I know, I know. Another Italian recipe. I am well aware of this kick I’ve been on lately. I think it’s because for me Italian=comfort, and I have been in great need of comfort lately. Life is pretty crazy, and something that almost always makes it better is a good meal to enjoy with good company and good conversation (and good wine)….
This delightfully simple appetizer evokes fond memories of Italy and many of its gastronomic gems. Just look at it! It’s a red, white, and green beauty. For me, just saying the word “Italy” puts me in a happy state. Doesn’t it you? It is my favorite comfort food of all. I can close my eyes and almost taste the lemony, salty air of Lago di Como or the world’s most mouth-watering ravioli with brown butter and fried sage at a corner trattoria in Roma. Swoon….
When people ask me what my favorite food is or what I like to cook most, I normally have to rack my brain (and my stomach) for an answer because, quite honestly, that is an impossible question! It depends on the day of the week, my mood, the occasion, etc. However, I would be lying if I said the image of crustaceans didn’t float across my mind. I adore seafood, especially shellfish. Luscious lobster, shrimp, and crab are undoubtedly some of God’s greatest gifts to man. And, speaking of crab, you cannot do me wrong with a perfectly moist-on-the-inside, crispy-on-the-outside crab cake. What follows is a recipe just for that. Served with creamy, tangy lemon chipotle remoulade, this crab cake just can’t be beat. ¡Buen provecho!…
Cheese. Queso. Fromage. Formaggio… Every culture and country speaks its own unique cheese language. It’s a universal understanding. And, out of every country I’ve ever visited, I have yet to find one I don’t like. It’s my number one indulgence, and reasonably so. Some people say they have a sweet tooth, well, not me…I’d take a sliver of Robusto over chocolate cake any day….
Ahh…finally…the weekend! Was your week as long as mine? If so, this blog post is just for you! This fresh and vibrant cocktail will ease you into the weekend spirit in no time. What else is there really left to say? I think the picture speaks louder than any descriptiveness my foggy mind has to capacity to put into words at the moment. So, in light of that, I’m off to mix myself up one of these bad boys and go relax…Enjoy! (responsibly :)…
Living in Austin allows a certain degree of Tex-Mex snobbery, more specifically, breakfast taco snobbery. May sound weird to “outsiders,” but Austin proudly boasts itself as home of the breakfast taco, and that is a-ok with me. From Taco Deli to Texas Honey Ham, there are more than a few places to help cure a person’s Saturday morning Tex-Mex temptation….
From summer sunshine and ample free time to benchmark testing and dry ice experiments, my life has done a complete 180 over the course of the past few weeks. The majority of my days now revolve around 29 fifth graders, and I love every lively second of it. While some might expect a certain mourning of my beloved college schedule to occur, I try to find the silver lining in every day, which isn’t very difficult to do, really. At least not yet!…
Some mornings I wake up and my body is undeniably demanding, “ I need greens!” And while I do consider myself a healthy eater, I will never be one of those people who can eat a big green salad first thing in the morning. So, I cheat. This smoothie looks healthy (and pretty) due to the oh-so-clever addition of spinach, but you can’t even taste it, and you get an added iron boost. Win-win. Furthermore, it is packed full of protein from the creamy almond butter and almond milk, the cinnamon helps stabilize blood pressure and can help lower LDL (bad cholesterol). Oh…AND it’s delicious and keeps you satisfied for hours! What’s not to love?
- 2 frozen (or fresh) bananas
- 1 cup fresh spinach
- 2 cups (16 oz) sweetened vanilla or chocolate almond milk (amount depends on desired consistency)
- 2 Tablespoons almond butter
- ½ teaspoon coconut or flax oil
- Blend to combine! Add ice if using fresh banana. ¡Buen provecho!
Being a Texas girl, I have grown up around spicy foods for the majority of my life. In fact, I wouldn’t doubt chips and salsa were my first solid food. I love the stuff. However, I can still be kind of a wimp when it’s actually time to eat something like, say, a jalapeño. I have always thought eating should be an experience that is replete with pleasure, an act where the “happy-food dance” (more on that later) immediately ensues. Not a masochistic, half-insane endeavor into tearful oblivion……
Last weekend, I ventured to HOPE farmers market, one of my favorites here in Austin, to pick up some fresh organic veggies and artisan meats, breads, cheeses, etc. I adore trips to the farmers market not only for the beautiful, fresh foods, of which there is no paucity, but also for the little lessons I receive in understanding where my food comes from and how it is grown. The farmers, gardeners, and fellow foodies are never too busy to answer my (or your) questions, and that is something you just don’t get in most American grocery stores….