Recipe blog by Adrianna Adarme
The real name of this salad should read:
“Roasted Rainbow Heirloom Carrot Goat Cheese and Avocado Salad with a Citrus Cumin Dressing.”
But! it needed some tweaking. Let’s not do recipe titles that read like paragraphs. Not a good look. Also the word “rainbow” is way cuter than the word “heirloom.” (I think.) Who doesn’t want to eat a rainbow?! No one.
This dish is like a plate full of skittles…but in carrot form.
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Something happened when I started this food blog…all my (boy) friends (a.k.a. friends who happen to be boys) started texting/calling me with their cooking questions.
I’m not sure what it was per se that piqued their interest in cooking since most of them didn’t care a few years ago. I kinda think it had to do with growing tired of their typical take-out and fast food options..but mostly…it was to cook for girls.
I couln’t really blame them? I mean…boys cooking = cuteness.
I’d get calls like, “hey, I have two eggs, one sweet potato and garlic in the fridge…what can I cook?” They’d call with questions about roasting vegetables, how to cook bacon, what roasting actually means, etc…and then they got the hang of it…and umm…it’s really cute. Now, I get texts (all of the time!) of pictures of what they’ve cooked.
1. The first pic of filet wrapped bacon with a side of potatoes au gratin. This is a huge step for my friend Ian. One time he told me he was giving up fast food and then opened up his freezer to show me all the Lean Cuisines and Stoeffers meals. He wanted approval. Umm…
2. Second picture is total show-off city. My friend Ryan got all fancy with his omelet and Sriracha. He’s a cooking pro (sort of) and makes some of my fav guacamole ever. His secret: crushed cumin seeds, which he pronounces in another way to be crude. I laugh every time…mainly because deep down I’m four years old.
3. Third picture is my friend Justin bragging…his girl makes him vegetarian chili. Girls cooking for boys is equally cute.
4. And then, after four (separate) calls on how to make sweet potato fries, Justin got all crazy and put ‘em in some fish tacos. Kind of genius. Let’s be nice and just ignore the burnt ones.
5. & 6. Travis eats super healthy. He sends me pictures of healthy food made delicious. Some sauteed shrimp with peas and carrots. And the other picture is a tofu patty he made with rosemary carrot fries?
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I’m all about some one-pot/one-pan meals. Reason number #1 – less dishes to clean. I really, really dislike doing dishes, although I guess that’s a pretty obvious thing to say. If you’re a weird person who likes doing dishes, we probably don’t get along.
Actually…if you like doing dishes then maybe we should be best friends. As in, the kind of best friends that will drop by unexpectedly do nice things for each other. How about, I cook dinner in your kitchen and you come clean my dishes? Deal? Deal.
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Fact: I don’t eat very much meat. Technically, my diet is classified as “pescetarian” because the only meats I will eat are fish and seafood.
Fact: I never call myself a pescetarian because I think the word sounds snotty.
Fact: Contrary to popular belief, I, like most vegetarians, do not like eating salads all the time. I do not typically believe that a salad constitutes a meal. I prefer “stick to your ribs” kind of food.
Fact: Uncooked and/or steamed tofu is gross. Seriously people, why even put it on the menu?
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I am a huge fan of Looney Tunes. Note: I’m not saying that I was a huge fan as a child, I’m still maintaining my super-fan status now as an adult. I even bought tickets to see Bugs Bunny at the Hollywood Bowl, which means I spent 2 hours watching cartoons on big screens while the LA Philharmonic played the music live. I was happier than a five year old on Christmas morning.
I’m sure that my mom was at least a little happy about my love of Looney Tunes, not because she wanted me watching TV, which she normally didn’t, but because those clever cartoonists were smart enough to have the loveable Bugs always munching on carrots. Which meant that I, in an effort to be just like Bugs, also wanted to always be munching on carrots. I can even remember my mother once telling me to stop eating carrots or I would spoil my dinner.
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I sometimes wish I could have conversations with my past, younger self…here’s a conversation between Little and Big Adrianna that I wish I could have:
Big Adrianna: Hey…geez you’re tiny.
Little Adrianna: You’re tiny too and you’re supposed to be a grown adult. Umm…I don’t mean to be a harsh, but you don’t look like Cindy Crawford. People tell me I’m gonna grow up to look like her.
Big Adrianna: I know I know, disappointing. I’m not as rich either. Oh and by the way, sweet punch stain on your upper lip. Classy.
Little Adrianna: I like Hawaiian Punch, sue me. Hmm…well, your hair is pretty.
Big A: Oh yea…way nicer. I mean, I have to blow it straight and I need this fancy straightening cream and a flat iron…but it works, you know.
Little A: Yeah, totally…well, you look really happy.
Big A: I am…really happy.
Little A: Is it as hard as they say? You know, life…
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