Monday, March 31, 2014
On Mondays I work through the normal dinner hours and I don't really get a break since it's only a few hours. But recently I've had to stop allowing myself to eat so late once I get home because it's counterproductive to all of my hardwork in the gym each morning. So in an attempt to not simply go hungry every Monday I have decided to keep my final meal of the day very simple so that I can easily eat between tasks.
Tonight my meal was quite European but surprisingly satisfying. 4 slices of Batard bread spread with French Brie Cheese and topped with a triple fruit spread of cherries, raspberries, and blueberries.
In general, I like my snacks to have a salty sweet balance. So this idea came from one of my favorite snacks: cheese and crackers with fruit.
Sometimes keeping things simple allows for a fuller enjoyment what's at hand. You could do this with any of your favorite fresh bread (I love sourdough or ciabatta). And you could use any cheese that you love. Try a blue cheese with pears and honey if you enjoy pungent flavors. The sky is the limit. No recipe is needed, just an open mind and an appreciation for simplicity.
Oh yea! I touched my mat today and even had the guts to work on my handstands. They need a lot of consistent work again so here I go on a personal mission to hold a handstand without help from a wall! Wish me luck and safe form Lol. I am a bit short on space for the regular type of practice that I want, but I'm still trying. And that is what matters most to me right now. Because when things aren't ideal at least I don't give up.
Happy meatless Monday
Peace and Namaste Ya'll
Saturday, March 29, 2014
So the other day I went to pick up the painted pottery that my kiddo and I did a few weeks ago.
I've heard about this place and I figure who better to get a decent hippie experience from in this area than some well traveled surfers?! The menu looked promising and the overall atmosphere reminded me of home.
Odd bird advertisings included. By the way, I'm really super bummed that I won't be able to go to this comicon. I have to work all day on both days. Boo!!
So I decide to order the namesake taco. The surf taco is a battered and fried piece of cod on a flour tortilla with shredded cabbage, pico de gallo, and crema sauce and fresh tortilla chips.
So I'm wondering if maybe this was a fluke or if I should just avoid the fried items on the menu and see if they can manage a decent grilled product? I will go back and when I do I will let you all know how I feel about it again. But for now I still miss TexMex in the worst way.
Oh well, guess I will have to cook up my own fix to make it through this season. Let's see what successes (or failures) those experiements will bring.
Peace and Namaste Ya'll
Friday, March 28, 2014
So I shared a few months ago that I relocated and a boat load of changes have occurred in my life. A super huge adjustment that I'm having in my new location is finding good food outside of my home. Apparently once you leave the south seasoning your food is optional rather than expected. Even chain restaurants taste different! Go figure.
Now, that I'm sure it's not just isolated incidents, I have decided that the cravings I have no place to satisfy will be satisfied in my own kitchen. If I play my cards right and experiment my butt off I should be able to establish rather impressive skills in various styles of food. I guess instead of spending the thousands upon thousands of dollars on formal culinary training I am going to learn the best way I know how.....through trial and error.
One of the biggest downsides to my creations is that I don't measure anything. I cook by my senses: taste, smell, sight, sound, touch. While eating this my mother asked me: "How do you come up with these dishes? How do you know the different flavors will all go together?" My response: "I don't know, I can sort of taste it in my head."
Ha! I know that sounds weird but it's true. I can literally almost smell the dish I'm imagining and the different flavors all seem to wrap up together for me mentally. But I digress.
The black beans simply needed to be warmed through, which only took about 2-3 additional minutes.
You will soon find out that I love eating from bowls and large mugs. I'm not sure why, maybe it's because I prefer to eat anywhere other than the dinner table when I'm at home so that I can sit with my legs curled undeneath me. (My mother calls me country, but if I'm home I want comfort Lol)
A big scoop into a large mug or bowl and then a pat of butter to stir into the grits.
I recommend a glass of your favorite juice just to allow a sweet and savory balance to the meal. If anyone decides to try this please let me know what you think. My mom thought it was good. Lol
Peace and Namste Ya'll