Boy oh boy am I ever so excited. Tomorrow evening we will be attending the 2+2 Ceremony at HNU for my daughter Caitlin (my first-born) . I am so proud of how much she has accomplished over the past several years. She still has 2 more years before she gets her BS in Nursing, but she definitely has a lot to be proud of. I wish I had as much determination as that child. If I did, then perhaps I would have had more confidence in myself. I have always taken the high road in life. Not my girl! She speaks her mind and is true to herself. She is unique, with a warm heart and soul.
Speaking of warm heart and soul, I can’t believe how cold it is outside today. Cold and windy. I thought I would give this recipe a try to warm my insides. I was watching an episode of “Chopped” where someone marinated their chops in coffee. I found this recipe on the Food Network site.
9 PP per serving
- 2 5-ounce pork chops,
- 1 cup strong brewed coffee, cooled
- 1/4 cup molasses
- 1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar
- 1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
- 1 clove garlic, minced
- Sea salt and freshly ground pepper
- 1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
Combine the coffee, molasses, vinegar, mustard, garlic, salt, pepper, thyme and pork chops in zip-top bag; seal and shake to combine. Marinate in the refrigerator for at least 2 hours or overnight.
Remove pork from the bag and set aside.
Pour the marinade into a saucepan; boil gently over medium-high heat, stirring, until reduced to 1/2 cup, 12 to 15 minutes.
In the meantime,Heat skillet over medium high heat. Spray with non stick spray. Add the chops and cook about 4 minutes per side. Let rest for 5 minutes; serve with the glaze.
I served mine with brown rice.
I hope you enjoy the chops. They were quite juicy. I used a pan that resembles a grill to obtain those beautiful grill lines on the chops.
Enough said. Tomorrow, right around 6:00 PM, I will be the proudest mom on earth, as I watch my daughter celebrate the next step in her journey on becoming a nurse.
Oh by the way, did I mention that she made the Dean’s list? These are the times that I say, maybe I didn’t do such a bad job raising my family after all.