Work has been busy and it has been birthday-palooza. My Father Unit, my Love, and my Mother Unit (and aunt!) all have birthdays exactly a week apart. This year it's a month worth of Fridays. Very exciting and fun but also rather a lot of pressure so quickly after crimmuh. Tomorrow is my beloved Mother Units birthday and we have a lovely weekend full of fun planned. Balloons and flowers have been purchased and I plan on picking up breakfast from her favorite bakery and dropping it off before work to start her day off right.
It's lovely here right now. So crisp and cool yet intensely sunny. I adore it. Tomorrow evening we are planning on delivering a mini-cake to my mother as the birthday dinner isn't until Saturday -!: then making salad Nicoise for dinner and enjoying glasses of vino verde to help kick our weekend off properly. My Love leaves for a work trip in Sunday so we plan on bonding while we can.
Happy Almost Weekend!
Photo is of delicious strawberry shortcake roll birthday cake my mother made for my Love. How lucky are we to be able to celebrate together and eat that badass cake together?!
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Monday, January 28, 2013
Clean out
Tonight I made sandwiches from what we had left in the fridge. It was a riff on eggs florentine. I defrosted some frozen spinach and squeezed out all exceed water. I added some Greek yogurt, a bit of mayo, salt, pepper, sriracha, onion, and parm cheese and mixed it all together. I spread it on top of grilled bread with a shmear of cream cheese, grilled the whole thing, and topped it with a lightly fried egg (cooked so whites were cooked and yolk was runny) and then I ate it all up. It was delicious and rather healthy-ish. (healthy considering all we could have eaten.)
Almost-birthday
Tomorrow is my loves birthday. I killed it this year and can't wait to shower him with love and surprises!!!!
I hope is as happy as this lil guy tomorrow!
I hope is as happy as this lil guy tomorrow!
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
No control
Strangely I have absolutely no self control when it comes to animal crackers. None. Zero. Zilch. It seems doubly strange because I have no personal connection to them. I do not think they are the tastiest snack. They were not the standard go-to in our house growing up. My grandparents never gave them to us. They weren't road trip food or anything of the sort. It's just...when I see them or have a bag....I can't help myself. I will eat the whole thing. So, here is today's breakfast.
Friday, January 18, 2013
Quiche
Growing up we always got to pick what we wanted for our birthday dinner. Since I spent the first twenty years of my life on a farm in Maine, and my birthday was in April, this meant that I requested asparagus quiche roughly ten years in a row. We were exceedingly lucky and there was a patch of asparagus that had been planted around the same time the house was built (nearly 200 years ago) which gave it plenty of time to get enormous and produce spears on spears on spears.
For years I never attempted to recreate quiche at home. It seemed too special. Too much of an indulgence and too much importance swirled around it for it to be merely an average dinner on, say, a Tuesday night. Oh no. It had to be a special night to eat quiche. A night of celebration. While I do delight in the simple things (I got a latte today! Spotted the first daffodil of the season! A bluebird was outside my window this morning!) to have quiche something needed to be really important or extraordinary.
Part of this is because of my dearest Mother Unit. As one tends to do, I didn't realize how incredibly lucky I was growing up until I was well into adulthood. Surely everyone grew up growing their own fruits and vegetables and storing them for the winter in a root cellar? The majority of children had a barn filled with hay bales to play on and a menagerie of farm animals to delight in, yes? And everyone had family dinner at a table where the majority of the food was grown and cooked by the family eating it, correct?
Finally, my love of quiche eclipsed the hang-ups I have regarding when to eat it. Quiche was wanted, and quiche we had. After much trial and error, this is the Quiche Recipe For the Ages. A few notes, I usually bake mine in a large ceramic tart pan that looks like this:
I like this pan a lot. I've used pie plates before, and square baking dishes in a pinch, but for me this is what works best. It cooks quickly and the pan is large enough that we can easily get two (sometimes three, if we're having a lot of sides) meals out of it, or serve a dinner of 3-6 people. Six people is a stretch, you'll need lots of sides to accompany the quiche. Trust me on this.
The pastry recipe is adapted from smittenkitchen.com. She. Is. AMAZING! Holy cow. I am obsessed with her and her blog and I am tempted to lick the screen her pictures are so gorgeous.
For the pastry: from www.smittenkitchen.com
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp. salt
16 tablespoons (2 sticks, 8 ounces) unsalted butter, cut into
pieces
1/2 cup sour cream---------I always use greek yogurt and it works out perfectly
4 teaspoons fresh lemon juice-----I rarely have fresh lemons on hand but the bottled juice works fine
1/2 cup ice water
1. To make the pastry, in a bowl, combine the flour and salt. Place the butter in another bowl. Place both bowls in the freezer for 1 hour. Remove the bowls from the freezer and make a well in the center of the flour. Add the butter to the well and, using a pastry blender, cut it in until the mixture resembles coarse meal. Make another well in the center. In a small bowl, whisk together the sour cream, lemon juice and water and add half of this mixture to the well. With your fingertips, mix in the liquid until large lumps form. Remove the large lumps and repeat with the remaining liquid and flour-butter mixture. Pat the lumps into a ball; do not overwork the dough. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for 1 hour. If preparing ahead of time, the dough can be stored at this point for up to one month in the freezer.
