Roasted Kale Sprouts, Apricots & Bacon

It’s a sweaty August afternoon. And, yeah. You guessed it. I’m sweating.

I’m sitting here writing to you with an aggressive amount of coconut oil in my hair, dishes in my sink, and wearing last night’s pajamas. I really overshot things in the attempt to give my recently colored hair a much needed coconut oil moisture mask. Like, I can feel oil dripping down the sides of my face, and maybe down my back. I’ve tucked paper towels into the front of my sports bra in order to make a bib to catch the drippings. This is real life, my friends. This is real life. At any moment I could be mauled with an enthusiastic Golden Retriever tongue bath. Emma likes coconut oil a lot… so, I’m trying to type quietly as not to wake her from her power nap. My hair could become her afternoon snack. So, shhhhh. She’s dreaming little doggy dreams, her legs moving wildly trying to chase things. I wonder if she smells the oil. I wonder if she’s chasing me. Yikes! […]

BLT Breakfast Salad With Soft Boiled Eggs & Avocado

So I’ve been meaning to tell you…

I’ve been eating salad for breakfast.  It’s true. I wrote an entire post with my best breakfast salad tips and tricks over here.

The truth is, I’ve never been a breakfast traditionalist.  It’s not that I am opposed to breakfast food at all. In fact, I love it. I just don’t let “breakfast rules” limit where the morning is allowed to go. I’m not going to freak out if breakfast looks a lot like lunch or dinner, ya dig? Where some people find the idea of eating last night’s soup pretty gross, I find it to be pretty great. Depending on how long you’ve been hanging out over here, you know that I relish in the mornings where there is a leftover steak in the fridge. Yes, I will gnaw it cold and straight off the bone. No, I will not make a plate. Yes, I am an animal. Just listening to my body, one weird meal at a time.  […]

Grain-Free Banana Cranberry & Lemon Breakfast Cake

 

Hello. My name is Gina, and I am a banana hoarder.

Send help.

You might be wondering, how does one identify themselves as such? Sure you’ve watched those shows where people collect newspapers and trinkets and hundreds of cats, but banana hoarding has yet to be seen as mainstream. I get it. So, let’s just say there comes a point in time when you open up your freezer in order to stash away this week’s leftover banana bounty, only to realize there is legitimately no more room due to your already overwhelming collection of frozen bananas. My husband is confused. We discussed this a little bit the last time I made you banana bread. I’ve since stopped letting my bananas rot in the dark corners of my kitchen counters and have instead moved on to extreme hoarding behaviors. You tell me which one is better. I’m just not completely sure. […]