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turn and face the… day? stray?

Saturday, July 7th, 2012

Sure, I could Google the words to that song, but the final word of that line isn’t really the point.

The point is – changes! The point is that I graduated!! Finally!! And am working again!

Basically, I’ve returned to a fixed schedule and a happy paycheck. I haven’t quite paid off my portion of the vacation that Crockett and I took between my graduation ceremony and the first day of my new job, and I can now say that I’m a master, but otherwise it’s like nothing ever happened. I leave my house at 8 am and arrive home at 5:30.

I forgot what it’s like to have free time and free brain cells.

Unfortunately, I’ve gotten out of the habit of taking pictures over the last few months. (P.S. If anyone sees my camera that’d be great kthanx.) That doesn’t mean that we haven’t been eating well! (So well that, right now, while Crockett is out of town, I’m joining a dear friend in that age old tradition of counting points – WW style, yo. Although the home eating probably isn’t what did it for me. I suspect that the five-a-day cream of coconut based drink habit I developed in Antigua are probably what did it for me.)

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Thanks to our Antigua friends Nick and Jamie for this picture!

Some of the things I’ve made repeatedly in the last few months:

There’ve been salads – both the greens kind and the chicken kind and the tuna kind. We’ve only turned the grill on once.

I don’t know. The whole last semester is sort of a blur.

Anyway.

I went line dancing last weekend. And rode a mechanical bull.

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That was fun for me. I’m not entirely sure what’s happening in the first picture. I think I might be pontificating. Doesn’t that look like a pontification finger? And the second picture is not, in fact, an elegant dismount, but rather me trying to stand up after falling off. I’d show you the dismount picture, but that’s a damn short dress I’m wearing.

It’s been hovering around 100 degrees here for WEEKS, and yesterday it finally rained for reals. Like for hours it rained. It was lovely – too late to save our grass (which we DO water, despite appearances to the contrary), unfortunately, but nice for our herbs and my general attitude.

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Not only is Crockett out of town, my mom is in CO Springs being a bad ass bicycle racer. I did my part by walking her dogs.

Well, that was the plan. Mostly they walked me.

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Then, when walking my own dogs, I ran into this:

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Since my dogs weigh approximately 25 pounds combined, I didn’t feel like facing down a coyote.

We turned around and I came home for breakfast. Even though it’s cooler today, I haven’t really felt like cooking – more like stirring stuff together and calling it a day.

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This gorgeous combo you see here is Kashi Go Lean (which I never used to like and suddenly cannot get enough of – especially the things that they openly call twigs. I love that they own it), fresh cherries (pitted with my teeth since I was the only one eating it – teeth pitting is the best way, y’all), greek yogurt, and pistachios. (5 points, if you’re interested in that kind of thing.)

I know I just said this about Kashi, but I also didn’t used to like pistachios. I have, happily, discovered that what I really didn’t like was shelling pistachios. I don’t mind shelling peanuts, or pitting cherries, or wev, but there was something about pistachio shells that just bugged me. Anyway, last weekend Crockett and I bought two pounds of shelled pistachios at Costco, and there’s no turning back. They’re buttery and delicious and salty and I want to smack past Emma for being so stubborn. Pistachios – two thumbs up.

For lunch I stirred more things together.

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No pistachios here – I thought they’d get lost and I wouldn’t do that to them. This is tuna, chickpeas (cooked from scratch successfully for the FIRST TIME EVER – if I succeed again I’ll tell you how), dried cherries, and celery with greek yogurt and mayo and salt and pepper on toast. Not pictured – the sweetest, smoothest, most enormous mango I’ve ever eaten. (6 points total).

So. I’m going to find my camera, and see you soon!

Of course, in the meantime, I’m going to rearrange my living room. Or bedroom. Or both. It’s what I do when Crockett leaves. What do you do when you’re alone at home? (If you live alone, what’s your at-home guilty pleasure?)

happy hallowgiving!

Tuesday, November 1st, 2011

I seriously don’t know why I said happy Thanksgiving earlier. I’m a little concerned about my grey matter.

Anyway. Halloween.

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For breakfast I busted out my new Bob’s 5 Grain cereal.

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I cooked it in my favorite little two cup cereal pot that my dad got me two years ago for Christmas. I seriously use this thing so often it never makes it to the dishwasher.

To my cereal I added flaked sweetened coconut and chopped frozen peaches.

I froze the peaches myself and I think I used a knife that I’d used to cut garlic when I sliced them before freezing. It adds an interesting and not particularly welcome taste to things – let that be a lesson to all of us. I have to use the garlic peaches, but hopefully no one else will face the same fate.