I'm not going to lie. This is a really intense sounding recipe with all the freezing and stuff. It's worth it. It is more worth it if you make a few batches at a time. I NEVER double the recipe, I'll just make one full recipe, divide the dough ball into two, wrap securely in saran wrap, and place them in the freezer. Then I'll use the now grody bowl to make the recipe again, and repeat until I'm out of butter and exhausted. I usually make this recipe three or four times in an evening, which works out to six or eight ready to go balls of pie crust in my freezer. I feel so very domestic when that happens. It's perfect for any occasion. We've served this quiche for dinner with friends many times, as a fancy breakfast, and as a "quick" meal when we can't think of anything and we are starving.
When you want to use the dough just take out of the freezer in the morning and let it defrost in the fridge. Voila! You'll have dough ready when you get home. When using this crust for a quiche I advise preheating the oven to 375, rolling out your dough and putting it in your pan (poke a few times with a fork), putting a layer of foil down, and putting dry beans on top of that. Put the pan in the oven for about 20-30 minutes. After 20-30 minutes, the crust should have puffed up a bit around the edges. At that point take the foil and dry beans out, and put the crust in for another 5-7 minutes. Please trust me on this. It'll make your quiche insanely flaky and buttery and wonderful. Additionally, it's a great time to pour yourself a glass of wine and sip on it, thus settling comfortably into your evening.
While the crust is baking and I'm sipping wine, this is what I throw together for the quiche filling:
Note: these measurements are guesses. I just sort of wait to see what we have and how much room there is in the quiche to judge how much filling to make.
whisk together:
-6 eggs
-1/3 cup milk OR if you're like me, a large glug of half and half and a large glug of water
-some sriracha (maybe a teaspoon?) or tabasco or Louisiana, to taste
-large pinch of salt (1/2 teaspoon or so?)
-many twists of the pepper grinder
-half cup or a few large tablespoons of greek yogurt---any fat you have on hand. Alternatively you could use sour cream too I'm sure
-teaspoon minced garlic
Once you've removed the prepped crust from the oven throw a million little blobs of cream cheese in the bottom. You can also use that babybel swiss cheese. (I'll take pictures one day). On top of that sprinkle your filling---we often use luncheon ham all chopped up (about a cup, cup and a half) or bacon, kale is ok to use but not as good as you want it to be, brussel sprouts that you've parboiled (do this by cutting them up and pouring boiling water over them and letting sit for five minutes, then drain water off), or cauliflower, or whatever you have, you want about a cup or cup and a half of it----and then a cup to a cup and a half of grated cheese. Finally, pour your egg mixture over that. To fully gild this totally delicious lily I strongly encourage grating or sprinkling another type of cheese on top of that. You don't need much, a few teaspoons is fine. We often use manchego or parm.
Please note: if you need MORE egg mixture and don't find this out until after pouring it on the crust and ingredients, just pour in some more milk on top and gently stir it around until it has mixed into the rest of the mixture. If you make too much, you can grease a small ramekin and pour the rest of the mixture into that to create a mini souffle type thing for you, or just throw it out.
Bake at 375 for 20-30 minutes----until the top is goldeny brown and when you gently shake it there is no jiggle in the middle.
Another note: eggs continue cooking after you've taken them off of, or away from, heat. So, if you're quiche is close to being done and you have to leave or an emergency happens, just turn the oven off and it'll finish cooking up just fine.
Once your quiche is cooked, let it sit for 5-10 minutes. Finally, slice and enjoy!
For years I never attempted to recreate quiche at home. It seemed too special. Too much of an indulgence and too much importance swirled around it for it to be merely an average dinner on, say, a Tuesday night. Oh no. It had to be a special night to eat quiche. A night of celebration. While I do delight in the simple things (I got a latte today! Spotted the first daffodil of the season! A bluebird was outside my window this morning!) to have quiche something needed to be really important or extraordinary.
Part of this is because of my dearest Mother Unit. As one tends to do, I didn't realize how incredibly lucky I was growing up until I was well into adulthood. Surely everyone grew up growing their own fruits and vegetables and storing them for the winter in a root cellar? The majority of children had a barn filled with hay bales to play on and a menagerie of farm animals to delight in, yes? And everyone had family dinner at a table where the majority of the food was grown and cooked by the family eating it, correct?
