Let’s take a minute to talk-o ’bout the taco bowl. Puns, heh.
The concept of a taco bowl is taking everything you would shove inside a tortilla and just throwing it into a big serving trough (or bowl) and then eating from this trough with a trowel (or fork). If we’re honest, I make this stuff once a week. It tastes good and it comes together quickly. It’s also another excuse to put guacamole on something, so right there, I’m into it. The lack of tortilla encourages room for more veggies and greens. This is the perfect way to trick one’s husband into eating a large salad. Maybe I should serve all salad with a side of hot sauce. It works. Continue reading →
My idea of the perfect breakfast is a leftover steak I take out of the fridge and eat cold. Usually with my hands. I’m not ashamed. My father likes to get on me about it being very “National Geographic”, but… you gotta do what you gotta do. Follow your bliss, right? My bliss just happens to come along with cold steak juice dripping onto my nightgown in the AM. We all have our things. Continue reading →
Every now and then I find myself in a stalemate with a veggie (this week it was an eggplant). We pause, we lock eyes… we just kind of stare at each other. I grumble and look quizzically at it as if it’s going to speak to me. It’s as if I am Michelangelo and this vegetable is my marble. Maybe it will tell me what it wants to be. Nope. It’s not talking. We’ve got ourselves a strong and silent type. At this point I get all ponderous and morose over why I decided to purchase an eggplant in the first place. I consider letting it live out its final days on the counter top right next to my sad little banana graveyard, but just don’t feel right about it. Plus, let’s be honest…. I’m hungry. Life is hard. Continue reading →
As most of you know, my husband went out of town on business. How do you know this? Well… I wrote a pretty awkward post about it. Remember my last post where I drew you a Capybara Ballarina and there were talks of me eating entire boxes of gluten-free mac and cheese? Yeah. #SingleLadyProblems. Well, things didn’t get any more normal in the evenings to follow. I baked and consumed an entire dozen chocolate chip cookies. I spent Saturday evening making jelly and sobbing while watching the movie Stepmom. Don’t worry… I totally saw a bunch of friends and went out into the world, but when it got late and my hands needed to keep busy, I would get in the kitchen or get out a paintbrush or turn on Netflix and watch four solid hours of birthing documentaries. Whoa. Real story. I saw everything. I then spent an hour and a half researching midwives and doulas and water births. And no I’m not pregnant, I just have access to Google, which lends itself to my crazy inquisitive spirit. Thanks, Google. Continue reading →
I know, I know. Here I go about tomatoes again. But, OMG…
You guys. I totally didn’t kill my tomatoes this year.
This is BIG news. As someone who is enthusiastic about growing things, it can be slightly disheartening when I kill my succulents. Correct. I have killed various cacti in my gardening career. Don’t even get me started with my various vegetable growing flops. It’s a sad scene.