Ready for another recipe? Iím really not Martha Freakiní Stewart, but this one was really good so enjoy:
Crescent Chicken Sandwiches
1 (3-ounce) package cream cheese, softened
1 tablespoon butter, softened
2 cups cubed cooked chicken*
1 tablespoon minced green onion
1 celery rib, finely minced
Salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
2 tablespoons milk
1 (8-ounce) can refrigerated crescent dinner rolls
1 tablespoon butter, melted
1. Preheat oven to 350*F (175*C).
2. In a medium bowl, beat cream cheese and 1 tablespoon butter until smooth. Add the chicken, onion, celery, salt, pepper and milk. Mix well.
3. Separate crescent dough into four rectangles. Firmly press perforations to seal. Spoon about 1/2 cup of the chicken mixture onto the center of each rectangle. Pull 4 corners of dough to center of chicken mixture and twist firmly. Pinch edges to seal.
4. Place sandwiches on an ungreased cookie sheet. Brush tops of sandwiches with 1 tablespoon of melted butter. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes or until golden brown.
So yeah, I made those to go with the soup. Yum, yum. Sunday I ate an entire bag of Tostitos and a whole jar of hot and spicy salsa. Jealous? Oh yes indeed I did. Then I ate an enormous amount of hot wings. Like a whole bowl. Yes, itís true. There was also ice cream. There might have been quesadillas too . . . I donít want to talk about it.
So then . . . today I am starting a detox cleanse type thing. It involves drinking lots of lemonade and spending lots of time in the bathroom with abdominal cramping. Again, jealous? Anyhow, itís the Master Cleanse detox (also known as the lemonade diet). I tried it once before, but it was kind of a half-assed effort. I mean I was still smoking and also? I think I incorporated quesadillas into the cleanse . . . I donít want to talk about it.
My eating habits are a little out of control. I donít seem to have any sense of portion control lately. Also I only seem to be eating things that come in cellophane bags and contain FD&C red, yellow or blue dyes. Itís a problem. There is a possibility that I also maybe be drinking around . . . 6 bottles of diet coke a day.
Yesterday I called in sick to work and ate four peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. And, um, some other stuff.
Right then, Master Cleanse it is!
Basically you drink 6-8 glasses of this lemonade concoction, drink lots of water, and drink an herbal laxative tea and bam, detoxify. Thatís right, laxative tea. Hence the abdominal cramping. There is also a salt water flush that is supposed to be done every morning, but I canít do it. Drinking salt water? Not going to happen.
Iím going to try and do this for 30 days. No, really. I have decided to set my goals and expectations higher, as lowered expectations have most likely led to my current situation in life. So then, 30 days it is. I am currently on day . . . one. Hmmm. . . Ok then, time to finish the delicious laxative tea.
By the way, should you see me heading into the bathroom, do yourself a favor: donít follow me in for the next 30 days.
2007-04-17 at 10:20 a.m.