Finally, my love of quiche eclipsed the hang-ups I have regarding when to eat it. Quiche was wanted, and quiche we had. After much trial and error, this is the Quiche Recipe For the Ages. A few notes, I usually bake mine in a large ceramic tart pan that looks like this:
I like this pan a lot. I've used pie plates before, and square baking dishes in a pinch, but for me this is what works best. It cooks quickly and the pan is large enough that we can easily get two (sometimes three, if we're having a lot of sides) meals out of it, or serve a dinner of 3-6 people. Six people is a stretch, you'll need lots of sides to accompany the quiche. Trust me on this.
The pastry recipe is adapted from smittenkitchen.com. She. Is. AMAZING! Holy cow. I am obsessed with her and her blog and I am tempted to lick the screen her pictures are so gorgeous.
For the pastry: from www.smittenkitchen.com
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp. salt
16 tablespoons (2 sticks, 8 ounces) unsalted butter, cut into
pieces
1/2 cup sour cream---------I always use greek yogurt and it works out perfectly
4 teaspoons fresh lemon juice-----I rarely have fresh lemons on hand but the bottled juice works fine
1/2 cup ice water
1. To make the pastry, in a bowl, combine the flour and salt. Place the butter in another bowl. Place both bowls in the freezer for 1 hour. Remove the bowls from the freezer and make a well in the center of the flour. Add the butter to the well and, using a pastry blender, cut it in until the mixture resembles coarse meal. Make another well in the center. In a small bowl, whisk together the sour cream, lemon juice and water and add half of this mixture to the well. With your fingertips, mix in the liquid until large lumps form. Remove the large lumps and repeat with the remaining liquid and flour-butter mixture. Pat the lumps into a ball; do not overwork the dough. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for 1 hour. If preparing ahead of time, the dough can be stored at this point for up to one month in the freezer.
I'm not going to lie. This is a really intense sounding recipe with all the freezing and stuff. It's worth it. It is more worth it if you make a few batches at a time. I NEVER double the recipe, I'll just make one full recipe, divide the dough ball into two, wrap securely in saran wrap, and place them in the freezer. Then I'll use the now grody bowl to make the recipe again, and repeat until I'm out of butter and exhausted. I usually make this recipe three or four times in an evening, which works out to six or eight ready to go balls of pie crust in my freezer. I feel so very domestic when that happens. It's perfect for any occasion. We've served this quiche for dinner with friends many times, as a fancy breakfast, and as a "quick" meal when we can't think of anything and we are starving.
When you want to use the dough just take out of the freezer in the morning and let it defrost in the fridge. Voila! You'll have dough ready when you get home. When using this crust for a quiche I advise preheating the oven to 375, rolling out your dough and putting it in your pan (poke a few times with a fork), putting a layer of foil down, and putting dry beans on top of that. Put the pan in the oven for about 20-30 minutes. After 20-30 minutes, the crust should have puffed up a bit around the edges. At that point take the foil and dry beans out, and put the crust in for another 5-7 minutes. Please trust me on this. It'll make your quiche insanely flaky and buttery and wonderful. Additionally, it's a great time to pour yourself a glass of wine and sip on it, thus settling comfortably into your evening.
While the crust is baking and I'm sipping wine, this is what I throw together for the quiche filling:
Note: these measurements are guesses. I just sort of wait to see what we have and how much room there is in the quiche to judge how much filling to make.
whisk together:
-6 eggs
-1/3 cup milk OR if you're like me, a large glug of half and half and a large glug of water
-some sriracha (maybe a teaspoon?) or tabasco or Louisiana, to taste
-large pinch of salt (1/2 teaspoon or so?)
-many twists of the pepper grinder
-half cup or a few large tablespoons of greek yogurt---any fat you have on hand. Alternatively you could use sour cream too I'm sure
-teaspoon minced garlic
Once you've removed the prepped crust from the oven throw a million little blobs of cream cheese in the bottom. You can also use that babybel swiss cheese. (I'll take pictures one day). On top of that sprinkle your filling---we often use luncheon ham all chopped up (about a cup, cup and a half) or bacon, kale is ok to use but not as good as you want it to be, brussel sprouts that you've parboiled (do this by cutting them up and pouring boiling water over them and letting sit for five minutes, then drain water off), or cauliflower, or whatever you have, you want about a cup or cup and a half of it----and then a cup to a cup and a half of grated cheese. Finally, pour your egg mixture over that. To fully gild this totally delicious lily I strongly encourage grating or sprinkling another type of cheese on top of that. You don't need much, a few teaspoons is fine. We often use manchego or parm.
Please note: if you need MORE egg mixture and don't find this out until after pouring it on the crust and ingredients, just pour in some more milk on top and gently stir it around until it has mixed into the rest of the mixture. If you make too much, you can grease a small ramekin and pour the rest of the mixture into that to create a mini souffle type thing for you, or just throw it out.
Bake at 375 for 20-30 minutes----until the top is goldeny brown and when you gently shake it there is no jiggle in the middle.
