A new year, a new beginning. I recently complained to my husband that we never do anything spontaneous. We plan everything out, or back down when a crazy/fun/spur-of-the moment idea comes up. So to tackle that one, he suggested we drive down to Tennessee to visit my family for New Year's. We loaded up the car last monday night at 1 am and took off 1000 miles toward the south! We had such a fun week. The temp got up to 68 one day, sunny and beautiful. We played in the mud puddle with G-ma, played in the pond, caught a tiny fish, tried to catch salamanders, rode the mule (Kawasaki, not the animal) all over the pasture. I felt like a kid again. I got to visit with a few friends, we had a triple date with my sis and her bf and my friend and her hubby to eat at Chilli's and watch Black Swan. Intense movie. We ate cookies and drank wine and played cards and it was just fantastic! We drove back up yesterday, got in at 1 am and crashed! The weather held out till we got within a half hour of home and the snow started really coming down. I was so exhausted and Jason was so exhausted and the kids--ugh! It was rough. I drove the last leg of the trip and I could barely keep my eyes open and seeing through the snow was nearly impossible. When you're that tired and it's dark out, it's so much harder.
It's kind of lonely being back home again, no family visiting or to visit. The holidays are over, so the decorations are coming down. No Christmas to look forward to. Hubbs starts back to work tomorrow. And with all the appointments and everything coming up soon, it's easier to feel overwhelmed than excited.
But I'm going to make a conscious effort to stay upbeat and to get motivated. I have a list longer than Santa's of resolutions to make and there are many exciting things coming up for us this year to look forward to! The past couple weeks of holiday chaos has really shown me how blessed I am and how much I have. What good are your blessings if you don't take the time to enjoy them?
I'm going into this year full-force. I hope you are too.
Happy New Year, ya'll!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Thanks to Skype, we did get to see our family in sweet Tennessee this Christmas! Mom, Dad and "Aunt Gee Gee" were present for Christmas eve story time before bed, and got to see the kids open presents and look through the loot from Santa as soon as they woke up! We even got to have "breakfast at Granny's"! I cooked the traditional grits, sausage, biscuits, eggs, bacon, and red-eye gravy like we have every year at Granny's house and my sis had her computer over there. We got to see all the family and I know it just made Christmas this year. It's amazing how something like that can make such a difference in making the holidays a little less bitter and a little more sweet.
We all got spoiled rotten with gifts and the house is littered with cookie crumbs and wrapping paper and dirty dishes. It's wonderful!
I'm sad that Christmas has come to an end, but it's comforting to know that our blessings have not. Even though the lights will have to come off the porch, and the decorations off the tree, and the family will fly back to Texas, and the glittered snowflakes and bulbs will go back into their respective storage boxes hoping not to shatter or shed before next Christmas--there are three beautiful blue-eyed boys in my life that are not going anywhere, anytime soon. Jason doesn't have to fly back overseas after the new year. We will have opportunities this next year to visit with family and travel. The snow will eventually melt. We will eventually get our new orders and move on to the next big step in our lives together. There is so much to look forward to and plan for and wait for and even to just surprise us.
Merry Christmas ya'll!! Hope ya'll had a good one!
We all got spoiled rotten with gifts and the house is littered with cookie crumbs and wrapping paper and dirty dishes. It's wonderful!
I'm sad that Christmas has come to an end, but it's comforting to know that our blessings have not. Even though the lights will have to come off the porch, and the decorations off the tree, and the family will fly back to Texas, and the glittered snowflakes and bulbs will go back into their respective storage boxes hoping not to shatter or shed before next Christmas--there are three beautiful blue-eyed boys in my life that are not going anywhere, anytime soon. Jason doesn't have to fly back overseas after the new year. We will have opportunities this next year to visit with family and travel. The snow will eventually melt. We will eventually get our new orders and move on to the next big step in our lives together. There is so much to look forward to and plan for and wait for and even to just surprise us.
