Daikon And Carrot Noodle Salad With Sesame Ginger Dressing

I haven’t sat down to write in this space for three months.

Well, that’s not entirely true. I’ve come here. I’ve flipped the lid of my laptop. I’ve stared blankly into the screen. I’ve opened up a fresh document and wrote over a thousand emotional words about the hollow exhaustion I feel on this lengthy health journey–plus, just all the feelings.

Feelings about shootings,  infuriatingly flippant rape convictions and all of the tirelessly troubling news that seemed to hit over and over again during the summer. The 2016 political climate and how IDONTUNDERSTANDWHATISHAPPENING.  I wrote about why I wasn’t writing. I just wrote all the words that came up. The word vomit. Out of my finger tips. Finger vomit? Feelings vomit? Finger feelings? I wrote those.

How do I say all the things I need to say? How vulnerable is too vulnerable? Do I even have anything important to say? I’ve been silent for too long. Do I even remember how to blog?  This is a food blog, should I even talk about rape here? So many important things are going on, not to mention the crippling exhaustion I’ve faced these last months struggling with my own health. Should I let them know that sometimes, even though I’m strong, I cry and sincerely fear that I will never be healthy again? Should I really just write about salad? Look, here’s a nice salad. Surely I can’t come back from not saying any words, and being silently overwhelmed with emotions, just to jump back in like nothing ever happened and make you guys a salad!! […]

Veggie Lover’s Easy Asian Slaw With Sesame Dressing

Growing up is weird, right?

The more grown I get, the more uncertain I am if the term “grown up” is even a real thing. I think, like most young people, I had this false hope that one morning in my late twenties I would awaken with a strong grip on how to do taxes, and the willingness to save money for a new sensible vacuum cleaner. I would be tidier. I’d have cosmically started a retirement account. I would feel a certain maturity. The depth of my wisdom would increase alongside the axis of how strong my prescription glasses needed to be. I would definitely not curse in front of my husband’s boss. And, I probably wouldn’t sign business e-mails with emojis. But, this doesn’t happen. It’s not concrete. I still have the crappy vacuum cleaner I purchased when I was nineteen. I’m wiser, but not above asking Web MD if I am dying when I have a headache. I’m aware that grown up mail is usually just a slew of bills, credit card offers, and an L.L Bean catalog from that time I purchased my husband a fleece. I’m aware that sometimes the child who is working the checkout of a Trader Joes will call me Ma’am and not card me when I purchase wine. And, I’m certainly aware that being a grown up means eating a lot of veggies. […]

Slow-Cooker Turkey & Mushroom Soup With Ginger & Kombu

Today is the day after the holiday one might refer to as “Eatsgiving”.

And, if you’re like me and have a mountain of leftovers in your fridge. you most likely have been playing the part of “The Glutton” in a motion picture sequel known as “Thanksgiving Take Two: Who’s The Turkey Now?”  This is a movie that takes place in your own living room on the couch with a plate that’s filled up with bird and gravy and stuffing and veggies and ALL THE THINGS. No cameras are present. Just a pair of sweatpants and some shameless crumbs on your shirt from that second piece of leftover pie. Who are we kidding? It’s your third piece. You mindlessly ate an entire piece of pie as a snack while making up a batch of broth with your turkey bones. You’re nothing if not resourceful. Also, every time I’m saying “you” or “you’re” know that I’m definitely talking about me. Yes. I’ve thrice pie-ed. Also, the plot of this movie is a little thin—unlike the gravy in my mouth corners. […]

Marinated Thai Pork Chops With Spicy Cilantro Sauce & Herbs

Ever watched a film that gave you an insatiable need to marinate pork?  No? Well, then perchance you’ve never seen Chef.

I might have watched this movie three times in one weekend, but I can’t say for sure. What I can say for sure, is that this film was GRADE A food porn. It felt like a breath of fresh air–a bacon-scented wind blowing against my food-loving-face.  A visual symphony, singing me a melody of “marinate something—probably a pig”. So, that I did. We got piggy with it. […]