Another note: eggs continue cooking after you've taken them off of, or away from, heat. So, if you're quiche is close to being done and you have to leave or an emergency happens, just turn the oven off and it'll finish cooking up just fine.
Once your quiche is cooked, let it sit for 5-10 minutes. Finally, slice and enjoy!
This is the quiche just out of the oven. It is still bubbling around the edges and smells so good I almost punched my Love out of sheer excitement. Notice the goldeny brown top. amd the perfectly brown crispy flaky crust. Nom!
Additionally the dough is excellent when rolled out and spread with butter and sprinkled with cinnamon and sugar and cut into pieces and baked. A great, fast, dessert.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Best cornbread ever
After a long nap and a hot cup of tea, with the rain and sleet hitting the roof hard, I decided to make cornbread to accompany dinner. My Love made insanely delicious smelling chili the night before in preparation for dinner the next night (because day-old chili is far superior taste-wise to same-day chili). Not to put too fine a point on it, but I stumbled upon the greatest cornbread recipe ever. My Love is a Professional Chef so his compliments mean more to me than most. Additionally, he doesn't suck at his job, so the pressure is really on in our kitchen. He makes things in a quarter of the time and about a million times tastier than I do. It's really wonderful/terrible. I didn't cook anything beyond grilled sandwiches or cookies the first few years we dated. Too intimidated. Finally I realized a few key things that one should bear in mind when cooking for professionals:
1. Everyone, and I mean everyone, loves being cooked for. I love salads. But my favorite salads are ones I do not make myself! Grilled cheese, hash browns, a fried egg sandwich, even the simplest of foods are the most delicious and special if you don't have to make them yourself.
2. A few tricks to make anything taste better: there is no thing as too much butter. Add onions and garlic to anything that is not dessert because they smell amazing and add another level of flavor. Sriracha is the bomb.
3. People in the food business we were/are in (working full time in restaurants/lodges) hardly ever have the chance to eat home cooked food. If I told you how many times we ate Sonic or subs for dinner after work, I'd have to hang my head in shame. In my defense, it was delicious and I regret nothing!
4. See #1
5. The simplest things are the best. Stick with what you know and it's all gravy.
I make a mean quiche, great cookies, awesome mashed cauliflower, and a badass fried rice. In the summers when he is in Alaska I try new things and tweak them until they are perfect and I feel competent in preparing them. This past summer I added a great pasta dish, the perfect quiche/pie crust, and olive oil and sea salt rubbed baked potatoes. Winning! This summer I want to add something with tomatoes, a bean dish, and some sort of meat.
To attempt to get back on subject, here is the cornbread recipe that will blow your mind. It is insane. Promise. If my love tells me it's the best cornbread he has ever had, I will ONLY serve this cornbread from now on, and strongly encourage you to do the same. I've added a few notes about changes I made. I wanted a slightly sweet recipe (that's how we had it growing up and to me that is what cornbread should taste like) that didn't call for much milk. We were out of milk and only had a partial carton of half and half. It was rather more difficult than I had anticipated finding a recipe that called for less than a cup of milk. Just a heads up.
Also? For the record he is always complimentary of my cooking (even when it most assuredly does not deserve it) but he doesn't gush about it. For him it is more the act of being cooked for, and less the actual food. So, for him to say it is the best he has ever had, he wasn't being simply a sweet husband (which he is always) it really carries weight with him.
Cornbread recipe adapted from allrecipes.com
It was awesome and we ate nearly all of it throughout the night. It was so good, and my Love was so enthusiastic about it, I may make it this weekend to have with fried eggs and bacon for breakfast.
1. Everyone, and I mean everyone, loves being cooked for. I love salads. But my favorite salads are ones I do not make myself! Grilled cheese, hash browns, a fried egg sandwich, even the simplest of foods are the most delicious and special if you don't have to make them yourself.
2. A few tricks to make anything taste better: there is no thing as too much butter. Add onions and garlic to anything that is not dessert because they smell amazing and add another level of flavor. Sriracha is the bomb.
3. People in the food business we were/are in (working full time in restaurants/lodges) hardly ever have the chance to eat home cooked food. If I told you how many times we ate Sonic or subs for dinner after work, I'd have to hang my head in shame. In my defense, it was delicious and I regret nothing!
4. See #1
5. The simplest things are the best. Stick with what you know and it's all gravy.
I make a mean quiche, great cookies, awesome mashed cauliflower, and a badass fried rice. In the summers when he is in Alaska I try new things and tweak them until they are perfect and I feel competent in preparing them. This past summer I added a great pasta dish, the perfect quiche/pie crust, and olive oil and sea salt rubbed baked potatoes. Winning! This summer I want to add something with tomatoes, a bean dish, and some sort of meat.
