I made chicken, broccoli and noodles. My grandma was always asking me what I was eating- was I have balanced meals. It’s super weird now that she’s gone. I’m still in shock though it’s been a whole week. It feels longer. I keep thinking about all the things that will never happen again. So because I was feeling sad I made a balanced, I assume, meal.
Steamed broccoli, pan seared chicken and buttered noodle. I used my cast iron skillet- though not the one my grandma gave me. She had started giving away her things years ago. I had mentioned that I wanted her skillet so I could restore it.