vietnamese shaking beef with gingered sweet potatoes + a giveaway!

Vietnamese Shaking Beef with Gingered Sweet Potatoes recipe (via thepigandquill.com) // #grainfree #paleo

In case you didn’t notice, it’s almost the holidays. I swear just yesterday I was sitting on a wintry beach in Maui shoving my little Lana-belly full of fish tacos and shave ice and now she’s here chilling with us on the outside cutting her Third Freaking Tooth and outgrowing her footie PJs like she’s getting paid for it. WHAT. THE. HEDDLE. I don’t know about you guys, but when the holidays are this close in sight, I become decidedly torn about what and how to eat. On the one hand, it’s only too easy to daydream about things like chestnutty stuffing and potatoes and PIE. But at the same time, knowing those things are in my future, I find myself unnaturally drawn to cleaner, healthier foods that boast big, vibrant flavors. I crave them now — before the holidaying really gets going — and, more predictably, I’ll crave them later, once I’ve gorged myself into a carby, beige oblivion. Today, I’m super excited because, in addition to sharing a recipe that totally fits the bill when it comes to that whole clean(er) eating concept, I’m also giving you guys the opportunity to win a free organic meal delivery from Sun Basket that makes pulling … Read More

pumpkin curry with peanuts, peas + crispy spice-crusted tofu

pumpkin curry with peanuts, peas + crispy spice-crusted tofu recipe (via thepigandquill.com) #fall #glutenfree #vegan #dinner

Can we talk a minute about things I’m feeling these days? One: Pistachios. I bought this huge bag of them in the shell because we have these friends that always put out pistachios when we go to their house for dinner, and it’s super fun because it’s, like, both a snack and an activity and something to do with your hands when you’re not quite ready for that second pre-dinner beer — except for I’m currently in my own house on my zero-th beer trying to write this blog post and snack at the same time and all I want is to be able to slam handfuls of pistachios into my face between paragraphs but THE FREAKING SHELLS ARE IN THE WAY and who has time for activity-snack hybrids anyway what was I thinking omfg. Seriously though. If someone wants to come over here and feed me shelled pistachios, I’d be ever so grateful. I’ll pay you one-thousand pistachio shells, which just may be the current form of currency in the year 2097 when this tangent is done. Two: Lana + vintage duds = I’m dead. Feelsie-feels times a million. Tres — currrrrrrry! I’m aboust it, you guys. Of late I’ve been puttin’ … Read More

curried cantaloupe + toasted coconut ice pops

curried cantaloupe + toasted coconut ice pops recipe (via thepigandquill.com) #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

vegan pb + j popsicles // #popsicleweek!

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

herbed asian quinoa salad (vegan + gf)

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

spiced summer squash quickbread (gf)

spiced summer squash quickbread recipe - gluten-free/paleoish (via thepigandquill.com)

I set out intending to leave this post free of any mammary references, but then I went for my first postpartum jog the other day and realized that HOLY JESUS Running With Boobs Hurts Like The Dickens and it just didn’t feel right keeping the lid on such an epiphany, so there goes that. And to think I actually wanted these things back in high school. Ouch. Also, how uncomfortable is the word mammary? I’m having mixed feelings about it, mostly because every time I hear it I picture whales swimming around with little storybook clusters of bubbles floating about, because obvi whales are my go-to mammal visualization (cute!). But then also: mammaries. Just ew. Let’s talk about less ew things. This quickbread situation fits the bill. It came about as a way to use up pretty much any and every summer variety of squash that came our way in last year’s CSA when I was battling a fierce case of Preggo No-Likey The Squash Things. Natch, all of our zucchini made their way into breads and muffins, but when I started turning up my nose at pattypans and crooknecks, too, momma had to get creative. Turns out, there’s not a whole lotta difference … Read More

buttered miso-tomato soup with roasted garlic + togarashi (gf)