To attempt to get back on subject, here is the cornbread recipe that will blow your mind. It is insane. Promise. If my love tells me it's the best cornbread he has ever had, I will ONLY serve this cornbread from now on, and strongly encourage you to do the same. I've added a few notes about changes I made. I wanted a slightly sweet recipe (that's how we had it growing up and to me that is what cornbread should taste like) that didn't call for much milk. We were out of milk and only had a partial carton of half and half. It was rather more difficult than I had anticipated finding a recipe that called for less than a cup of milk. Just a heads up.
Also? For the record he is always complimentary of my cooking (even when it most assuredly does not deserve it) but he doesn't gush about it. For him it is more the act of being cooked for, and less the actual food. So, for him to say it is the best he has ever had, he wasn't being simply a sweet husband (which he is always) it really carries weight with him.
Cornbread recipe adapted from allrecipes.com
1/2 teaspoon salt
Directions
- Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (205 degrees C). Lightly grease an 8-inch square baking dish.----I used a cast iron skillet, of average size, and it was perfect.
- Combine flour, cornmeal, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a large bowl. Mix egg, sour cream, milk, and butter in a small bowl. Fold egg mixture into flour mixture until just moistened; pour into prepared baking dish.-----I've made cornbread before and this seemed too dry. The batter was so solid I didn't think it would even pour into the skillet, so I added another 1/4 cup water and it did the trick perfectly.
- Bake in preheated oven until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean, 20 to 25 minutes. Serve warm.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Dismissed
Work is getting out at noon today because of inclement weather. The obnoxious "give me an inch and I'll ask for a mile" part of me wants to know if I can leave now since I haven't taken a lunch......
I can't wait to go home, eat chili, and play with this nugget some more.
I can't wait to go home, eat chili, and play with this nugget some more.
Call security
After a quickie trip to get some supplies (labels, rubber bands, clementines and butter) we came home and after I prepped dinner the dawg and I had some fun. By fun I mean torture. But he was such a good sport and got to eat a million treats so I think we are pretty even. He looks better in that cardigan than I do.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Freezing rain
It is currently 29 degrees and there has been a lot of ice-laden precipitation coming down. I tried to go to yoga at lunch and my car was covered in ice so much that I opted to scurry back inside like an oversized red mouse (red because of my giant down Christmas coat courtesy of my brother) and drink some hot tea.
This weekend was a masterpiece of empty calories that I am longing to repeat ASAP. Friday night we had friends over and I made a badass quiche, along with Brussels sprouts sautéed with onions and bacon, and mashed cauliflower. For dessert we had homemade ginger snap cookies courtesy of our delightful friends, and we washed everything down with loads of prosecco with freshly squozen (it SHOULD be a word) red grapefruit juice. It was perfection.
Saturday morning my mother unit and I had a breakfast date where I ate a breakfast sandwich on a croissant, hashbrown casserole, and a large coffee. As I've been on a huge irish breakfast tea kick, the coffee was extra gross tasting. (The place we ate has terrible coffee, but at least I knew how bad the coffee was. I was afraid of how and the tea might be.) After breakfast I returned home and read before taking an awesome nap. It was the best nap I'd had since my nap last weekend. It was glorious! It was rather chilly and it rained all weekend and I think those two things contributed enormously to the nap greatness. Post nap I had more leftover gingersnaps and a cup of tea. After my Love came back from helping a friend do some house construction we headed out to have dinner with the same friends from the night before. We feasted on enormous burgers and homemade French fries and it was so good I could hardly stand it. After we reached satiation we returned home to drink some wine and play some banana grams while I tried (and failed!) to recreate the ginger snaps of my dreams.
Sunday we woke very early unintentionally and drank coffee for a perfectly languorous amount of time before I decide to whip up some toad-in-a-hole. Being impatient and by now quite hungry, I opted to throw some ham on top of it all instead of bacon, and it was an excellent decision. I also made us small salads of cherry tomatoes and avocado with lemon juice, pepper, and salt. After a few more crappy ginger snap cookies it was time for another nap. When I woke up I had a hankering for cheese toast, so I made some. While I puttered around my Love started making French onion soup. It was incredibly delicious. Not having reached my cookie quota for the weekend I made my handsome chef husband his favorite chocolate chip peanut butter oatmeal cookies. The recipe is from the brown eyed baker and it is the best recipe we have had. I made that stupid 2-day chocolate chip recipe from the NY Times and it sucked. These cookies are the bomb. We ate them while watching the las two episodes of freaks and geeks. After some light reading, it was time for bed
This weekend was a masterpiece of empty calories that I am longing to repeat ASAP. Friday night we had friends over and I made a badass quiche, along with Brussels sprouts sautéed with onions and bacon, and mashed cauliflower. For dessert we had homemade ginger snap cookies courtesy of our delightful friends, and we washed everything down with loads of prosecco with freshly squozen (it SHOULD be a word) red grapefruit juice. It was perfection.