Merry Christmas ya'll!! Hope ya'll had a good one!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Tis the season
This will be my first Christmas where we won't be travelling back home. It was our decision for many reasons, and though I am happy about it, it's hard not to feel a sense of loss. With the holidays fast approaching (10 days, say what?) it's becoming more and more real that I won't be seeing my Tennessee family, or getting a break from the snow, unwrapping presents on the hardwood floor under a cedar tree cut down from mom's flowerbed, eating deep-fried turkey, Christmas and New Years breakfast at Granny's, taking pictures by Daddy's redneck lit-reindeer, wearing matching pajamas with my thister, eating too many cookies out of a santa cookie jar, wanting to kill my parents' neurotic dog who barks into my window at 2 am because she thought she saw lightning and wants to "chase" the storm, the list goes on and on.
With all that said, I have a lot to be grateful for and excited about. My Texas family (Jason's folks') are travelling up here to spend Christmas with us. I'm super excited about the boys getting to wake up on Christmas morning in their own beds, open presents under their own tree, and just to share all their joy! They will be rotten for sure, when Santa, and Grand-Clause(s) come. We get to start and carry on our own family Christmas traditions. But there will be quite a few old ones that we'll keep, too, like...
1. A REAL tree. But it's not the traditional cedar we've always had. All they have up here is pine. Actually, I just keep calling it pine. I think it's some kind of fir. But you know what I'm talking about.
2. Hot chocolate on the stovetop. No boxed mixes for me. I want hershey's cocoa, milk, vanilla, salt and sugar. I've even whipped the whip cream. By hand. Without a mixer. I'll have a right forearm like Popeye by New Years.
3. Christmas and New Year's breakfast, like Granny's. Complete with grits, sausage, eggs, and biscuits.
4. Waking up at an ungawdly hour before the sun has even come up on Christmas. Well, maybe.
5. Matching pajamas. Somehow, I will make it happen.
6. Listening to "Merry Christmas from the Family" by Robert Earl Keen. And I'm totally going to make champagne punch and homemade eggnog (but for the record, that's not an old family tradition).
7. Swearing while putting up the Christmas decorations, lights, cooking Christmas dinner, decorating the gingerbread house, and assembling toys, etc on Christmas morning. I call it, "Christmas language".
8. Cookies, cookies, and more cookies
9. A Christmas afternoon nap.
10. Watching "It's a Wonderful Life" on Christmas Eve.
So, we'll be in Tennessee in our hearts, and maybe we can virtually travel to see everyone via skype.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
HE'S HOME!!
Sorry for being so absent, but I've had good reason---the hubs came home!! The kids and I are over the moon! We've been lazing around together on the weekends, enjoying family dinners, family drives, trips to the zoo and the park--it's been truly awesome having him back.
Now I have to admit--it is definitely an adjustment. I mean after 8+ months apart, we have to get reacquainted, sort out what responsibilities go to whom as far as the house and the kids go, figure out how we've both changed, and then deal with the everyday chaos that the military throws our way. It's a little exhausting!
Where I used to spend almost every day super busy, running errands, going to FRG meetings and events, spending time with friends, it's almost like everything slowed down to slow motion. One of my good friends up here is spending a month out of state with family, so it's weird not hanging with her daily. I'm not taking the kids to the sitter's as often since I have the hubby to help out with them and appointments and such. I'm home. My intentions are to get the house cleaned and dinner on the table, but I'm afraid my housewife motivation has left me. Donna Reed would be shaking a finger at me.
I'm totally working on it though! Promise! I'm making lists and taking small steps--a pot roast for dinner tonight and a rhubarb pie fresh out the oven (from the rhubarb plant in our backyard at that!). In my defense I did get that bug that has been going around the house this past week, and I've been awfully run down. So tomorrow I'm giving myself no excuses. It's house-cleaning boot camp day. Or something like that. I'm going to scrub the bathroom, bleach the kitchen, fold the laundry, and make the bed! It's a new day!
Now I have to admit--it is definitely an adjustment. I mean after 8+ months apart, we have to get reacquainted, sort out what responsibilities go to whom as far as the house and the kids go, figure out how we've both changed, and then deal with the everyday chaos that the military throws our way. It's a little exhausting!
