure my version wouldn't impress anybody's abuelita, but it gave me and the D enough fuel to hit the gym, so Viva la Raza!