Saturday morning my mother unit and I had a breakfast date where I ate a breakfast sandwich on a croissant, hashbrown casserole, and a large coffee. As I've been on a huge irish breakfast tea kick, the coffee was extra gross tasting. (The place we ate has terrible coffee, but at least I knew how bad the coffee was. I was afraid of how and the tea might be.) After breakfast I returned home and read before taking an awesome nap. It was the best nap I'd had since my nap last weekend. It was glorious! It was rather chilly and it rained all weekend and I think those two things contributed enormously to the nap greatness. Post nap I had more leftover gingersnaps and a cup of tea. After my Love came back from helping a friend do some house construction we headed out to have dinner with the same friends from the night before. We feasted on enormous burgers and homemade French fries and it was so good I could hardly stand it. After we reached satiation we returned home to drink some wine and play some banana grams while I tried (and failed!) to recreate the ginger snaps of my dreams.
Sunday we woke very early unintentionally and drank coffee for a perfectly languorous amount of time before I decide to whip up some toad-in-a-hole. Being impatient and by now quite hungry, I opted to throw some ham on top of it all instead of bacon, and it was an excellent decision. I also made us small salads of cherry tomatoes and avocado with lemon juice, pepper, and salt. After a few more crappy ginger snap cookies it was time for another nap. When I woke up I had a hankering for cheese toast, so I made some. While I puttered around my Love started making French onion soup. It was incredibly delicious. Not having reached my cookie quota for the weekend I made my handsome chef husband his favorite chocolate chip peanut butter oatmeal cookies. The recipe is from the brown eyed baker and it is the best recipe we have had. I made that stupid 2-day chocolate chip recipe from the NY Times and it sucked. These cookies are the bomb. We ate them while watching the las two episodes of freaks and geeks. After some light reading, it was time for bed
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Dinner
This wasn't exactly dinner in its entirety. Although bread and wine and avocados seems like a perfectly acceptable way to dine to me. We also had white bean and mustard green soup topped with grated manchego cheese that was completely and utterly insanely delicious and perfect. One of my goals for 2013 was to drink better wine and I'm staying true to that with some $13 Chianti. So fancy! It also made me feel pretty awesome that my goal wasn't to lose weight, exercise more, or weigh a certain amount. I think (because I'm biased, obviously) it exhibits some maturity (perhaps alcoholism as well?) and confidence to be like "eff all that, I GOT that, bring on the good wine!" Wine is an antioxidant, yes?
A tip from my genius husband: microplanes are the bomb and you can use it to grate lemon and garlic over your avocado toast to give it some extra bite. I've never seen anyone microplane garlic but it's GENIUS! It makes the toast all spicy and potent.
In unrelated news, I can no longer do yoga. What is happening to me? All my joints hurt and I do not have the patience anymore. (PS NEVER LOOK UP ANYTHING ON THE INTERNET PERTAINING TO YOUR BODY! I'm sure you all knew this. But just in case you don't, please listen to me and stay away from google.) I'm still going in a desperate attempt to jog my body and memory back into shape, but thus far I've mostly laid in corpse pose while the instructors quietly ask if I'm ok and send confused glances my way. I'm not good at yoga, don't get me wrong, but I can get my freaking stretch on pretty well and I've been working on my form a lot. Until recently.
All I want to do is lay in bed and eat snack food while watching crap TV. I feel like I'm PMS-ing, only I'm nicer.
Monday, January 7, 2013
January 7th
We kicked off the weekend with a most excellent Friday night. We had one of my oldest (and beloved) friend over for dinner and it kicked ass. We drank prosecco with a splash of aperol and some ruby red grapefruit (fresh squoze, natch), feasted upon truly terrible potato hash browns with cheese (no lie, they sucked), the BEST ham quiche I have EVER made, and an arugula, avocado, red onion, and grapefruit salad with a citrus vinaigrette.
Tip for the vinaigrette in our house: we use whatever we have. JMS usually does an olive oil, Dijon mustard, lemon and pickle juice (trust him) slurry. I usually do citrus of some sort, a splash of balsamic, salt, pepper, Dijon, and olive oil. It makes no difference really. Mix with a fork, pour over salad. When I'm feeling really lazy (about 98% of the time) I just drizzle olive oil, balsamic, and lemon juice over our salads. I hate creating extra dishes, ya know?
We played bananagrams, drank a truly awesome pinot noir our friend brought, and had an impromptu dance party to old skool Eve.
Tip from me: bananagrams sounds terrible and is in fact the best. game. ever! It combines speed, spelling, and you play it individually. I am alllllll about no team sports or games. Call me introverted, I am. It makes a great gift. People might not open it and gush that it's what they have always wanted, but come a rainy day or slow Sunday and that shit will consume them with its awesomeness. My goal for 2013 is to play it once a week and become so evangelical about it that our friends happily play with me. Sold yet? Are you? You should be . . . . Also I'm not that good at it, so you stand a good chance of winning. Now are you sold? NOW?!