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My schedule this semester has been such that I don’t eat lunch on campus very often.  Today, though, I had a meeting that was necessary to verify that I’m going to graduate in May (whoooooohooooo), so I ate while grading Minitab assignments. (Minitab is a statistical version of Excel, basically, that the students in my class use to do projects).

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Leftover tofu, leftover creepy cauliflower, and toes desperately in need of nail polish remover.

I stopped on the way home to get pumpkins for the stoop, so trick-or-treaters would know they were welcome, but pumpkins are apparently passe in the grocery store. Christmas stockings are the new pumpkins. I got a big orange leaf sack with a pumpkin face on it instead, and we stuffed it with leaves from the yard.

Trick-or-treaters have been drizzling, not pouring. The Evil Flash Drive, who was here to steal our gigabytes, has been my fav so far.

Between homework and stopping Maida from trying to eat the little kids, I made falafel tacos.

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Falafel Tacos
Adapted from How to Cook Everything

Falafel:
1 can chickpeas
1/2 small onion
1 clove garlic
1 teaspoon coriander
1 teaspoon cumin
1/2 teaspoon cayenne
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1 handful greens (arugula is what I used, but parsley/baby spinach/cilantro/whatev would all add something nice)
2 tablespoons water
1 tablespoon lemon juice

Tzatziki:
3/4 cup plain Greek yogurt
3/4 cup chopped, seeded peeled cucumber
1/2 cup chopped, seeded tomato
1/8 – 1/4 teaspoon salt

hummus
tortillas

Whiz everything in the ‘falafel’ section up in a food processor. It should be chopped finely enough that you look at it and go ‘damn, that would be a pain in the ass if I had to chop that by hand’, with a little bit of paste, but no finer. It’s better that it fall apart a little while cooking than it be tough and icky.

Mix the tzatziki ingredients together and set aside. Start with the smaller amount of salt and adjust to taste. (If it tastes more like yogurt than vegetables, you can probably use more salt).

Heat a nonstick pan up over medium-medium-low heat. If you feel like a little fat in your day, add a few little puddles of vegetable oil once the pan is hot – it will lead to crispier falafels but isn’t necessary. Either way, grab golf ball sized amounts of the falafel mix and flatten them out, then drop them in the pan and cook for 3 minutes on the first side and two on the second (or until brown and tasty looking on both sides). It will take two batches unless you have a griddle sized pan, so if you want to eat them hot, keep the falafels warm in a low oven while you cook the second batch.

Spread each tortilla with hummus and tzatziki, and top with falafel. Eat.

Serves 2 – 3. (We ate it all).

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Happy HALLOWEEN!! I think our candy-wanting-kids are done – it’s dark and cold and 8:30. We have lots of mini Snickers and M&Ms and Baby Ruth. Hopefully you all have leftover candy too!

sigh

Sunday, October 23rd, 2011

I’m having a boring, frustrating week. I did poorly on an exam (which I may have mentioned), and now I’m feeling the need to prove myself academically, and I’m having a hard time doing it. I just have so much to do that I can’t focus on any one thing long enough to excel.

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The work – it is constant.

Anyway.

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I know it’s no Dogfish Head – but I love me some pumpkin beer, and this one is pretty tasty.

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On Monday I made vaguely Asian inspired tempeh and butternut squash tacos. I thought breaking the tempeh into smaller pieces would make it more flavorful, but then I baked it after marinating it, and it dried out. It took a lot of greek yogurt to make them moist enough again – but at that point, they were pretty tasty.

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On Tuesday night, we went out with my parents to Southern Sun.

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I had one of the specials, a steak sandwich with horseradish mayo and melted cheese of some variety called ‘I can’t remember but it was white and damn delicious’.

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And my mom gave me a piece of her crabcake sandwich.

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My dad had the other special, the fish and chips. I love fish and chips, but for whatever reason I was of the opinion that my sandwich would be healthier.

Obviously that was not the case.

Fortunately, my sandwich was good enough that I didn’t regret not ordering the fish. I wanted a bite, but by the time I looked up, there were only fries remaining – clearly the fish was not a disappointment either.

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Crockett had a salad with pecans and arugula and who knows what else. He loved it, but he ate half my sandwich too. That’s the problem with salad, yo. Sometimes you just need a sandwich too .

On Thursday, Crockett made beer.

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In an enormous pot in our kitchen.

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With hops from our hops plant.

It’s bubbling away under my feet right now.

