I make some of my best dishes off-the-cuff when I don’t feel good. When I’m sick, I need rest, green tea, and hot delicious food, in that order. Plus throwing together a very quick, simple but tasty meal for myself lifts my mood and helps me feel better.
This little veggie hash is one of those things. I didn’t think much of it when I threw it together the first time, but then it was gorgeous. So gorgeous I had to make it again a few days later. It not only takes very little time and looks gorgeous, but it’s easily customizable and full of veggies and it features one of my favorite sausages of all time: calabrese. Continue reading
Sam-I-Am would approve
So you know that I’m not a huge fan of breakfast foods (my friends tease me because my favorite workweek breakfast is a bagel with chicken salad on top), but I do occasionally like eggs. If I’m going all out, I like to scramble them slowly over low heat with cream, olive oil, herbs and parmesan for a very unhealthy delicious and creamy dish served over asparagus and next to bacon or ham. And sometimes I like eggs in purgatory served next to black beans and tortillas. But sometimes I just want simple, low-fuss eggs but with high-end taste. And Sunday was one of those days. So I threw together this little dish.
This is more of an idea than a recipe. A no-recipe recipe, if you will. Guidelines. Suggestions. You know. Continue reading
Josh’s office held a potluck this week, which his coworker Sophia was kind enough to tell me about in advance (Josh is not very good about giving me advance notice of such things…it’s often a, “Oh, honey, I need a dish that feeds 20-30 people for a potluck…this afternoon” kind of thing. But anyway…potluck! Apparently this one had an international theme, in honor of the Winter Olympics. Ooh là là.
Immediately I thought, “I’ll do something French.” It’s my usual fallback. I credit this to five years of French class and billions of hours spent watching Pepe LePew cartoons in my youth. That crazy Pepe. Doesn’t he realize that’s a kitty?
I had the perfect recipe in mind, too, something I saw recently on FoodTV: balsamic chocolate truffles. While technically a recipe from Everyday Italian, I consider truffles French. And even if they were Italian….still fits the international theme. Also: chocolate. Win-win. But then I actually read the recipe and realized it would take like 4 hours to make those things and there was no guarantee they’d come out right the first time, and it’s a weeknight and well—maybe those were better left for a weekend project. C’est la vie.
So now I had to think of a real dish. Go go gadget brain! So to speak. I scrolled through the 15 or so recipes in my Evernote cookbook that are tagged “French” until I found one for a Roquefort quiche.
Hmm. Quiche, you say? Continue reading
Aaaaaaaaaand we’re back.
It was an odd weekend, really, this past weekend. There was very little cooking and no baking. Indeed, a pall of sadness hung over our apartment. Poor Josh had to have all four wisdom teeth removed at once and…well, let’s just say, he’s seen better weekends. And while I was reasonably healthy myself and not even a fraction as miserable as Josh, I tried not to cook too much because I felt sort of like a meanie making delicious food when he was subsisting on soft oatmeal and light Gatorade.
But today, as Josh slowly makes his way back to health and normalcy, I am slowly making my way back into the kitchen. I baked a super easy cake recipe I found on AllRecipes.com, which yes, I did choose because it didn’t require butter and lazy girl that I am, I didn’t feel like trekking to the store to get more. What’s even more shocking about that is the fact I was nearly out of butter to begin with. But no matter! I experimented and the cake looks good but as of the time of this writing, I have not tried it yet.. Continue reading
So, yeah, I don’t really eat breakfast foods, per se. I know, I’m odd. I’m told that on a regular basis. I used to eat breakfast foods. I used to eat pancakes, french toast and waffles until I realized that those delicious yet sugary carbs were exactly the reason I was crashing and feeling crappy by midmorning. Again, I tend to have low blood sugar and reactive hypoglycemia and the worst thing I can do is start out the day with a metric ton of sugar pouring into my bloodstream. So I stopped eating those. Eggs tend to make me sick, and I only ever ate them scrambled anyway and not very often. And breakfast meats like sausage and bacon are full of fat, which I tend to avoid not only due to my preference for eating somewhat healthy but also because meat tends to make me sick to my stomach for some unknown reason, and the fattier the meat, the worse it is (I know, I know, I’m so oddly delicate, right?). So I avoid breakfast foods. We go out to brunch on the weekend and my husband gets an omelet or french toast…I get a chicken caesar salad. Or a gyro. Go out with coworkers during the week; they get bagels and cream cheese, I get chicken salad. That’s just sort of the way I am. Besides, in my opinion, lunch foods are way superior–and more varied–than breakfast anyway. Continue reading