Blueberry Cookie Dough Truffles (Gluten-Free)

blueberry cookie dough truffles

(We're still away visiting family, but we couldn't wait to share this recipe with you. With any luck, we'll be making it again in Chicago!) We're walking through the grocery store, and Tim's telling me about this idea he has for using up the case of blueberries in our cart (because apparently it's an annual tradition). "It'd be like a cookie," he's saying, "but you wouldn’t bake it, and there’d be blueberries mixed inside. Then, we’ll dip them in chocolate!” I hear my mouth say something like OK even as I’m rounding another aisle on the hunt for flour, but honestly, all I’m thinking about is cracking open a pint as soon as we can get in the car. In the checkout line, when our cashier inquires about our blueberry plans, Tim’s ready. “Well, we’ll bake some, we’ll eat some and then we’ll freeze some!” he tells her, as excited as it were a conveyor belt of diamonds and rubies, not berries, that we are sending down the line. And minutes later, as we’re feasting on fistfuls of … [Read more...]

Citrus Honey Basil Creamsicles

Have you ever noticed how everyone wants to speak into your life---give you advice, tell you how to do something, show you what they know? In a perfect world, this would be great but in reality, here's the thing: advice is often wrong. The week before Tim and I got married, we were told the honeymoon would be nothing like we expected but probably bad; newlyweds don't know each other at all; give ourselves some time and we'll probably hate married life; the first year of marriage is the best; the first year of marriage is the worst; and we have no idea what we're in for. In the months since, women have told me marriage can't stay sweet; we're only happy now because it's the beginning; we should have a baby; we should wait two years to have a baby; we should be having sex X number of times a day, a week; all women get sick of their husbands; we won't like working together at home for long; etc. etc. It's not just people, either. There are TV shows and movies, … [Read more...]

Raw Brownies + Chocolate Avocado Frosting

raw brownies

This past week, Tim and I did sort of a cleanse, wherein we ate mostly raw: fresh fruit, fresh vegetables, nuts, seeds, raw dairy, dried fruit. We added homemade chicken soup, nettle and Tulsi teas and, at a maximum of once a day, roasted vegetables, but otherwise it was, for the first time in our lives, an experience in raw eating. It was interesting. First of all, it wasn't hard, at least not in the way typical cleanses are. I wasn't starving, I didn't get major detox reactions, there was no need to summon all my willpower not to eat a cookie. A couple times, one of us would say to the other, doesn't a taco sound good?, but, for the most part, we felt like there was so much we still could eat: a bowl of juicy grapefruit; fresh pomegranate arils sprinkled with flax seeds and coconut; caprese salad (tomatoes, raw mozzarella, fresh basil), morning smoothies, giant green salads (and you know how I like those), frozen fruit mixed with nuts in raw milk, homemade pecan nut … [Read more...]

Curried Coconut Chicken & Peanut Butter Noodles

Listen, it's not like I never do adventurous things. I mean, you know: I ride roller coasters. I cut 11 inches off my hair. I launch out into self-employment. And hello, there was that mountain in Maine I won't let anyone forget about. Remember?! But when it comes to my kitchen and new types of cuisine, even I will admit that I stick pretty close to the basics: American, Italian, sometimes Greek, but pretty rarely anything outside that. And if it weren't for my friend Stacey, who came over Tuesday night to, at her suggestion, try making Thai food, that would all be exactly the same. Our plan of attack was simple: pick two recipes, adapt the ingredients to be fully natural, follow the instructions and cook. … [Read more...]

Birthday Giveaway Three (or, how far we’ve come)

It’s pretty easy to see things I’ve inherited. I have my dad’s olive skin, my mom’s round face, the bump on my nose found in both sides of my gene pool. I like good conversation, working in the garden, making a big meal to eat with people I love. And, sometimes, when I laugh very hard or hear myself telling a story like it's a routine, I think how my grandma used to do those things. … [Read more...]

Birthday Giveaway One (or, basil and peaches!)

(This giveaway is now closed, and the winner [Alicia!] has been contacted. Thanks to all who entered!) You know what it's like when you start noticing what you appreciate about something, be it food or a place or a person you've just met, and then it goes and gets better? Almost as if your thankfulness were the cause, that thing suddenly pulls out even more of its charms: that dark chocolate's topped by sea salt, that person makes you laugh especially hard, that neighborhood looks much more lovely when the sunlight hits the trees a certain way. You already knew you liked it, but now. Oh, now! Now you're sold, smitten, goooone. Well, that's what summer's gone and done, since I wrote that last post. And has it ever. … [Read more...]

finally getting it now

I don't remember the first time I ate a strawberry. Do you? I wonder if I liked it right away or if it took some time. I wonder if it was like tomatoes, where at first I hated the texture, and then I had some sliced on pizza and didn't hate them, and soon started to want them (on pizza, on sandwiches, growing more plants every year). I kind of feel like I always liked strawberries, but who knows? I mean, some things take time to warm up to. For example, I do remember the first time I soaked flour, and it was no strawberry. Remember that bittersweet soaked whole grain bread experience, the one where I was never quite sure if I'd done it right and the yeast plus my inexperience added up to ho-hum? I could have given up right then. I could have said no more soaking! It's not easy to like! But then again, where would that attitude get me? I'll tell you where: to a world without tomatoes, cherries, cheese, kefir, eggs, exercise and, heck, even some of my favorite people. So I … [Read more...]