When I first saw Crock Pot Refried Beans making the internet rounds a while back, I got kind of excited. I mean, I’m a fiend for the Crock Pot, surely I’ve made that clear by now. But the first time they really truly landed squarely on my radar was when the wonderful Simply Scratch posted a great-looking recipe for them. And even though they look terrific, unfortunately, they have lard. No-go for a vegetarian.Read More
You know, I have to admit, I’ve always been a little torn on black bean soup. Yes – it almost always tastes delicious, but as far as aesthetics go? Let’s just say it’s not the most attractive soup out there. It can tend toward … sludge-looking tendencies. Delicious sludge, but sludge nonetheless.
So I decided to make a black bean soup recipe with a little more oomph to it and a little less sludge. I pureed it like your traditional black bean soup, but then I add some whole beans and a couple of cups of brown rice at the end. Prettier! Though … okay, fine, still a little sludgy.Read More
Okay, so maybe it’s more khaki than green.Read More
Today, I have no story. The kid and the dog are playing on the floor, sort of throwing the tennis ball back and forth. It’s cute. My guy and I have just started house shopping and my brain is reeling a bit from our first excursion out looking yesterday evening. We’ve started packing up this house and it’s already mayhem. And then the daycare I had just started taking my little one to a couple of mornings per week – the daycare that took me months to find, that took me even longer to wrap my brain around, the daycare that my little one was loving, the daycare that allowed me to have a few blessed uninterrupted hours to work on Kitchen Treaty – just fell through.
And so I’m processing. Lots of processing. No story, but there is a smoothie.Read More
Ours is a home divided. Or, I guess more specifically, a barbecue divided.
As is the case in many backyards across America, my guy is the lord of the grill. I mean, I know how to use it. Okay, fine, I’m ashamed to admit he showed me how to operate it last summer. Then I promptly forgot.Read More
We’re into our hearty breakfasts around here. What’s the saying? Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a queen, and dinner like a pauper? We do pretty well on the first two, though generally we eat dinner like kings again. I guess we like our crowns.
Breakfast, though, that’s a biggie. Especially now that the little one is in the mix – just from pure instinct, breakfast is her largest meal of the day.Read More
In our house, one of the biggest stresses of late is our teething toddler who often refuses to eat what we put in front of her. She suspiciously eyes her sunflower butter sandwich, her carrot sticks, her banana slices, her organic grapes, her whole-wheat pancakes … and then tosses the bite-sized pieces, one-by-one, to the hovering (and, incidentally, very happy) dogs.Read More
It’s happening. My daughter is saying new words every day, and as much as I’m trying not to succumb to the baby talk, well, sometimes it’s a little contagious. So I may have found myself calling her diaper a “by-poh” once or twice. Elmo is eh-ma, the cat is “me-AHHHowww” (said plaintively, just how the cat says it). And bananas? Na-na-nas. Naturally.
So today, I have brought you a vegan na-na-na chocolate smoothie. I know, I know – it’s only cute when she says it. Okay: vegan banana chocolate smoothie.Read More
So, I realize I’m several years late to the party here, but I’ve finally discovered yoga.
It’s, like, a trip to the spa for a massage. Except you do it yourself, it’s cheaper, and you feel even better afterwards. I’m taking very beginner level classes – no impossible pose attempts in front of depressing mirrors and no hot-yoga blackout episodes, not that I’d know anything about either of those things – and I’m practically giddy over how much I’m enjoying it. “Grace” and “flexible” are about the last two words one would ever use to describe me, but if I keep this up, maybe I’ll get a little closer. So far, it certainly makes me feel great.Read More
I’ve been making these carrot fries for my toddler for awhile now. They’re the perfect way to serve up carrots to little ones because they can grab them with their chubby little paws and gnaw away at the soft, tasty bits.
They’re fun for dipping, too, which toddlers loooove. My little gal has just figured out that she loves carrot fries dipped in hummus … though for some reason she tries to feed her forehead before her mouth and so she has a lovely pile of hummus all over her head by the time all is said and done, but hey. My kid is eating carrots and hummus, so I’m happy.Read More
We all know a great pizza must have a perfect crust. Chewy with a few crispy bits here and there; delicious flavor all its own.
But an amazing “pie” is just as much about the pizza sauce, too.Read More
The weather here in the Seattle area has been so, so strange. Just over a week ago, a dense fog descended upon us, and didn’t lift until yesterday. Apparently, it’s called a “fog storm.” Really, it just made me feel like I was living inside a horror movie for seven days. Without the blood, gore, stupid dialogue, and tense jumpy moments, thank goodness.
Naturally, living in pea soup made me want to make pea soup. I think out of the box like that.Read More
Tofu can be off-putting, or tofu can be delicious. It’s one of those neato foods that takes on whatever flavor – and often texture – you want it to, for better or for worse. Usually, thankfully, for the better.
So I think it’s kind of funny when people flat-out declare they hate tofu. Except, you know, they haven’t even tried it – in any shape or form.Read More