Chicken and Garlic Mashed Potatoes with Rosemary Gravy and Steamed Baby Boy Choy

I think there is something wrong with me. Something wrong that makes me incapable of making gravy. I try, I really do, but it just never thickens properly. This kind of gelled a bit, once the leftovers had sat in the pan while I ate, but my bok choy got horribly over-steamed while I fought with the pan of "gravy" and so I gave up and just poured it over everything (everything but the green stuff, anyway) and called it good. It tasted right, anyway, so I guess that's close enough.

I spent most of my work day today thinking about all the things I could make for dinner today - soups of various sorts (I was leaning toward one with meatballs in it) and then chili (I've got some in the freezer...) and then mashed potatoes with gravy. Obviously that was the thought that stuck. And then I had to think of something else to eat with gravy. And something else to eat with that.

The rosemary gravy is something I've made (or tried to make) before, so that meant turkey scallopini (which is what I first had the gravy with), but I couldn't FIND turkey scallopini, so a butterflied chicken breast did in the pinch. The bok choy was the first vegetable I saw in the store that popped out at me. (After kohlrabi and fennel anyway. But I didn't know what to do with those.)

And finally, the red plate is used in honour of the fact that I woke up to a mountain of snow (and more falling all day...). I despise winter. Why do I have to live somewhere so cold, hm?