Yesterday, Crockett went to the CU homecoming game and I stayed home to work. I took two quick breaks – one to make chocolate chip cookies and one to make cauliflower gratin.

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For breakfast today: plain yogurt with cherries and a crumbled cookie.

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For lunch today: cauliflower gratin (made with orange cauliflower, not purple and orange like Deb’s).

The cookies are mediocre, due to some changes I made to the recipe because of last minute ‘holy shit I haven’t gone to the store lately’ shortages, but the gratin? People, it’s like macaroni and cheese if the macaroni were replaced with delicious firm cauliflower instead.

Anyway. I’ll be better about posting this week, promise.

How was everyone else’s week?

We need to have a serious talk

Monday, March 28th, 2011

Yogurt.

It’s like magic deliciousness in a designed to carry package.

Also, I think I might have the hanta virus. Or is it just hanta virus?

Crockett says I don’t.

I wonder if my chances of having the hanta virus are greater than my chances of winning the lottery.

 

the best thing I ever made

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011

Not according to me.

According to Crockett.

Seriously. He ate one of these scones and he said “these are the best thing you’ve ever made”. I said, “really?” He said, “yeah, definitely.” I said, “what about those BLATs I made that one time?” He gave it some serious thought, but he finally came down on the side of the scones.

These were the inspiration of the genius Joy the Baker. I made a few changes based on what I had on hand. The addition of whole wheat flour makes them a little heartier, and the almond flour makes them both more tender and higher in protein. The man ain’t lying – they’re delish.

Grapefruit Scones
Adapted from Joy the Baker

1/2 cup all purpose flour
1/2 cup whole wheat flour
1/2 cup almond flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon kosher salt

6 tablespoons cold unsalted butter

1 large grapefruit
4 tablespoons sugar

1/2 cup plain yogurt
2 tablespoons agave nectar

  1. Heat the oven to 400 degrees.
  2. Zest the grapefruit. If your boyfriend somehow misplaced your zester (or you did, but obviously THAT would never happen), you can use a sharp paring knife to cut very thin strips of zest and finely chop the strips. Peel and segment the grapefruit and set the pieces aside. (There are some good pictures on how to do that here if you haven’t tried before.)
  3. Mix the sugar and zest together and rub until the sugar is all moist.
  4. In a large bowl, stir together the dry ingredients and half the sugar from the previous step (with the zest in it). Cut the cold butter into pieces and rub it into the dry ingredients until no butter piece is larger than a pea.
  5. Add the yogurt and nectar and stir. When all the flour has been mixed in, add the grapefruit segments and knead until they’re well spread through the dough.
  6. Plop the dough onto a piece of parchment and shape into a circle about 8 inches in diameter. This is a wet dough, so it will be sticky.
  7. Add the remaining zest/sugar combo to the top of the scone circle and evenly distribute, then pat to make it stick. Cut the circle into eight pieces (like a pizza) and spread  the pieces out.
  8. Bake for 15 minutes.

They keep ok, but don’t stay crunchy. I recommend freezing whatever you won’t eat the first day and defrosting them in the oven when you’re ready (350 for 5-7 minutes).

You can SEE the crunch.

A scone and a blueberry yogurt for lunch?

Ok, fine, twist my damn arm why don’t you.

 

wah-dah-lee-aach-ah

Wednesday, January 26th, 2011

Doo-de-lee-do.

Doo-de-lee-do.

People, having Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays off does not suck.

Sure, I’m working 20 hours during those days for the National Science Foundation …. (as far as they know) … (just kidding, NSF guys, I totally am). But still, being home those days?
Not horrible.

Yesterday we started with oatmeal. All important and delicious oatmeal. As is our wont, we went two different directions: me, pumpkin butter and cottage cheese. Crockett, brown sugar and half and half.

You can’t say the man has bad taste.

The wake up process is gradual.

Coffee helps.

Right now, reading this, he’s wondering again why he decided to upgrade my camera for my birthday.

Part of the whole ‘breakfast nook’ thing seems to mean that I end up eating surrounded by puppies.

I eat surrounded by puppies because, honestly, I give the puppies whatever the hell they want.

It’s sort of ridiculous.

But? Just look at that face.

