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 … Read More
vegan pb + j popsicles // #popsicleweek!
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 … Read More
herbed asian quinoa salad (vegan + gf)
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 … Read More
spiced summer squash quickbread (gf)
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 … Read More
buttered miso-tomato soup with roasted garlic + togarashi (gf)
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 … Read More