I had a couple teaspoons of peanut butter while I was standing over the sink. Better jot it down. I think it was more of a regulation-size teaspoon. Not so much homestyle, but like it came from a late-night diner, or the Soviet Union--straight out of Yugoslavia--and found its way into my kitchen drawer. It looked crude and unappealing.
I think I'm getting too much fiber.
Instead of a plain chicken breast, I've been grounding my chicken. That way I can add cilantro and spices into it. I've been getting good results with cilantro; and pistachios are preferred over peanuts.
Tilapia is tasty, but I should look into more fish. Cod, herring maybe, or mackerel. I've never thought of myself as a salmon type of guy. But if that's what you want me to be, I'll do it.
Maybe some catfish.
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