Buttered Miso-Tomato Soup with Roasted Garlic + Togarashi via thepigandquill.com

Do you guys know Sylvie from Gourmande in the Kitchen? I’m so honored to be pinch-hitting for her today so she can get some well-deserved R&R on the sunny beaches of Maui. I’m more than a little envious. It’s hardly been three months since we babymooned on that very island and I already miss the jungly black sand beaches. The unmarred white sand beaches. The mochiko chicken. YOU GUYS. The mochiko chicken. Happily, I’ve got something comin’ round the bend that’ll hopefully take the edge offa that craving, but we’ll save that for another post. Today, we’re talking about scratching a different itch — one that originated after I slurped some of the most unique ramen I’ve ever sampled: tender, toothsome noodles swimming in a buttery miso broth infused with, of all things, bright tomatoes, garlic and parm. Yup, like, the cheese parm. And get this: it was suuuuuuurrrrr guuuuurrrrrrd. So this soup pays, in at least a smallish way, homage to that super decadent, velvety marriage of tomatoes and miso, rounded out with lots of sweet, nutty garlic. It’s even finished with a pat of Kerrygold, because apparently I take things like buttery broth pretty literally. (Also: buttah makes everything bettah.) Oh … Read More

creamed spinach toasts with fried eggs + fennel

creamed spinach toasts with fried eggs + fennel (via thepigandquill.com)

Easter eggs. Can we call these that? Is that just too easy, too obvious, when I tell you that this brunchy feast is the exact thing you’ll want to dive your face into come Easter Sunday? Maybe so, but I never promised to be a clever one. And freaking Easter eggs — c’mon! It’s kinda cute. Cyuuuuuuute. Kyoooote. I’m getting soft. Ok, but before we talk about eggs real quick, can we just address THE JINX? Have you guys watched it? We were completely sucked in and polished off the whole mini-series in, like, three days. (I’m a liar. Two days.) And then went totally down the rabbit hole reading everything The New York Times has ever written on that squirrelly little muther. It’s only six eppies, you guys. Go watch it right now. And then watch Mad Men, because the first half of Season 7 is finally on Netflix and I ripped through that, too. I can’t tell if I’m liking Peggy or hating Peggy or liking Don or hating Don but I think I’m liking Don and still on the fence about Peggy and probably all men should look as dashing with silver hair as Roger Sterling. Thoughts thoughts thoughts?? It’s … Read More

greek sweet potato fries with curried tzatziki

greek sweet potato fries with curried tzatziki (via thepigandquill.com)

Just a shortie today because I’ve got roughly three weeks of freezer meals calling out to be labeled and organized and tetris’d into a spot that was previously occupied by six frozen ‘naners. Which have now become two ginormous loaves of pineapple-banana loaf cake, also headed for the freezer. Systems are failing. (PS – Do you guys have any interest in the whole freezer food game plan? Mehbeh I’ll do a little posty-post about how it’s all coming together and then a Part Deux when it all gets cooked up for countless post-baby dins and inevitably falls miserably apart. Is that completely, totally boring? Comtotesboringo? Snoresville? Lemme know.) This past weekend Chris and I had a small non-shower at the corner bar chock fulla beers and burgers and chicken strips and cuppycakes and exactly zero games and it was awesome. We’re so lucky to be surrounded by friends that have truly become our second family — and as only children, it’s so comforting to know that our little babes will grow up with more honorary aunties and uncles than she can count. (Well I mean, when she can count, she’ll be able to count them, but I’ma keep things low-presh…) In addition … Read More

roasted shrimp + polenta with halloumi (or pancetta) crisps

Roasted One-Pan Shrimp + Polenta with Halloumi or Pancetta Crisps (via thepigandquill.com)

As I write this, a small being is hiccuping away inside my belly. I’m growing something that hiccups. Is life not an absolute trip? That person I never thought I’d be — you know, that woman completely enamored with what’s taking place inside her as new life blooms into being? I think I’m becoming her. I took my sweet-ass time getting here, but I think it, or she, rather, is finally sinking in. Being pregnant does not The Suck. Nor is it, as I thought it would be for the duration of this experience, Totally Normal. I think maybe — finally — it’s kind of Awesome. <3 I like Awesome. With less than two months to go, Chris and I have entered full-blown nesting mode. (Charming how I’ve lumped him in with me, isn’t it?) We’ve tucked into every corner of our tiny house (and our not-so-tiny garage) in an attempt to clean/repurpose/maximize each square inch of potential living/storage space to the very best of our ability. The folks at the local Goodwill donation center probably know us by name. I’m certain they at least know our car well enough to suppress a small feeling of dread as we make our weighty approach. … Read More