ultimate summer blt bowls

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Ultimate Summer BLT Bowls - with BBQ bacon, sweet corn, pickled beets, rye croutons, raspberry-dijon dressing and more! (via thepigandquill.com) | #salad #summer #bacon #blt

Hey guys! Happy Friday! This week has been so much fun. On Monday, I stepped in front of the camera for a change in the name of a new gig that’s probably going to elicit aaaallll the face-palm monkeys ever. (Yes, I know they’re not really face-palming…) On Tuesday, the Bestie from Sac came to spend some time with little Lana before she’s suddenly bigger than the both of us and all sassy pants all the time. We shopped and sipped and inhaled Whole Foods’ vegan donuts, which I think might be the only items worth their weight in the entire prepared foods section of the store. The chocolate-banana? Is well…you knowwww. I could eat a dozen. Wednesday and Thursday found me recipe testing for Alanna’s forthcoming baby — her cookbook debut, that is — and, spoiler alert: that lovely being is at least 87% evil genius because I somehow pulled off baking a (freaking dairy-free!!!) cake in 90 degree weather without breaking a sweat. I cannot wait to see her finished product and lick its black-magic pages. So exciting, friend! Which brings me to today, when we’re translating one of my favorite — nay, one of The Favorite — sandwiches … Read More

raspberry basil gingerade fizz

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raspberry basil gingerade fizz recipe (via thepigandquill.com) #drinkthesummer #summer #mocktail #recipe

You guys, I don’t know about your parts, but my parts are hot. My parts meaning both of the world and, um, of my bod. My parts are hot. Lana’s parts are hot. I feel like at the conclusion of each nursing session I’m peeling us apart like a sheet of stubborn cling wrap that just is not having it. Poor little clammy kiddo. We’ve been swaddling her nekkie at night (well, diped up but no jammers) in the lightest little muslin swaddle we’ve got and she’s been getting through it like a champ. Because lemme just put it out there right now: if you straightjacketed me with a burlap sack in a house that routinely remains 80+ degrees well into the evening, I’d be giving you The Stabbiest Look Ever with my eyes. But she just fusses once or twice kinda sleepy like and then gives into slumber like the precious babe she is while I use the nearest burp cloth to mop the sweat from ‘twixt my boobs. It’s. Fecking. Hot. Thankfully, today marks the start of a cool-down, but I swear I couldn’t have gotten through the last four days without a tall glass of icy, fizzy goodness, which is why … Read More

earl grey chocolate pots de creme with honeyed coconut whip

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earl grey chocolate pots de creme with honeyed coconut whip (via thepigandquill.com) #dessert #recipe #dairyfree #chocolate

Let me tell you a story. I’ve never actually met Akiko Graham, but I can tell you with a fair degree of certainty that, in addition to being a phenomenally acclaimed ceramist, she’s an excellent human being. Generous and thoughtful and soulful and sweet. And while I’ve never met her children, either, I’d also bet she’s a pretty spectacular momma. Reminds me a bit of my own, actually. A couple of years ago I was managing communications for a renewable fuel company when the phone rang. It was an unusually cold winter in the Pacific Northwest, and the unexpected drop in temps had caused our pump’s auto-shutoff valve to malfunction, so Akiko Graham was standing in a pool of biodiesel while the fire department mopped things up around her. And she was apologizing to me. Amidst helping Akiko fill out an incident report over the phone (all the while assuring her that the spill was in no way her fault), I noticed that her email address referenced her pottery website and proceeded to stalk her talent for the next two days before deciding that everyone on my gift list needed an Akiko piece of their own for Christmas. Since that first fateful order, I’ve … Read More

charbroiled lemongrass chicken + tamago banh mi tacos with five spice mayo

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lemongrass chicken + tamago banh mi tacos with five spice mayo (via thepigandquill.com) #tacos #asian #recipe