Where I used to spend almost every day super busy, running errands, going to FRG meetings and events, spending time with friends, it's almost like everything slowed down to slow motion. One of my good friends up here is spending a month out of state with family, so it's weird not hanging with her daily. I'm not taking the kids to the sitter's as often since I have the hubby to help out with them and appointments and such. I'm home. My intentions are to get the house cleaned and dinner on the table, but I'm afraid my housewife motivation has left me. Donna Reed would be shaking a finger at me.
I'm totally working on it though! Promise! I'm making lists and taking small steps--a pot roast for dinner tonight and a rhubarb pie fresh out the oven (from the rhubarb plant in our backyard at that!). In my defense I did get that bug that has been going around the house this past week, and I've been awfully run down. So tomorrow I'm giving myself no excuses. It's house-cleaning boot camp day. Or something like that. I'm going to scrub the bathroom, bleach the kitchen, fold the laundry, and make the bed! It's a new day!
Friday, May 14, 2010
Life is Good
So I'm back in New York. Monday I said my good-byes to sweet Tennessee and hopped on the bird with both kids, four checked bags, a diaperbag, and the ginormous double-stroller in tow. Mom flew up with us to help maneuver everything and stayed till Thursday.
Its been two days just me and the boys and the dog (PetsCargo made all the arrangements and got her up here--they're wonderful and I'd totally recommend them if you need to move a pet over a long distance: www.petscargo.com!!!).
It's been kind of a crazy week; early flights, hot-and-cold weather, a rogue beagle, a flat tire, photo sesh at Sears, a trip to the commissary, a leak from upstairs=soaked carpet in my hallway, and lots of cleaning/organizing/decluttering. I'm so not even close to done with that last part, but I'm taking a break tomorrow because there's an Armed Forces Day event at our zoo tomorrow! I can't wait to take the boys! Thing One has been asking to go back to "grandma and grandaddy's house" and its hard to explain why we can't. I've just been telling him we have to be here for when daddy gets home when he's done with work. I know as soon as the hubby walks through that door it'll all make sense and make it worth it to him. But for now the uncertainty is hard to comprehend when you're so small and have no sense of long-term.
We baked cookies tonight and Thing One had 3 of them before bed. I think now, 2 hours later, he's finally asleep! He's been singing all night long.
Thing Two is trying to teethe. Even at 8 months, he still hasn't popped a tooth through yet, but I can tell his gums are bugging him. Wish me luck that I'll get a full night's sleep, sans 3 or 4 am wake-up calls complete with crying and screaming. :/
We're definitely getting back into our own routine now. Maybe even better than its been! I've gone to sleep all week sans dirty dishes in the sink and I've even been folding the laundry! For me--this is a huge accomplishment. Now if I could just get all the clothes out of these suitcases and into my dresser, then we'll be good to go!
Off to bed. G'night you guys.
Just kidding. 'night ya'll!
Its been two days just me and the boys and the dog (PetsCargo made all the arrangements and got her up here--they're wonderful and I'd totally recommend them if you need to move a pet over a long distance: www.petscargo.com!!!).
It's been kind of a crazy week; early flights, hot-and-cold weather, a rogue beagle, a flat tire, photo sesh at Sears, a trip to the commissary, a leak from upstairs=soaked carpet in my hallway, and lots of cleaning/organizing/decluttering. I'm so not even close to done with that last part, but I'm taking a break tomorrow because there's an Armed Forces Day event at our zoo tomorrow! I can't wait to take the boys! Thing One has been asking to go back to "grandma and grandaddy's house" and its hard to explain why we can't. I've just been telling him we have to be here for when daddy gets home when he's done with work. I know as soon as the hubby walks through that door it'll all make sense and make it worth it to him. But for now the uncertainty is hard to comprehend when you're so small and have no sense of long-term.
We baked cookies tonight and Thing One had 3 of them before bed. I think now, 2 hours later, he's finally asleep! He's been singing all night long.
Thing Two is trying to teethe. Even at 8 months, he still hasn't popped a tooth through yet, but I can tell his gums are bugging him. Wish me luck that I'll get a full night's sleep, sans 3 or 4 am wake-up calls complete with crying and screaming. :/
We're definitely getting back into our own routine now. Maybe even better than its been! I've gone to sleep all week sans dirty dishes in the sink and I've even been folding the laundry! For me--this is a huge accomplishment. Now if I could just get all the clothes out of these suitcases and into my dresser, then we'll be good to go!
