Chicken Parmesan Over Pasta
It’s stress time. For some reason, anything that comes up will come up during this time of the year.
After work today, I needed retail therapy. I grabbed the three pairs of pants that I couldn’t wear from the Housing Works Buy the Bag sale and headed over to Beacon’s Closet in Park Slope.
They wouldn’t take my clothes – I don’t think they were fashionable enough for them. I sort of agree, I guess. They gave me the option of donating the clothes to charity through them so I did it. There’s no sense in keeping clothes that I won’t ever wear. Clutter makes my stress worse.
Their shoe selection was pretty decent, but not outstanding. Their clothes were overpriced (I saw a Forever 21 skirt priced at $10 – no thanks).
I walked out empty-handed and I went across the street to Key Food. I got some chicken and came home to cook dinner for ST and my baby sister.
Ingredients
- Chicken cutlets
- Egg wash – one egg + water, whisked
- Italian bread crumbs – I add sea salt to it because ST is a salt fiend
- Spaghetti sauce
- Olive oil
Good Bye, Yue Yue
“Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.’” – Matthew 19:14
via The Daily What
Married in Paradise, La Segunda Parte
All images taken by Keoni Kitagawa unless otherwise noted.
Ah, details. Glorious, tedious, unnoticed details. How I simultaneously adore and loathe thee.
Fan programs and and heart-shaped clappers in lieu of a petal toss. Some guests clapped so vigorously they broke theirs.
The beginning of infinity times infinity.
Smoochie time.
Planking.
If we were any cuter, we’d be Power Puff Girls.
Throwing gang signs and being hard core… that’s what we’re about.
Delicious food and fun was had by all. Shots were had by most.
FB, tía Melody was epically trashed. This was her last hurrah after all – she can’t use the “It’s my sister’s wedding!” excuse for getting wasted anymore 
Booty shaking was mandatory.
Mustaches on a stick were enjoyed by all. We had a blast.
Happy almost three months, kids.