Gonna keep things simple today because we’re off to spend a long weekend with ye’ old granfolksies and homie needs to pack up all the shit that apparently is required for a 13-lb human to function. Oh, ok — to function in style. But it’s a lot of shit, you guys. And that’s not even counting the actual, um, shit. Which is surprisingly unshitty. Wow, really getting you revved up for tacos, aren’t I? Rewind. It’s no secret I love tacos. Or even, specifically, fusion tacos. It’s also no secret I love banh mi. As Joey Tribbiani wold say, put your hands together. Voilà. (You thought I was done, huh?) These little gems are so stinkin’ good — and my favorite part might be that the chicken is broiled until all the little dark meat nubbies are blackened and charred and rocking that kinda faux charbroiled flavor you get from a Burger King patty — except not at all like that and one hunny pecent legit. (Here’s where I admit that I really do kinda like that sneaky fast food charred flavor. Like, a Whopper Jr. with all that grilly goodness and a solid attempt at crisp, cold lettuce? I almost wouldn’t say no to that … Read More

salted chocolate cracker crack (saltine toffee) with roasted almonds

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Salted Double Chocolate Cracker Crack (Saltine Toffee) with Roasted Almonds | via thepigandquill.com #recipe #sweets #candy #chocolate

Someone please tell me: how are we on the heels of August already? How can it be that I’ve not yet witnessed a single one of summer’s silk scarf sunsets for myself? More broadly: where have my evenings gone? I won’t for a minute complain that our darling bug takes her bath, like clockwork, at 6:30 every night and is snoozing peacefully by 8. Nor would I trade that solid hour plus of sleepytime snuggles for the sun glinting rosy on an emptying wine glass — but if I could just have my cake and eat it, too, as the saying goes. If I could have my cake at all, these days…sigh. To be fair, I did partake in an irresponsible amount of cake this past weekend when my mom (so mommishly) picked me up a box of dairy-free cupcakes while the rest of our family luxuriated in the candy-coated cloud that is Coffee Crunch Cake when we came together to celebrate Lana’s first 100 days. (I’ve since vowed to make a dairy-free version since much of the Coffee Crunch recipe is already sans-milk, but I fear the trick is getting the whipped cream frosting as ethereally airy as the real thing. Coconut … Read More

vegan pb + j popsicles // #popsicleweek!

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vegan peanut butter + jelly popsicles (or ice cream) via www.thepigandquill.com | #popsicleweek #summer #recipe #vegan

It’s heeeeeeeeeeeeeere! Popsicle Week 2015, aka The One Where I Eat Allllllll the Peanut Butter. I hope your party pants are clean. If you guys have been here for a while, you might recall that Popsicle Week is an annual thing thanks in no small part to Billy over at Wit & Vinegar and his most excellent hosting skills. (Seriously, doing these group post thingies is kind of a tricky bia, so THANK YOU, BILLY. Managing a zillion hyperlinks is fersure a herding cats situation.) You can — and mosdefshould — visit Billy’s official PW page to check out the 65+ bloggers who are participating in this year’s event. You can even scroll a little further down the page to see who all made what in the 2013/2014 Popsicle Week editions. (‘Member when I made these Vegan Mexican Mocha Fudge Pops and these Strawberry Basil Ice Pops? Yep, they’re up there, too!) True to classic PB+J form, this year’s pops are sticky and messy and sweet and salty and will have you scraping the bowl and licking your fingers and thanking sweet jesus that some ancient boob decided jammy fruit and smooth, blitzed peanuts should pals around together on the regs. And while I’ll admit that … Read More

spicy caramelized spam + scallion pasta

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spicy caramelized spam + scallion pasta recipe via thepigandquill.com | #pasta #dinner #recipe #summer

