Lately I’ve been playing this super fun game called How Many Episodes of Fixer Upper Can I Watch In a Row. Another game I like to play: How Many Iterations of Enchiladas Can I Make.
I’m great at both games! As a person who lives in LA and deals with housing prices that make me want to cry (especially for what you get), this show makes me want to move to Waco, Texas allllll the time. (Except I’m not sure if I could live in Waco, even tho a craftsmen for 30k looks amazing!)
The other game, the enchilada one, has proven to be pretty delicious. This one is filled with your favorite spring vegetables: asparagus, fresh peas, baby spinach and tons of flavaaaa.
This weekend was a celebration! The bees successfully packed up their belongings and moved their hive to Pasadena and we got honey! Woot woot! The honey is dark amber, delicious and rich. It wasn’t enough to make a whole dessert from but it was just enough to drizzle on some ricotta slathered on a piece of toast. Good enough for me.
And! And! Joshua is back from a 2-week stint in Asia so I celebrated by baking cookies and making a whole bowl of good things: sautéed artichokes, asparagus, brown rice, an avocado sort of shaped like a rose, and a bunch of bloosmdale spinach.
And then I decided to make these baked falafel balls because I’m allergic to frying things (sometimes).
I learned a trick from Mark Bittman. The trick to good baked falafel is to brush a baking sheet with a few tablespoons of olive oil so it almost pan fries in the oven. The result is a nice golden brown crust all on the outside. Genius, right?!
I’ve seen cauliflower pizza crusts around for a while. And each time, I shook my head like oh hell no. Because I’m what you call a real pizza lover type of person. I like real crust, real gluten, real carbs.
But for the past few months (since the beginning of the year), I’ve been working out like crazy (mainly because I’ve started to really like it) and have been searching for something healthy-ish to eat at night when I want pizza.
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.)
I’ve been writing this blog for SO long that I feel like some of my all-time favorite recipes are sort of in the dark depths of the archives…with terrible, terrible photos. From time to time during this year I’m going to be re-shooting these recipes, giving them a bit of a re-do.
The first one up is the childhood soup that was a staple in my house: Aguadito. I feel like every type of cuisine around the world has its own version of chicken soup. They’re all meant to heal, warm and nourish you when you have the sniffles, are hungover, feel under the weather or when you’re just really fucking cold.
Today is the very last day of my cleanse and it has not been a walk in the park. On Saturday I felt like I was dying. There were body aches and headaches and my entire sinus situation was all messed up. I sneezed I’m not kidding you like twenty times that day. I was in bed all day watching Million Dollar American Princesses (I love shit like that).
But then, it all went away. They say it’s all the toxins working their way out of you. I feel great today, not sick, not sneezing, but still dreaming about nachos. I don’t think that’ll ever go away.
Instead I have this, which ain’t so bad. I love the dressing. I could put it on everything. Then again, I love, love tahini. It’s just like the most magical thing ever.
These soba noodles are all buckwheat but my favorite noodles are the ones that have a bit of whole wheat in them. They taste a million times better. If you’re trying to be uber healthy, then maybe you’ll want to go with the buckwheat ones—your choice!
This week has been weird and foggy…and rainy! I feel like I’ve been yawning the entire time and haven’t had that gusto that everyone seems to be having except me. GOALS! RESOLUTIONS! BE THE BEST YOU! I’ve been more like:
1. Maybe Steve Avery really did to it?
2. Leonardo DiCaprio is gonna win an Oscar and he grunted the entire time. (A must see!)
3. I really want pizza.
4. I really want a milkshake.
5. I bet there’s someone on Pinterest that has made a pizza milkshake. Barf.
Back to reality, back to alarm clocks and emails and to-do lists and hashtag goals. Can we just all go back to bed? The goals thing is giving me a headache.
This break was maybe my favorite. I slept a lot, thought a lot, wrote down dreams and hopes, hung out with Amelia and Josh and my mama and friends.
And though the vacation flew by and I wish I could do it again, I’m super excited about 2016. I love fresh starts. I love clean and bright things and this new year feels hopeful. I’m kicking this whole “let’s eat healthy” phase we’re all going through with a healthy-ish recipe.
I’m not all that great with healthy (although I’m starting this thingy tomorrow, plz keep me in your thoughts) so it’s not outright healthy just healthy-ish.
Ribolitta is a Tuscan soup often thickened with bread. Some people put bacon or sausage or meat in it, but I prefer a veggie version.
I like lucinato kale and sweet carrots. I like this with more broth than what’s typical because I love slurping soup. And I love the lemon juice. I think it’s essential, though totally untraditional. And I love, love a lot of crushed red pepper. The soup is flavorful and deep yet very light.
This is one of those super silly no recipe type things but except there is sort of a recipe.
I’ve been making this—I’m not kidding you—nearly every single day for the past few weeks. I usually serve it with piece of roasted chicken or a few shrimp or even a side of roasted sweet potato.
I feel like a genius that I found out that tongs are the simplest, fastest way to spaghetti-ing the spaghetti squash. It takes about a minute and there’s no burning your hand trying to get two forks all up in there.
This recipe is sort of inspired by the idea of the book Sheet Pan Suppers. It doesn’t take from any of the recipes in there but this can literally be made on one sheet pan—that’s all you need!
The spaghetti squash is laid down, flesh side down, on the baking sheet. And then I sneak under a garlic clove or two so that steams along with the squash in the oven.