Crispy Red Curry & Lime Chicken Wings

So, I hear the Super Bowl is going to be happening on Sunday. I’m going to be honest with you and let you know that I have no idea who is playing, and very little understanding of Football itself other than the obvious “CLEAR EYES, FULL HEARTS, CAN’T LOSE!”–You know, those Friday Night Lights feels. Texas Forever. Coach Taylor. Jason Street. Riggins. QB ONE! Ok, those aren’t really sentences, but rather just me blurting out names. Cool. Cool, cool.  […]

Turmeric Cauliflower Tabbouleh Salad With Veggies, Herbs & Peaches {Gluten-Free, Grain-Free, Paleo, Vegan}

What do you say we sneak in one more late summer recipe to close out the season? You know, just a bookend before the PUMPKINPOCALYPSE explodes in full swing and our internet eyeballs feel the harsh sting of cinnamon and cloves on everything. I’m totally not mad at fall, you guys. In fact, I welcome the cooler weather and the shift in energy that comes with autumn. I like to watch the leaves turn. I get excited when the first rain hits and the dusty golden hills get their first drink of water. I like the feeling of baking my fist pie. I enjoy taking a fork to that pie while watching Netflix and asking my husband to light the first fire of the season. All of these things feel cozy. Give me a sweater and some thick socks and a thermos full of hot toddy. I’m in.  […]

Quick & Easy Homemade Guacamole

Who’s in the mood for a little storytelling? I’m going to give you the origin story of how I learned to make the worlds easiest guacamole. But, mostly this is an in memoriam to the kitchens of college past.

When I went off to college I was armed with an arsenal of low cut tops, chunky platform flip-flops and a handful of recipes that I had learned from my mother. The first year of school was spent in a crowded dorm room with two other girls. The microwave was attached the the refrigerator, creating this for-rent contraption called a “Microfridge”. Like any good Hawaiian girl, I brought along a rice pot. My Filipino roommate moved in with the largest bag of rice I’d ever seen, and a Costco pack of Vienna Sausage stored on the upper tier of our closet, above the coats. These things made up our “kitchen”. Cooking that year didn’t resemble cooking. I ate a lot of frozen burritos, and whatever suspicious “maybe it’s chicken, or is this fish?” they served us in the cafeteria. Our Microfridge only caught on fire three times that year, burning whatever questionable food we were trying to nuke at the time. I suppose this was a regular occurrence in other dorm rooms as well. Sometimes when walking the halls, it would smell like a Chicken Chow Mein electrical fire–wafting the scents of takeout mixed with dangerous university issued appliances from under the doors. I missed being able to cook my own food. I missed having personal space. I missed not falling asleep to the sound of one of my roommates smacking lips with her new boyfriend.  […]

Crispy Old Bay French Fries With Sweet Onion Cashew Dip

It’s pouring rain outside. My lawn has liquefied into a swampy and unfriendly puddle. My grandmother (one of my absolute favorite humans on this earth) has been in the hospital for days. It’s Monday. I have a 101 degree fever…again. Life is happening. It’s swift and rough and sometimes lovely despite its discomfort. There have been moments through the uncertainty and sadness that have felt light and necessary. Being able to hug my mom. Telling jokes in a hospital room with my family–and feeling the blanketed weight of our situation lift in between the breath of laughter. Holding my grandmother’s soft hand as she falls asleep and mumbles bits and pieces of her Watercress Soup recipe. Hanging out with my cousins and meeting their sweet puppy Moose. But, if we’re honest, I’d really like to crank some sappy ballads, turn on the fireplace, hide under a blanket and sing at the top of my lungs. Does anyone else process emotion this way? Also, french fries with crispy edges and something good to dip them in.  Ballads and fries. All day.  […]