After our dear friend left John and I danced all over the living room. It sounds so cheesy but it was so much fun I could hardly stand it. Do you ever have those out-of-body moments when you are floating above yourself looking down and thinking "remember this moment, this is what it's all about." I had that all evening. In hind site it's a little effed up to be nostalgic for things as they are happening, but that's how it went down.
Saturday we had brunch (how very middle-class-y and yuppie-ish) and it was pretty good. We went to Lusa's for the third time in our lives. My verdict remains the same: good food, great bread, rather expensive, and terrible terrible cashier. I think it's the owner (gasp, sigh, I am a horrible person) but every time we get overcharged (by a good $5) and when I try to correct her "um, actually the menu said it was $3 . . ." she ignores me, pretends she doesn't understand, or says it's wrong. Not cool. Which is why this is only the third time we have eaten there, and not the sixty-third. Your loss lady. Although, I suppose it also seems as though we are gluttons for punishment.
After brunching we went on a Grand Adventure. We went to Wal-Mart for cat food and a new saucepan! We tried a few other stores before Wally World but they were closed or didn't have what we were looking for. Sigh. First time in a year we have gone, and I still hate it. Mission accomplished we took our dog to bond with the store dogs at Hollywood Feed while we bought him more chow. We then went to Home Depot and found awesome rosemary plants on sale (I killed our rosemary really thoroughly this summer) AND a wee spruce! We returned home and I crashed out because chain stores tend to make me exhausted. Woke up and decided on pizza for dinner so we killed it while watching Freaks and Geeks. It was such a nice day!
Sunday we slept in (glory hallelujah) and I took it upon myself to create a workspace for my love. Thus, it was so. I moved furniture and got that DONE! It was so satisfying and he was thrilled. After moving dressers and stuff (NBD, it's how I roll) I took the pooch for an epic walk and let him chase squirrels. IN the evening we cleaned up and chatted about house stuff and visited with my parents and it was just so lovely!
I am already excited for next weekend!
Tip for the vinaigrette in our house: we use whatever we have. JMS usually does an olive oil, Dijon mustard, lemon and pickle juice (trust him) slurry. I usually do citrus of some sort, a splash of balsamic, salt, pepper, Dijon, and olive oil. It makes no difference really. Mix with a fork, pour over salad. When I'm feeling really lazy (about 98% of the time) I just drizzle olive oil, balsamic, and lemon juice over our salads. I hate creating extra dishes, ya know?
We played bananagrams, drank a truly awesome pinot noir our friend brought, and had an impromptu dance party to old skool Eve.
Tip from me: bananagrams sounds terrible and is in fact the best. game. ever! It combines speed, spelling, and you play it individually. I am alllllll about no team sports or games. Call me introverted, I am. It makes a great gift. People might not open it and gush that it's what they have always wanted, but come a rainy day or slow Sunday and that shit will consume them with its awesomeness. My goal for 2013 is to play it once a week and become so evangelical about it that our friends happily play with me. Sold yet? Are you? You should be . . . . Also I'm not that good at it, so you stand a good chance of winning. Now are you sold? NOW?!
After our dear friend left John and I danced all over the living room. It sounds so cheesy but it was so much fun I could hardly stand it. Do you ever have those out-of-body moments when you are floating above yourself looking down and thinking "remember this moment, this is what it's all about." I had that all evening. In hind site it's a little effed up to be nostalgic for things as they are happening, but that's how it went down.
Saturday we had brunch (how very middle-class-y and yuppie-ish) and it was pretty good. We went to Lusa's for the third time in our lives. My verdict remains the same: good food, great bread, rather expensive, and terrible terrible cashier. I think it's the owner (gasp, sigh, I am a horrible person) but every time we get overcharged (by a good $5) and when I try to correct her "um, actually the menu said it was $3 . . ." she ignores me, pretends she doesn't understand, or says it's wrong. Not cool. Which is why this is only the third time we have eaten there, and not the sixty-third. Your loss lady. Although, I suppose it also seems as though we are gluttons for punishment.
After brunching we went on a Grand Adventure. We went to Wal-Mart for cat food and a new saucepan! We tried a few other stores before Wally World but they were closed or didn't have what we were looking for. Sigh. First time in a year we have gone, and I still hate it. Mission accomplished we took our dog to bond with the store dogs at Hollywood Feed while we bought him more chow. We then went to Home Depot and found awesome rosemary plants on sale (I killed our rosemary really thoroughly this summer) AND a wee spruce! We returned home and I crashed out because chain stores tend to make me exhausted. Woke up and decided on pizza for dinner so we killed it while watching Freaks and Geeks. It was such a nice day!
