So I have recently felt compelled to share this story with all of the internet to read when a friend of mine had a very similar encounter as myself about a month ago. It got me wondering…how many of us have gotten ourselves in a similar utterly delightful predicament?
I was treated to a much needed and overdue massage by my mom (she’s a gem isn’t she?) when I came home to visit last. Words cannot describe my excitement for this! I used to treat myself to massages regularly when I was doing hair and my insurance covered them. I immediately stopped when I switched insurances and received a nice fat $150 bill in the mail for a single massage, GAG. So needless to say, I was in desperate need.
I’d been looking forward to my appointment for what seemed like years (realistically I think I found out about three days prior), and now all that stood between me and 60 minutes on that dreamy massage table was a single morning crossfit session.
Rarely do I feel this way, but I had just KILLED my WOD (For my non-crossfit followers “Workout Of the Day”),PR’d my front squat weight and all. I hoped in my jeep, the new T-SWIFT single had just came on, it was warm enough in the beginning of November to have my sunroof open, and I was headed to my long awaited massage appointment. I was on cloud 9 to say the least.
HIT THE BRAKES (Insert haunting skreetch sound effect here). I was wearing leggings. I threw myself together and ran out the door so fast I didn’t even have a chance to think about this small, but so very important minor detail. I WAS WEARING LEGGINGS…that is, JUST LEGGINGS. YEP, no undies. Commando. free bird. However you want to put it, it was a pretty bad morning to forget that step while getting dressed.
My appointment begins in six minutes. I have zero options at this point. I’m going in. My dreamy, long awaited, oh so coveted, massage is about to turn into 60 minutes of mortifying, horrendous, down right torture. What do I do? Should I say something? Do I just lay there and say nothing at all? Definitely not. That sends the weirdo/pervy vibe for sure. Do I just leave my pants on? Yes? No. No, you CANNOT leave your pants on for a massage, that’s equally as weird as being completely naked, I think anyways.
Okay, so I’ve come up with a final plan. I’m just going to tell her as soon as she walks in, everything will be fine. I’ll just explain everything and it will be just fine. So that’s what I did. And guess what her response was? “Oh my gosh, no big deal, don’t even worry about it”!
DON’T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT?! SERIOUSLY??! I went through all of that. I ALMOST DIED, I was so mortified, I thought I was the biggest, grossest weirdo on the planet, and she says “No big deal”. PHEW. What an angel. However, I am still sincerely sorry for forgetting my undies for my massage appointment.
ANYWAYS…I have for you THE BEST, and I mean, THE BEST Italian Beef recipe for you today, and the Crispy Smashed Potatoes are so simple but equally delicious. This is something that can be enjoyed by everyone. In fact, my mom used to make a version of this when I was growing up, that everyone raved about. However she served it on sub buns with provolone cheese. So, even though I have created a healthier, paleo version, it’s obviously a great option to make for a large crowd as well! If you’d prefer a low-carb option to serve this with and want to skip the potatoes, try it on a bed on spaghetti squash or cauliflower rice. ENOJOY (Well, that is if you even feel like eating after reading 10 paragraphs about me and my undies)! Oh and did I mention how stinkin’ EASY this is to make?!
2-3lbs chuck roast
32 oz. beef stock
1 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. fresh ground black pepper
1 tsp. garlic powder
2TBS. fennel seeds
2TBS. oregano leaves
If you do not like the texture of the fennel seeds in the beef you can make a little “sack” to put the seeds in out of cheese cloth and set it in the broth to cook. That way you still get the flavor of the fennel seeds just without the texture. I personally love the seeds in the roast, however, Gavin has an issue with the texture, so I found a way to make us both happy 🙂
Desired amount of small, Yukon Gold Potatoes (I usually make 1-2 per person)
1 TBS avocado or olive oil
About 1-2 TBS butter (depending on how many potatoes you choose to cook)
salt, pepper, garlic salt to taste
optional – fresh rosemary and thyme for garnish
If your potatoes are struggling to crisp up, turn on the broiler for a few minutes at the end.
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