3/4 cup panko bread crumbs
1/4 parsley, chopped
1 large egg, lightly beaten
1 Tbsp milk
1 lb tilapia fillets
3/4 tsp salt
2 Tbsp canola oil
Combine panko and parsley on a dinner plate. Mix egg and milk in a bowl.
Working one at a time, dip the fish fillets in the egg-and-milk mixture and shake off the excess. dredge lightly in the crumb mixture. Sprinkle with salt.
Heat oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium heat. Add the fillets and cook until golden brown on one side, about 4 minutes. Turn and cook until fish is no longer translucent in the center, about another 4 minutes.
Lemon Tartar Sauce
3/4 cup light mayonnaise
1/3 cup light sour cream
2 Tbsp sweet relish
1 tsp lemon zest
salt to taste
stir 1 Tbsp flour into 1 Tbsp milk until smooth. Place over medium heat and immediately add 2/3 cup milk a pinch of nutmeg, and salt and pepper to taste. Cook, whisking until thickened, 2 to 3 minutes. Stir in 1/4 grated Parmesan, then add 1 package 10 oz frozen spinach, thawed and drained. Heat through.
1 10 oz package frozen chopped spinach, thawed and well drained
1 package refrigerated pizza crust
1 cup pasta sauce
2 tsp. milk
1 lb turkey breast cutlets
2 tsp grated Parmesan
1/2 cup shredded Colby and Monterrey Jack blend
Heat oven to 400 degrees.
Boil a cup of water on medium in a large skillet; add turkey and return to boiling. Cover; simmer 8 to 10 minutes. Allow to cool slightly, then chop.
Unroll crust on a parchment paper lined baking sheet. Spoon half the sauce down the center length-wise, leaving 3″ on either side. Layer spinach, turkey and cheese over sauce. Cut 12 stripes on both sides of crust. Fold strips over filling, so they overlap. Brush with milk and sprinkle with Parmesan.
Bake for 12 minutes. Serve with remaining sauce.
Please add pockets to Women’s clothing. I really need them. Most of my clothes don’t have pockets or have fake pockets. I end up using my bra as an additional pocket to, most notably, stuff Kleenex or my iPhone in there.
Last night, we went to a party at Elena’s house and Izzy crammed the crackers she didn’t want to eat into my bra. She dug them out later and ate them.
While we were sitting on the floor playing tonight, she toddled over, grabbed the top of my shirt and pulled it open and safely deposited her beloved supply cup in there.
it’s pretty cute and funny now, but I can’t wait another 12 years or so until she has her own bra to use as a pocket. I need pockets now! I deplore you.
Mitch took izzy for a long walk around the neighborhood this morning. When they came home, izzy had tripped and fallen in the hallway between the elevator and our front door. Mitch figured she would get back up on her own so he unlocked to door and went inside. It was hot because the radiators had been on so he opened a couple of windows. He began to wonder what was talking Izzy so long to come inside so he went back in to the hallway to check on her. She didn’t move from where she fell. The poor thing was so tuckered out from their walk that she was too tired to get up. In fact, she fell asleep right where she was.
Isadora understands many more words than she can say. We are always amazed by the things she picks up on. for example, I was going to be home late one night because of a big project at work. Mitch was explaining to friends that “Wendy” wasn’t coming home tonight. He was careful to use Wendy instead of Mama because he assumed she didn’t know my name. Well, lo and behold, she did know that am Wendy and as soon as he finished talking, Izzy looked up from playing and said, “no Mama?” Doesn’t that just break your heart?
Izzy is jabbering up a storm. Lots of babble and tons of coherent words used in the right context. Here’s a list of words she diliberately uses:
I’m a little sad that she won’t say the cats names yet. She knows which cat is which, but won’t address them by name.
I think I heard her say something that sounded like Anneke last night, but I wasn’t able to coax a repeat performance.
She also parrots a ton of words too numerous to list here. I’ll I can say is no more cussing in front of Izzy.
I’m just so blown away by the things she retains now–and not just words. five nights ago, a neighbor stopped by for a brief visit. She sang a song in French while teaching Izzy a little dance that goes along with it. Izzy is still dancing the little jig that Vera taught her on Monday.
I’m really loving the toddler days.
Mitch sent me a text…
Add guitar and rock to the list. When I was rocking on the chair she pointed to me and said ‘rock’, then I asked “walk or rock?” and she pointed at her rocking horse and said “rock” then walked over to it, got on, started rocking and said it again.
So many new words everyday. I don’t think I’ll be able to keep up with the list. The next report I post about her emerging language skills will be about word combos or short sentences.
Tonight, like every night, I asked Izzy if she was tired. She usually looks at me and blinks, then utters a grunt. To the uninitiated this grunt is probably unintellegible, but I know it means yes.
Tonight when I asked Izzy if she was tired, she didn’t grunt. Instead she said, “yeah.” Then she pointed to the light and said, “off.” When I got up to turn it off, she waved and said, “bye bye.”
My baby is growing up!