You know those foods you can’t help but eat on repeat? Those (often pantry-based) dishes that you come back to again and again, even when the fridge is freshly stocked and the cooler weather is begging you to finally crank the oven and get creative? If you know me, you know I’m talking hot dog sammiches, breakfast for dinner, stick-to-your ribs soup. Yes, soup. Even in the summer I can’t get enough. And this pasta. You guysssss, I can’t oversell this pasta enough — and trust me, I’m about to try. It’s fast, simple and positively addictive. Topped generously with furikake, it’s like musubi married pasta. Married corned beef hash. I LOVE CORNED BEEF HASH. But, like, the glorious, should-be-reserved-for-camping canned kind that you can get all super crispy on the edges. Did I lose you? Are you like, gerl, corned beef hash is not at all where it’s at. If you are, I’ma bet you’re also like, gerl, spam is for email filters, not mah mouf! To which I say: you’re wrong. And then I beg of you: let this pasta change your mind. Just…just trust me. This one time. Because crumbly browned bits is why. Because caramelized. Because it’s spam that’s … Read More

blueberry key lime cheesecake tart with gingersnap crust

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blueberry key lime cheesecake tart with gingersnap crust recipe via thepigandquill.com | #baking #sweets #dessert #summer

Hi guys! Just a quick one this week because the long weekend beckons! Around here, that means firing up the grill, strolling the streets of the Peninsula’s many charming downtowns and farmer’s marketing until we can’t take it any more. We’re also keeping up the tradition of mixing a little Ohio into our 4th of July weekend — although this year, Ohio is coming to us in the form of my bestie, Amanda. It’ll be her first time snuggling the bug in person and I have a feeling seeing two of my favorite people ever meet face to face will have this momma’s tear ducts in overdrive. Something else that’s got me crying these days is this tart! One, because it’s too dang pretty. (And too dang easy! Because I don’t make complicated bakenanigans…) And two because I’M OFFICIALLY OFF DAIRY CUE ALL THE SADFACES. At least for the time being. Lana’s either got a mean case of reflux or a mean case of dairy aversion. Or a mean case of momma’s milk is shooting down her throat like a fire hose and if you were fed with a fire hose you’d have indigestion, too. Yep, it’s a thing. It’s called “heavy … Read More

curried peach hand pies

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curried peach hand pies recipe | via thepigandquill.com #summer #fruit #baking

It’s peach season peeeeyotches! Holla if ya hear me. Peaches make me think of two things: 1) Face/Off. Which, despite Nick Cage’s sickko one liner about, um, peaches, remains one of the best worst movies ever. 2) PIE! When I was a kiddo, our neighbors had a Babcock peach tree with a limb that draped liberally into our yard and sagged heavy with juicy, white-fleshed fruit, ripe for the poaching. In summer evenings when the valley heat calmed down a beat, my mom would throw open the windows — thus inviting inward the sweetest delta breeze to ever kiss my pillowcase — and dial the oven to pie baking temps. Because baking hot as shit pies on a hot as shit day is what you do when the fruit begs it of you. My mom’s peach pies are of the old-fashioned variety: tall and lumpy with heaps of fruit and enveloped in two flaky crusts, the top of which is lacquered and ambered and adorned unapologetically with a little cluster of hand cut pie crust leaves and the likeness of the fruit within. It’s the thing that, today, would bring a tear to those hipster-maker-types’ eyes. Pinterest, eat your heart out. Unfortunately, the baking … Read More

herbed asian quinoa salad (vegan + gf)

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herbed asian quinoa salad recipe (gluten-free) | via thepigandquill.com

You know that feeling when you drag yourself up from the depths of a particularly realistic dream only to stumble through your house like a stranger? Bathed in the buttery glow of early morning, the rooms are all the same: there’s salt in the pig, dust on the turntable. The down pillows on the sofa are dented just so (hi-YAH!) — and yet you turn down the hallway with fresh eyes, taking it all in the way you would when the light blinks green and the door swings open to a freshly turned hotel suite. It’s refreshing and disorienting and quietly intoxicating all at once because it happens maybe once in every hundred dreams. You curse and revel in the unfamiliarity of your own space. You know that feeling? That is parenthood. A novel and jarring distortion of your previous reality. Or simply: an awakening. Apparently, it takes eight weeks to recognize this phenomenon. Maybe it’s because the initial stupor of having your every breath revolve around a being wholly separate from yourself is slowly lifting as it evolves into something you’re rather fondly coming to see as the new normal. Maybe it’s lady hormones. Ok, it’s probably the latter. I say this because I’ve eaten … Read More