After lotsa school work and consulting-site work and a short trip back to my old house to pack up yet more stuff, I came home and made my favorite salad – the buffalo salad. Easy peasy: fake chicken patty, mixed greens (with baby spinach added because good lord if we had any more baby spinach it would technically be the baby spinach’s house instead of ours), light blue cheese dressing, and Frank’s Wing Sauce. People, if you are in the overlap of people who like salad and people who like buffalo wings and people who try to eat vegetarian sometimes just for kicks, you should try this. I recommend Marie’s Light Bleu Cheese dressing – not because they asked me to (they didn’t), but because a) I find it delicious and b) I find it reassuring that you find it in the refrigerated section. Unrefrigerated dairy freaks me out.

Afternoon snacks of the crucial variety: the last of my Chobani (sad face) and an orange, cut up all fancy like I learned in pastry school.

After Crockett got home, we had leftover stew. You can’t tell, but there is a secret ingredient this time.

Love.

Just kidding. I mean, there was totally love in there, but that’s no secret. I always cook with love. I’m loving like that. The secret ingredient in THIS bowl is broken up tortilla chips on the bottom, Frito pie style. You can’t see them, but they were there, and they were delicious.

Happy Monday (said from Tuesday night)!

weird day, people

Tuesday, November 30th, 2010

It started off normally enough.

Coffee and smoothie. No surprise there, right?

What if I told you it was THE MONSTER SMOOTHIE THAT ATE MANHATTAN?

AND THEN I ATE IT?

No, seriously, it was like 18 oz. It was ridiculous. I loved it. Also, I used cottage cheese instead of yogurt, because I only have expensive yogurt (I’m looking at you Chobani) and I wanted to eat it in a manner in which it deserved. Turns out cottage cheese makes a smoothie taste like a milkshake. It’s magic, I highly recommend it.

Then on the way to school I saw a bumper sticker that said ‘So, how’s that whole ‘hopey-changey’ thing working out for you?’. I was amused for two reasons: 1) because that person is in the wrong county, yo – this is BOULDER. We LIKE Obama here. 2) Because I took this from my car, obviously, and this car was 20 feet in front of me (probably – I suck at that kind of estimating shit), and I was able to blow this up to be almost legible.

CSI is real.

Then, while still in my car, I noticed something. Something weird.

A dent in my forehead.

I hadn’t had a hat on all morning. Where did the dent come from? NO ONE KNOWS. (P.S. I took this picture while at a stop light.) Dent notwithstanding, I made it to class, and then went to the gym.

Where, in an unexpected case of not-a-fun-fact, I found this in the restroom.

Yeah, I took a picture while peeing. For you.

I crammed a full winter outfit into a moderately sized locker, and headed upstairs. Where I was confronted by….

The most depressing gym poster ever.

I guess that it sorta makes sense to teach college kids that booze has calories. Because clearly, engineering students who made it all the way through high school probably think that alcohol is made from calorie free unicorn tears.

Probably.

On my way back to my office, after 4 miles and a upper body workout, I stopped in the quad to take pictures of my lunch.

The only weird thing about this part of the story is me, and I’m basing that solely on the looks the other students were giving me.

More curried turkey salad (with the celery chopped in this time) on a sandwich thin.

The aforementioned pricey yet delicious Chobani, with a little wild honey on top, for dessert.

Then a biscotti leftover from my mom’s thanksgiving contribution. For dessert dessert.

Then class, homework, blah blah blah*.

Then the exact same dinner as last night. Because I’m original like that.

*Also, I watched all eight episodes of this season of Glee. One while doing homework before school, one while on the treadmill, and six between then and now (while doing homework and cooking). HOW did I just start watching this show? WHAT will I do when this episode ends? Wait until next week? Awful. This is why I only watch shows that have finished their run and are available in their entirety on DVD.

not guilty

Tuesday, November 23rd, 2010

There’s something to be said for setting yourself up for a bad day. Now, this only works every so often – I’m not advocating it as a lifestyle, ok? However, every once in awhile, if you think your day is going to suck, it’s ok to embrace it. That way, when it does (at least a little), you saw it coming and you’re good to go.

This is what I chose to fuel myself with. Except? This isn’t mine, it’s Crockett’s. Mine had cottage cheese instead of brown sugar and I made the executive decision to show the pretty one. Because it’s my blog and I can.

Finally, FINALLY, there was snow on the ground. What does that look like, about a quarter of an inch? Record breaking, I’m sure.

Stress makes one hungry, have you ever noticed that? I mean, uh.. has one ever noticed that? I don’t think either of those makes sense. Anyway, when I got to school I was starving and I ate lunch while walking to class. Chobani yogurt topped with homemade granola and just a smidge of honey – the Chobani was mad pricey and I just picked up another, cheaper brand to try when this one is gone. There is something to be said for the Greek style. Is ‘once you go Greek you never go back’ a thing? If not, can we make it one?