Sunday we slept in (glory hallelujah) and I took it upon myself to create a workspace for my love. Thus, it was so. I moved furniture and got that DONE! It was so satisfying and he was thrilled. After moving dressers and stuff (NBD, it's how I roll) I took the pooch for an epic walk and let him chase squirrels. IN the evening we cleaned up and chatted about house stuff and visited with my parents and it was just so lovely!
I am already excited for next weekend!
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Lesson learned....
Mickey mouse sweatshirt, polka dot skirt, tights, gold shoes, giant scarf---adorable! Quirky! Fun!
Mickey mouse sweatshirt, black turtleneck, ballet flats, and khakis----middle aged and frumpy.
Excuse: I was cold and needed some layers and work appropriate-ness.
Dinner last night was homemade Turkey soup (my mom makes the BEST!) grilled cheese with sriracha, and an arugula salad with Meyer lemon vinaigrette. It warmed my soul.
Mickey mouse sweatshirt, black turtleneck, ballet flats, and khakis----middle aged and frumpy.
Excuse: I was cold and needed some layers and work appropriate-ness.
Dinner last night was homemade Turkey soup (my mom makes the BEST!) grilled cheese with sriracha, and an arugula salad with Meyer lemon vinaigrette. It warmed my soul.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
I looooove lists!
Resolutions for 2013
-stay in contact with little brothers more
-stay in contact with all extended family more (text, phone calls, letters, etc.)
-see girlfriends more
-travel as much as possible & experience as much as possible in those places
-remember the best things are not things
-drive to see J at least 4 times
-buy only what you really and truly love & is perfect, no rash purchases. buy what you love.
-work on physical & mental health, eating, exercise, positive thoughts, doctors if need be i hate doctors, and have many justifiable reasons why
-really focus when spending time with my love
-get out of the house more and do stuff—bicycle rides, walks, art, exploring, kayaking
-see mom and dad as much as possible
-more one on one time with Brother unit
-go to nyc with n
-less makeup
-less everything
-learn to let go
-declutter
-more baths
-better wine
-focus not on money but on experiences and above all trust
-be happier, focus on little happy moments throughout the day
-be nicer, or at least be quieter when not feeling very nice
Today's Roster
-green tea
-green tea backup
-cashew cookie Larabar
-soy latte
-green apple
2013 is the Year of Green for me apparently?
-green tea backup
-cashew cookie Larabar
-soy latte
-green apple
2013 is the Year of Green for me apparently?
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
2013
My mother once told me that what you do on the first day of the new year is indicative of how you will spend the rest of your year.
I'm not sure how I feel about that.
My Love and I spent last night eating incredible homemade spaghetti and meatballs (he. Is. The. BEST!), playing banana grams, and watching the middle third of Downton Abbey season two. Our take is that we love it, of course, but holy soap opera-ness. The heir is back! Presumed dead! But he had AMNESIA! And he is DISFIGURED! So we cannot tell if it's him or not! And he has a strange accent! And Lady Mary's fiancée is a DICK! Mrs. Bates is dead TOO! It was entertaining but rather exhausting.
Yesterday's dinner was the first real meal I've had in five days. I had a TERRIBLE reaction to a z-pack I was given for general malaise/strep/etc and it effed me up! Originally thought it was food poisoning but since everyone shared everything at lunch and no one else was sick, it had to be the drugs. I got sick approximately 4 hours after taking the first dose. Man, was that shit brutal. I am weak as hell and have lost all the jolly vacation weight I put on.
No resolutions. My fathers exact quote was "my resolution is no resolutions, I just want to be me". Word Dad! I said "I'd like to work on being a nicer person" and he said "lulu, do not do that."
From the mouth of Parental Units.
Happy New Year to you and yours!
I'm not sure how I feel about that.
My Love and I spent last night eating incredible homemade spaghetti and meatballs (he. Is. The. BEST!), playing banana grams, and watching the middle third of Downton Abbey season two. Our take is that we love it, of course, but holy soap opera-ness. The heir is back! Presumed dead! But he had AMNESIA! And he is DISFIGURED! So we cannot tell if it's him or not! And he has a strange accent! And Lady Mary's fiancée is a DICK! Mrs. Bates is dead TOO! It was entertaining but rather exhausting.
Yesterday's dinner was the first real meal I've had in five days. I had a TERRIBLE reaction to a z-pack I was given for general malaise/strep/etc and it effed me up! Originally thought it was food poisoning but since everyone shared everything at lunch and no one else was sick, it had to be the drugs. I got sick approximately 4 hours after taking the first dose. Man, was that shit brutal. I am weak as hell and have lost all the jolly vacation weight I put on.
No resolutions. My fathers exact quote was "my resolution is no resolutions, I just want to be me". Word Dad! I said "I'd like to work on being a nicer person" and he said "lulu, do not do that."
From the mouth of Parental Units.
Happy New Year to you and yours!
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