Two days ago I put on my best bitch face and walked into a dealership and bought a new car! It’s the most boring, practical car ever but I don’t care because it doesn’t cost me a million dollars every month, it’s inexpensive on gas and gets me from point A to B. But in my dream world, I’d drive one of dhese…
Right now I’m in my very practical car headed to Palm Springs. So many last day of school vibes! While it’s just going to be for the weekend, I’m super excited to just chill for a few days by the pool. Amelia loves PS more than any of us because it means she gets to swim and jump in the pool and swim some more. I also bought a pizza floaty for her to lounge on. Hoping for a good Instagram moment with that one.
One more month of spring! This entire season has been mostly cloudy with chilly mornings and I’ve been fully taking advantage before summer hits.
My favorite early morning spring activity has been hitting up Hollywood Farmer’s Market because the produce is insanely beautiful and delicious-looking. I usually head in with only like five things I want to buy but end up leaving with SO much more. This past Sunday I went with the intention of buying everything spring-like. I succeeded, grandly. I left with fresh elderflower, beautiful asparagus from Zuckerman’s Farm, fava beans, bright purple kale and the cutest most adorable quail eggs.
I’ve thrown a few spring brunches in the past and I have a few guidelines I always follow.
1. Have one or two dishes that can be made ahead. It’s way too much work for one person to make everything the morning of. I made the muffins and lemonade the day before so the day of, all I had to do was throw together the toasts and the hash.
2. The food doesn’t have to be ready when people arrive. I always have to remind myself of this. Delegate tasks. If you need the drinks to be filled or potatoes to be diced, ask one of your friends. They’ll feel useful!
3. Only serve food family-style. No one needs coursed out meals. Make things that can be served in big pots or in large format dishes. It will make your life SO much easier.
4. Play fun music. Play Drake or 90s hip-hop. Basically pick music that will make people almost want to dance but not really. Leave the Radiohead and more serious music for a dinner-time party.
5. Make clean-up easy on yourself. I like these Glad® OdorShield® Gain™ Original Scent with Febreze® trash bags because they smell so fresh! and actually have a 5-day guarantee (no smell!). Nothing is worse than smelly anything. These are actually the trash bags I use all the time (even before this post) because they are super strong. If you’ve ever had the bottom of a (very full!) trash bag break as you were about to put it in the dumpster, you will understand the scars that go along with that incident. These don’t require you to double bag them for the smell or the possibility of breaking. And if you’d like a coupon (because we all love coupons), here’s one for $2 off!
You know when your mom tells you the same story over and over and over and you just nod your head and act like you’ve never heard it before. This is called being nice. I do this all the time. Love that woman but OMG.
I almost started to tell you that I go to the Hollywood Farmer’s Market every Sunday to buy produce but I feel like you know this very boring story and I’ll probably tell you this story again when I share the rest of this very spring brunch so I’ll just say that this elderflower came from the market.
I’ve decided that this is a great time to re-watch all of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and OMG the first and second season DO NOT DISAPPOINT. It’s a nice reminder how mean Camille was and how Brandi was super crazy even in the beginning. If you’ve been searching for something to watch while you do laundry/cook/clean, etc. it’s a fun thing to re-watch.
On Wednesday I’ll be posting a huge spring brunch situation that I shot last week with my partner-in-crime, Mr. Billy Green. Today I wanted to share one of the recipes that’s on the table, these Chocolate Rye Muffins with Strawberry Butter with Pink Peppercorns.
You know that saying, I’m working for the weekend. I’ve always thought that sentence was SO depressing because it made it seem like weekdays can’t be fun.
But right now, that’s sort of my reality. The next two weeks are jam-packed with deadlines and long to-do lists and recipes I need to nail. So, while I’m definitely not working for this weekend, I’m sort of working for Memorial Day Weekend. I’m headed to Palm Springs with a few friends and I’m super excited about swimming in the pool with Amelia. My friends Cassie and Burke are bring their pet bird, Ludo, which is sort of strange but whatever!
I’ve been thinking a lot about chimichurri recently.
Back when I was a senior in high school, in Florida, I spent that entire year mostly eating (surprise, surprise!). I grew up mostly eating cuban, Colombian, Peruvian and of course, American food, but this was the year where I really sought after different types of food on the regular.
Last week in the kitchen was full of humble pie. So many fails! First, there was a no-churn semifreddo with tahini that never whipped up properly. Apparently tahini is too heavy for whipped cream. Lesson learned. Luckily, I switched things around and I think it finally worked (currently in the freezer!). Fingers crossed. And then there was a sesame tuile. Have you ever made one? I wanted to make one so I could feel like the fancy pastry chef that I’m not. They’re insanely strange (or at least the start is). I burned, like, the first two or three batches but the last one worked and was really good! Definitely needs some work. I’m thinking more salt and more sesame but mostly, kewl!
If there’s a deal to be had, I’m down. When I first graduated from college and was on a serious budget, I came across an article where Jaques Pepin talked about how he would walk into a grocery store and only cook from the items that were on sale.
I looooved that idea so I started to do that, too. At first I thought it was going to be super difficult, but having things narrowed down actually ends up being oddly helpful.
A few weeks ago I visited ALDI in Arcadia and pretty much did the same exact thing, except everything is practically on sale.
I woke up in a mood on Monday. It was gloomy. I had two new breakouts on my cheek and I had to take Amelia to the vet. Somehow her vet visit ended up being twice as much as it should have been (she’s ok, just a normal check-up).
On my way home from the vet, lights on my car’s dashboard started going off like crazy which forced me to pull over into a grocery store parking lot and call Josh for help. While I was in Josh’s car, explaining what had happened to my car his car battery died. It was one of those days, one of those Mondays…
I’ve been trying to snap myself out of my annoyed, shade-faced of a mood for the past couple days. I feel like my face has been in a permanent state of this.
My cure is cheese. And a soup that is so simple, you’ll wonder why you haven’t made it before.
Asparagus is bursting at the super markets and farmer’s markets. If you’re lucky, you’ll find some delicious super fresh asparagus for like $2.50 or $3 a bunch. If you do, buy two bunches and eat it with everything. Like all good things in life, it only lasts for so long.
Lately everything has been happening too soon. Holidays, birthdays, ends of months, beginning of seasons, etc. Everything.
I don’t know if that has to do with me living in a big city like Los Angeles where everything just moves so quickly or it has to do with this part of my life, when it’s busy-busy and there’s no time for slowness.
I’m trying to figure out ways to stop time a bit. One thing I’ve been doing lately is going to the farmer’s market on Sundays and cooking with what I get that day. I try for it to be as leisure as possible, I play music, loudly, I invite my friends over. I drink wine. I eat cheese.
For this post, I teamed up with The Laughing Cow because I can eat like twenty of their wedges of cheese and not even think twice. Out of all their flavors the new Creamy Asiago might be my favorite. I have good memories of asiago bagels so maybe this is why I love it so much.