Ice cream for breakfast and other delights
I can't say I am clever enough to come up with a way of eating ice cream for breakfast without actually eating ice cream for breakfast. But thankfully, I read a blog of someone who is. Of the few food bloggers I read, Heather of Heather Eats Almond Butter, consistently comes up with (really) healthy versions of less than healthy →
Autumn Granola
I love the fall and daylight savings time is probably my favorite day of the fall since I get to wake up early with the sun coming up like I do in the summer, without sacrificing it being my favorite part of the year. The changing of the seasons never ceases to change my appetite drastically. Where in the summer →
I pledge allegiance
I pledge allegiance to myself and my commitment to creating wonderful food. This is my monthly lament that my hectic travel schedule has kept me out of the kitchen as much as I'd like. It is a big bummer to me. Makes me feel unlike myself. I want to be moving further into the food world, instead of away. I →
Banana Ginger Muffins
The other day before physical therapy, I headed up to the top of Queen Anne in search of an amazing, eggless pastry treat. I am not big into sweets much anymore, not sure when that happened. I use to be such a sweet fiend, but now I rarely crave anything sweeter than a scone or a not sweet muffin, I →
Monday Morning Pancakes
I am mad at breakfast. Really, really mad. One of the things I was most looking forward to about not being Vegan was having breakfast back. But I got robbed. I found out I was allergic to eggs and I already am sensitive to wheat. While it is still possible I am a Celiac, I have been doing a bit →
Getting back in the game
The foodie in me has been reinvigorated lately. Between amazing eating in Italy, new fun cookbooks, reading good books about food/eating and the deepening of fall into the space with crisp cool air and vibrant leaves on the trees, I find myself wanting to do nothing but cook and experiment in the kitchen and run (preferably in the early morning →
Calm before the Storm
Tapering can be fun if you are able to distract yourself from the various aches and pains that show up and occupy the time you usually spend running. I have done a good job of not having too much "tapering madness" as well as not over or under tapering. Tapering for a 100k race can be tricky. You can't back →
A few of my favorite things
This past weekend my sister was in town and on Sunday I dragged her with me on my first trip to the West Seattle Farmer's Market. While the current offerings of local, organic, in season produce are sparse, just being there reminded me of the bounty that is set to come in very soon. It was very exciting to me →
School Days
Remember back in elementary school when you were on the playground and playing some game at recess and you got to do a "do-over". Some days, like today, you wish you could just rewind a few hours and have a "do-over" of the day and somehow make it better. Alas, we cannot, but it is one of those days where →
Sunshine, good food and friends
What could be better than sunshine, good food and friends. Well, more than one day of freak 80 degree weather and brilliant sunshine would be a nice start but all in all, the one day was at least a hopeful glimmer of what is to come. On Saturday, I got out for my last "long" run before Leona next →
Call yourself a Fast Foodie
"Eat Food. Not to much. Mostly Plants." That is Michael Pollen refrain in his latest book In Defense of Food. I love this book because it is one of the first "nutrition", and I use that word very lightly and somewhat ironically in this case, that doesn't use reductionist nutritionism and very simply, sums up all the things I have →
la belle nouvelle vie; an overture in three parts
Despite being an up and down week, it truly is a beautiful new life. My saturday has been productive, I ran errands, I ran miles and I threw down in the kitchen! What more can you ask for? Bubba Cakes-a work in progress This morning I decided to attempt to make a vegan gluten free oak cake, based on the "flying aprons" →
Kinda Quarterlife-y
There are just those days when life sometimes fits like a coarse wool shirt on bare skin. It comes out of nowhere and is often prompted by nothing specifically. A feeling of inherent meaninglessness just zaps all semblance of energy and passion and all I want to do is crawl back under the covers and try to sneak out the →
