charbroiled shoyu chicken + curried mac salad lunch plate


charbroiled shoyu chicken + curried mac salad lunch plate recipe (via

You guys, I have a confession to make. I’m hoarding chicken thighs like it’s the apocalypse. That is, if the post-apocalyptic world has bigass freezers for stockpiling things like warehouse store-sized packages of organic poultry, which it probably won’t since all those cable shows depict more of, like, a bunker-fulla-pantry-goods situation, and that seems way more on point. Unless those cable show guys are just suckers, because while they’ll be farting up their bunkers with space-dried beans and peas, I’ll be feeding my fellow zombie escapees these moist and juicy vittles all while using phrases like “moist and juicy vittles” to ensure my place in the pack as Official User of Awful Words. Yer welcome. Ok, but really — chicken thighs are on repeat around here these days, and for good reason. They’re cheap, relatively lean, and about a hunny times more flavorful than their pricey white meat buddies. Just toss ’em in a zip top bag with any number of marinades or seasonings and you’re but a 10-min broil or grill away from a fine meal full of craggy, crispy little odd bits. Also, they’re way more forgiving. I mean, it’s not like you can’t overcook them — you can. But if … Read More

curried cantaloupe + toasted coconut ice pops


curried cantaloupe + toasted coconut ice pops recipe (via #spicy #vegan #dairyfree #sweets

Oh haaaaaay there. Did you miss me? I took last week off to try my hand at being a Professional Boob Sweat Wiper Offer. And guess what? I nailed it. I’d go into detail, but I have a feeling you’ve already got a pretty rockin’ image going on. Plus, my fellow California gals Lily and Gina waxed far more poetic about the recent heat wave than I could ever hope, so I’ll encourage you to head in their direction(s) if you’ve not already. Bottom line: shit’s been hot. This week, however, we’ve seen a slight respite. As in, Lana even wore pants on Tuesday. And on Wednesday, we took a little jaunt to the city and it was brisk enough that I busted out the baby knitwear. The baby head knitwear, to be exact. A baby hat, you guys. I busted out a baby hat. Did you click that link? Did you die? I’m sure I’m Like Totally The Most Biased, but dat gurl straight melts my heart. Speaking of melting, I suppose I should address these ice pops already. This is what happens when you’re attempting to ride out the last days of summer while secretly jonesing for the … Read More

mini blum’s(ish) coffee crunch cake


Mini Coffee Crunch Cakes recipe (via Chiffon cake layered with coffee coconut cream coffee crunch honeycomb | #cake #coffee #recipe #desserts #dairyfree

Babies, I have determined, are perhaps the best drug on Earth. In their presence — with just one whiff of sticky-milk cheeks, a gentle raking of fingers through downy soft hair, the trill of a new voice finding new volumes — time both stands still and speeds up, a pinwheel turning wildly in the wind. Your own future becomes both vastly clear and deliriously blurred. Those newborn nights you were certain would never end; the physical pain of complete and total exhaustion that you thought you were prepared for, you silly goose now hardly more than a “remember when…” in the wake of even more sticky-milk cheeks and downy soft hair and a too-rapidly maturing voice that has found not only new volumes but baaaaahs and goooohs and even multisyllabic, sing-song coos that I swear resemble the words “let’s get french fries.” (No lie. Chris heard it, too.) It’s all you can do to stop and ponder — aloud, perhaps, in the middle of a grocery aisle — how the past day or week or month has possibly fallen underfoot when you can hardly recount how you passed the last 60 minutes. It’s a wonder they let new mothers operate heavy machinery. Clearly, the sweet … Read More

ultimate summer blt bowls


Ultimate Summer BLT Bowls - with BBQ bacon, sweet corn, pickled beets, rye croutons, raspberry-dijon dressing and more! (via | #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


raspberry basil gingerade fizz recipe (via #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


earl grey chocolate pots de creme with honeyed coconut whip (via #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


lemongrass chicken + tamago banh mi tacos with five spice mayo (via #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


Salted Double Chocolate Cracker Crack (Saltine Toffee) with Roasted Almonds | via #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!


vegan peanut butter + jelly popsicles (or ice cream) via | #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


spicy caramelized spam + scallion pasta recipe via | #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