And grapes.

I got my dreaded project back. I had my dreaded meeting. I celebrated by going to the gym and running three slloowww miles and doing lotsa weights. I may not lift weights until next Monday, since I’m not really set up for it at home, so I figured it might as well be serious today.

My arms kind of hurt.

After my second class, I went by Whole Foods, because I’d suddenly developed a panic attack that there would be no turkeys left if I waited until tomorrow.

I got one. I’ve had a Diestel for the last three years, and they’re good. I feel like if you’re going to pick one day to really source your food, Thanksgiving should be that day. I have absolutely no evidence or reasoning to back that up, in case you’re wondering.

By the time I’d made it through the grocery store, I was starving. Again.

And you thought we were going to have a day without a smoothie.

I also had some of my sausage and bean soup. Because soup and a smoothie is the perfect combination.

Thanksgiving is only two days away, really. Did you realize that? Before leaving the house tonight, I made Gingered Cranberry Fig Chutney, tea cookie dough, and several pies worth of crust.

This is what your kitchen looks like the week before Thanksgiving, right?

Now?

Now?

Now I have seven hours of waiting to do. See y’all tomorrow.

the lost weekend

Tuesday, November 16th, 2010

Sadly, this story is not going where you think it’s going.

Friday morning I had a very important date.

This lovely lady is my co-blogger on The Road More Travelled. We’ve been friends since we were 12(ish) and she is that friend that I know I will have when I’m old and grey and bitching about the crappy food at the old folks home.  She had me to her house, which had been very seasonally decorated by her little ones.

She fed me a very South Beach friendly meal, because her husband has been doing something very similar for literally years now. She’s used to it.

Lady Grey tea. Apparently this isn’t all that popular, but I adore it. If you haven’t had it, close your eyes and let your memory of Earl Grey tickle your tastebuds. Now add a little orange and a little lemon and subtract a little tannin. Oh with the yum. I never keep it in my house because only Twinings makes it commercially and my local stores don’t stock it, and our local tea house is like 11 whole miles away so clearly I can’t get there very often (even thought they make their own blend and it’s damn tasty). Thank goodness Laura is around to compensate for these failings of mine.

This is what happens when you stick an iPhone in a hot steamy oven.

In case you were wondering.

That lovely souffle looking thing is a crustless quiche that she made with ham, packaged cholesterol free eggs, and some delicious cheese. (It flattened out when we removed it from the oven, it wasn’t truly six inches thick.)

Fruit salad. Technically fruit isn’t in my phase 1 list of allowed foods, but honestly, like I’ve been following those rules. I ate it up. (Don’t worry, I checked out the real South Beach book today and I’m going to follow the real rules, not the half-assed-learned-them-on-the-internets rules.)

Are you jealous right now? I’m jealous and I got to eat it.

She’s the best. Plus?

She totally gave me the Las Vegas cup. That’s just how she rolls.

I did go to school on Friday, but I have no photographic proof because I didn’t eat while I was there. (You can consider that foreshadowing, if you’re the kind of person who likes to consider foreshadowing instead of just internalizing it and moving on.)

I did, however, send Crockett this series of IM messages before leaving campus:

Hey how’re you feeling?
The cold that’s been hovering over me has hit
Nose throat head
Blah

Cold or no cold, we had big plans.

That dude in the red shirt?

It was his birthday happy hour. We went to see him, have fun, be crazy, etc etc. We toured around Louisville, crashing more than one corporate happy hour, and ended up out with pizza. Pictures were not so successful, due to bar lighting. Oh, except?

This one. This one came out great. If I weren’t already with this guy, I’d be tracking down his phone number and dating status right now.

Saturday, the cold had hit with the vengeance that only November colds can have. (That’s what I was foreshadowing earlier, so you can stop holding your breath now.)

I don’t know what I ate all weekend. Yesterday I managed to get out of bed and stagger to my office to do some homework, but the only evidence I have of food is this.

Yogurt with almonds and honey. I seem to remember there being cereal, as well.

It was all very exciting.

How was your weekend?

progress

Monday, November 8th, 2010

One meal down.

I seriously have sugar love.

Eating a full and delicious meal like this still leaves me feeling unfed, because there’s no banana or apple or cereal or preferably, all three.

Finally, however, we’re moving into more fall like weather. Sure, it’s supposed to be almost 70 again today. But?

Crockett busted out the puffy green vest.

I love the puffy green vest.

Almost as much as I love bananas.