Roasted Chicken Breast Snack Strips

   Original recipe by Jude Russo Caserta

Makes 3 ½ – 4 pounds

Uncooked chicken breast rubbed and ready for the oven.

Preheat oven to 400F degrees.

3 ½ – 4      Pounds skinless boneless chicken breasts

House Seasoning:

1 ½ Tsp    Old Bay Seasoning

1 Tsp         Onion Powder

½ Tsp        Dried Rosemary

½ Tsp        Dried Thyme

½ Tsp        Garlic & Herb Powder

½ Tsp        Dried Mustard

½ Tsp        Fresh Ground Pepper

½ Tsp        Corse Salt

Mix all dried ingredients in a bowl with fingers rubbing herbs to get the essential oils.

In 13” x 9” glass baking dish drizzle about 1 TBSP D’Avolio Arbequina Olive Oil.  With clean hands, rub oil around dish.  Place chicken breasts in dish and coat with oil.  Sprinkle half the dry mixture on chicken and rub.  Flip chicken and repeat rubbing chicken well with mixture.  Place in 400F degree oven for about 25 minutes until cooked through and juice is clear.

Remove from oven, cover tightly with foil and allow cooling. 

Either slice in strips or store chicken in well sealed plastic container and refrigerate.  The strips make a great lean protein snack.  Make these up over the weekend for use during the week.


Evolution of a Student Athlete

In the beginning…

There was a parent teaching a child.


They learned to read.

Later the teacher was called a coach.

They studied.

They tried lots of different sports.  

 They studied more.

Teams became more organized.

 They continued studying.

They had to choose one specialty sport.

 They took standardized tests.

They had to practice at all hours of the day.

 They applied to college.

They selected their college. 

 They made a team!

Easy Peezy Lemon Squeezy!

Life is good!


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Vet Your Twitter Followers with This Ratio


Anyone who knows me knows I am a numbers geek.  I count everything…the stairs (twelve from my second floor to the first then one more), cars ahead of me in the toll line, people at a boardroom table wearing school colors, and how many wheels of parmesan cheese were in the aging vault in Parma, Italy (over 26,000 valued at over $1.7 million).

I have been Tweeting a lot lately about how important I think it is to read the Tweets of a follower before making the decision to follow them.  Being followed is a privilege, not a right.

In March I revived my original Twitter account @JudeCaserta and decided to keep track of my followers.  Along with doing this I paid careful attention to the Tweets of folks before I would follow back.  Over time, there was one relatively sure fire way to know if an account is spam without reading too many Tweets.

Take a look at the ratio of total followers to number of lists they appear on.  For example, just a few hours ago I was followed by someone who has 1,407 followers and is following 1,548.  Not bad, actually.  His problem is that he is listed only 6 times and one of the lists he is on is actually called spammers!  Dude is listed 1 time for every 234 followers.  Not a good addition to your timeline.

Mine is a reasonably good 17.  I have 734 followers and appear on 42 lists (none of which say spam or imply spam!).  I was followed yesterday by a woman who is followed by 5,605 people and is on 393 lists – so that’s about a 14 (I think that’s great!).  One of my favorite Tweeps has 764 followers and is on 116 lists for a ratio of about 6.  He is a superstar!

So, for a quick way to vet your followers, check the number of lists they appear on to the number of followers.  A quick block never hurt anyone!

Life is good!


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St. Peter Canisius, Pray for Us!

Tonight at 7:00pm at Christ the King Chapel, the center of the campus at Canisius College, the student athletes, coaches and staff will gather for a Mass and convocation.  I have the honor of cantering this Mass and it is a great reminder for me that we are not just an institution of higher learning; we are a Roman Catholic institution complete with the identity of Jesuit education.  Please click here for more insight into what it means for us to continue the Jesuit mission.

When my son was a freshman at Canisius High School he had to do research about St. Ignatius of Loyola.  While he complained about the need to learn about the founder of the Society of Jesus, he took the name Ignatius as his confirmation name (although his dad and I suspect it was because he already had the research done).  In 2007 I had the honor to kiss the ground, in a Roman rectory, where St. Ignatius died.  In that same church was a statue of St. Peter Canisius, the patron saint of our school.

The Society of Jesus “is also said to have been the first order to undertake officially and by virtue of its constitutions active works such as the education of youth of all classes.” (  The 28 Jesuit colleges and universities across the United States are testimony of the mission.

After the Mass tonight the SA’s will listen to various speakers and take head shots for all media publications.  They will be reminded that as a student athlete they have a higher standard they must uphold because where privilege is given also comes great responsibility.  They will fidget in their seats, uncomfortable with the message and probably be a little bored, as well.  I only hope they someday appreciate how special their experience was and uniquely Jesuit.

St. Peter Canisius, Pray for Us!

Life is good!


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Grilled Goat Cheese with Tomatoes


2                 Slices Multi-grain Bread

1-2 oz        Goat Cheese

1                 Ripe Tomato

D’Avolio    18 Year Balsamic Vinegar

D’Avolio    Tuscan Olive Oil

Pinch         Corse Salt

Heat a heavy skillet on medium.

