CARBS is a gift I can get behind for V-Day. I’m not a big go-out-to-dinner V-Day person. Instead we like to just stay in and cook a quiet, chill meal and then watch something trashy on television while talking about how we still can’t believe we let a crazy corgi live with us.
We’re actually headed to Big Bear on Sunday and I’m super excited to hang out in the snow and stay in a cabin for a few days, especially since there’s this really strange and unusual heat wave in LA right now and it’s really bumming me out. It makes me want to move. The snow will be a much welcomed change. I also maybe sorta bought Amelia a parka so that’ll be cool. (She already hates me.)
When I think of “romance tips,” I think of those taglines on the front of womens’ magazines. I remember being like twelve always reading them and being curious what it meant to use your tongue in such and such way and what “surprising him” really meant. I sort of can’t believe I was sort of allowed to read those magazines at that age and not allowed to watch rated R movies but whatever.
As an adult, I can now say the one thing you should do to infuse romance into your relationship is not any of those things (I mean, I’m sure they work) but the real thing is to laugh. And a lot. Not like just a chuckle here and there but like really laugh. Laugh so hard tears are rolling down your face. And talk about everything and anything all the time, which most likely will lead to more laughing. And nothing is more funny and more unexpected than pantsing your bf/gf when they least expect it.
For the broken hearted! Or the people who have had a rough few months on The Tinder.
These cookies are dedicated to my former single self who sort of hated Valentine’s day and would vom a little bit when she’d see cute couples at Whole Foods buying groceries to cook dinner with each other. So much side-eye but only because I was really lonely and isolated. Looking back I should’ve learned to enjoy that time so much more.
Club sandwiches should be on that VH-1 show Where Are They Now? because I haven’t seen one grace any sort of menu anywhere for a very very long time. I think it’s because they’re super 90s, like Nirvana and Blossom and no one really wants to remember. Except me.
I love a club sandwich. And I like the classic version, with its barely toasted bread, slices of Swiss cheese, turkey and bacon AND iceberg lettuce and slices of tomatoes. My favorite part is when they were cut into triangles and held together with toothpicks (see: around da stadium).
This version is a little different. The turkey and bacon have vanished and been replaced with ribbons of zucchini, carrots and sprouts. I know. You’re either shaking your head or you’re super stoked and want to try. I’m crossing my fingers it’s the latter.
There are nights when all I want for dinner is a big bowl of guacamole and chips. And since I’m grown up, I have just that.
This is somewhat of a silly post because we all know how to make guacamole, don’t we?
Though we probably all vary with additions and ratios. This is my favorite version. It’s untraditional, as they say, because I love adding diced tomatoes, jalapeños, red onion and lots of lime and salt.
I do prefer the smash up the avocados first and then fold in all of the add-ins because I don’t want smashed onion and tomato, you know? But other than that, it’s crazy easy and simple and normal.
If you ever live in South Florida for a bit, you get well acquainted with Cuban sandwiches. As a kid, I liked them but actually used to take out the pickles because I thought warm pickles were gross-city. And I also hated mustard so that had to go, too. But now I think they’re maybe the most perfect sandwich in existence.
Here’s how a Cuban sandwich goes: bread with a crispy exterior and super soft interior, a swipe of mustard, pickles, pulled pork, thinly sliced ham and a few slices of melty swiss cheese. The entire thing cooked a la plancha (think a griddle kinda with a press on top). Eat that with a side of cafe con leche or my favorite pineapple soda in the entire world, and your head might explode it’s so good.
Since there’s this whole football game situation coming up, I thought I’d be a perfect time to make that Cuban sandwich I just described into a dip! Yeah boi.
This dip is obviously a little different because in order to make it in dip form some cream cheese and creme fraiche (the tartness is necessary) have to be thrown into the mix but seriously it tastes similar in many ways.
I was reading this book called Cooking by Hand one night and came across a description of a recipe (there are barely any photos in the book) called zuccotto. I liked the name and said it like I was an old Italian man: “zuccccotoo!” V exaggerated, you know?
It sounded really interesting: a dessert made with slices of poundcake and put into a mold and stuffed with whipped cream. I did some googling and came across this really fun video of this man making his with lady fingers and flavoring the ricotta with amaretto, chocolate, marscapone and nuts and fruit. When he removed it from the bowl, it looked amazing!
I was sold. I made this with poundcake instead of lady fingers and I stuffed it with a few different flavored ricottas.
I watch MasterChef Junior and am sort of in awe of those kids, on television, articulating themselves so well, while perfectly icing cupcakes. Like, what was I doing at age 10?!
Let’s see…I was probably convincing my mom to give me money (or trying to earn it by doing random chores) so I could ride my bike to the corner store and load up on Starbursts to only pick through them and only eat the pink ones. I was probably thinking about my frizzy hair and how unlucky I was to be born this way bc no boy would ever like me. Now, I like my hair but still only like the pink Starbursts. We don’t change that much!
There’s a good chance that you’re giving me stroooong side-eye right now.
Yes, girl. In cookies. I didn’t exactly invent this idea but I have been seeing white and red miso being used in “hip, cool” bakeries so I figured I’d give it a go.
They add a lot of rich nuttiness to cookies, think peanut butter or almond butter. This cookie almost tastes like it has a mild nut butter in it rather than miso but not really. It’s hard to describe, but I will say it’s very savory. It goes SO well with white chocolate. And the salt just takes it over the edge.
Yesterday I showed a lil’ sneak peek on the Instagram and a lot of ppl were like WHITE MACADAMIA! And I was like well…sorta.
And they sort of remind me of them but more interesting. Remember when you’d go to the mall, eat a Mrs. Field cookie and look at lingerie in Victoria’s Secret and go to The Gap. I miss those dayz!
I actually always dreamed of getting those cookie cakes with my name written on them but then when the time came, I could never make the sacrifice because I LOVE CAKE.