Thinly slice tomato.  Put half the tomato on bread and sprinkle with a little salt.  Break up goat cheese on tomato and drizzle a little D’Avolio 18 Year Balsamic Vinegar on top.  Cover with remaining tomato slices.

Drizzle  D’Avolio Tuscan Olive Oil in pan and place sandwich on oil sliding it around the pan.  Cook until brown (a few minutes) on one side and flip.  Don’t over cook!

Enjoy with fresh peach slices drizzled with the Balsamic Vinegar.

Town House –Independent Living with Training Wheels


Oh joy, he “made” it into an on campus town house this year.  Yipee! Absent in all of the anticipation of this glorious assignment was that the cost of the town house alone is equal to room and board in the dorms.  Ooopsie!

Good news is that we got the old sectional out of the garage where it has been since the new one arrived during March Madness.  Oh yeah, I can’t say March Madness…silly me…since the NCAA basketball championships in March.  Between the truck rental, the ginormous amount of tolls on the New York State Thruway and the gas we decided it may have been cheaper to go to a discount store and buy a new one.  Ah, but this one has a sofa bed in it.  I don’t know but I’m thinking we may have just contributed to the near occasion of sin.

Anthony could not wait for the independent life of a town house.  Little does he realize, he is now sharing with four other guys rather than just one room mate.  Most of all, he is sharing FOOD with these guys.  How long will it take before there is a fight over who ate the last yogurt (ok, drank the last beer but let me live the dream for just a little longer)?

Not to throw Fairfield University under the bus here but the town house was filthy.  The kitchen was really dirty…not a good way to start.  My husband cleaned the cupboards, counters and walls.  Really?  They clean the dorms, don’t they? But, not wanting to be a helicopter mom, I know it is not my place to complain. 

It appears Anthony may be in charge of grocery shopping.  He does have experience and I have had him shop at home for the family.  The only difference is, shopping at home is with my debit card and shopping at school is with pooled money.  Good luck with that.

He called me the other day and told me each of the guys gave him $20 and he was on his way to Sam’s Club to stock up.  Stock up with $100?  Good luck with that!  He told me what his basic list was and I just chuckled.  He would need double what he had.  I made the tragic error of telling so.  Bad mother! 

I got the next call just after check-out at Sam’s. $67 included chicken (you know Mom, if you buy chicken with the skin on it’s cheaper!), ground beef (we can make our own hamburgers), center cut pork chops and chips (two for one, gotta love BOGO).  He bought bread and buns, a huge bag of frozen broccoli and bananas, cereal and milk and a big bag of charcoal.  He was then off to the Stop-and-Shop for fruit and condiments.  Total spent: $105. 

I am very proud of him and realize he is going to learn way more than how to center a beer pong table on top of Ikea side tables.  He is going to review all of his kindergarten skills only the town house is in place of the sandbox.

Oh, and when I texted him yesterday he said he couldn’t talk…they were having a barbeque!

Life is good!


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How Do You Spell Spirit and Loyalty?



When I was 13 years old my brother started his four wonderful years at the University of Notre Dame.  I attended my first college game in the fall of 1971 and I believe it was against Navy…don’t hold me to that one, though.  Anyway, we were there for the bonfire and pep rally.  The game was almost an anti-climax but who cared?  I was sold.  I wanted to go to Notre Dame.  Period.  No talking, just action.  In 1972, just one year later, Father Theodore Hesburgh decided to admit women as Notre Dame Undergraduates.  Score!  So, study I did getting higher SAT’s than my brother and having a higher class rank.  I applied.  I was rejected.  A boy from my high school class with lower grades and test scores got a full scholarship to play what else?  Football.  And I was rejected.  I had no plan B but needed one fast.

I applied to Canisius College.  I got in.  In the fall of 1976 I entered as a freshman, waiting for the pep rallies.  There were none.  I waited to learn the fight song.  There was none.  No marching band, no football stadium, no identity, no spirit, no loyalty…at least that’s how my wounded 18 year old heartfelt.

How did I end up here?  It was so unfair – lucky freshmen flocked to the South Bend and I was in Buffalo.  Buffalo?  Are you kidding me?  Really?

Well, I was just dumb.  Seriously dumb.  What I found at Canisius was an intimate learning environment where professors knew me by name and guided me through the maze of opportunity.  I became involved in student government and sat on several search committees.  I did television shows promoting Canisius College with Rev. Ryan, S. J. and met my husband of nearly 30 years. 

I even found school spirit with our horrible basketball team just off NCAA probation for violations surrounding NBA trouble maker, Larry Fogel.  I loved my four years at Canisius and I made friendships that have lasted to this day.  Add to it my 21 years of work service to my alma mater and you have nearly half my life lived as a devoted Golden Griffin.

Tonight marks the second annual bonfire and C-Block Rally in the Quad.  Better yet, the unveiling of the newly arranged fight song.  A real live fight song!  I only had to wait 34 years!

Go Griffs!!!!  Beat Niagara!!!!

Life is good!


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