Off to bed. G'night you guys.
Just kidding. 'night ya'll!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
RIP TVA
So TVA...has died a quick, painless death. I was a 30-day vegan..minus about 5 days (that's including my whoops at Maggiano's on the 17th and Cheesecake Factory on the 18th). I made it to the 27th and say what you want, but all this running and training I've been doing for this 5K? (which is THIS SATURDAY!!! And I'm suuuuper excited!!) Well, I got hungry!! And Dad made steak and fries and I lapped it up like it was my last meal and I've been eating cheese and butter ever since. The steak did make me feel pretty crappy, though. I could have done without. But I have no regrets. I may not have made it 30 full days, but I got damned close! And I can still take away from TVA:
1. I learned that going vegan is not as impossible as many people make it out to be.
2. New, filling, colorful, flavorful, adventurous, healthy, cruelty-free recipes.
3. I made my food choices for myself, stood up for them despite much resistance, and gained a little confidence because of it.
4. I learned to appreciate and savor food instead of rushing through it.
Food catches a lot of flack. I completely disagree with the idea of "food for fuel, not pleasure". That's crap. I think by not enjoying a good meal, a good wine, a good dessert, whatever! that you're cheating yourself out of a rich experience. I don't think that means overindulging, though either. It just means enjoy a little of everything and savor it. The atmosphere, the flavors, the friends who are enjoying it with you! There's little that satisfies me more.
Classes are almost over and I'm happy to say that I have a fighting chance of making a "C" in Anatomy and Physiology!! It sounds totally slacker of me to say it, but here's the thing. I've been busting my butt in this class and to no avail. I just haven't been "getting it". I've been convinced that I'm going to fail and made peace with it. But I haven't given up! When we started the semester the lecture hall was packed!! Not a seat left open. By the first couple weeks, we had about half the starting number. Then by the last couple weeks, we're down to less than 10 students. I understand not wanting to "waste your time" on a class that you're destined to fail and have to re-take anyhow, but I'm proud of myself for not quitting. And it appears that it may have paid off! I have one exam left--my final--and I'm just going to wear out my notes and flashcards and text this weekend and do my very best next Tuesday.
This weekend will be super busy--5k run Saturday morning, my sister's sorority ball that evening (I'm her date!), and study study study!
I'll be sure to post pictures!
I'm trying my best to keep on moving forward, but it's been difficult lately. As you know, my husband's deployed to Iraq right now. Well, we got some bad news this week and while I can't go into detail, basically he's not going to be coming home as soon as he was supposed to. We've almost made it 7 months into this deployment and it just feels harder hitting a snag like this. I'm trying so hard to keep it together, especially around the kids, but I'm losing it honestly. I just want my husband back and my family to be together again. I know this is the life we signed up for, but that doesn't make it feel any better!
Keep on swimming!!
Well ya'll, I'd better start keeping up with this whole blogging thing a little better so I don't have to come in and write a novel like this each week!
Thanks to my readers for my very first comments! And for the recommendation on the vegan cheese! I'm happy to say that I did try the mozzarella flavored-follow your heart cheese and it was WAAAAY better than the cheddar flavored! Made for a great pizza!
Alright ya'll, 'night!
1. I learned that going vegan is not as impossible as many people make it out to be.
2. New, filling, colorful, flavorful, adventurous, healthy, cruelty-free recipes.
3. I made my food choices for myself, stood up for them despite much resistance, and gained a little confidence because of it.
4. I learned to appreciate and savor food instead of rushing through it.
Food catches a lot of flack. I completely disagree with the idea of "food for fuel, not pleasure". That's crap. I think by not enjoying a good meal, a good wine, a good dessert, whatever! that you're cheating yourself out of a rich experience. I don't think that means overindulging, though either. It just means enjoy a little of everything and savor it. The atmosphere, the flavors, the friends who are enjoying it with you! There's little that satisfies me more.
Classes are almost over and I'm happy to say that I have a fighting chance of making a "C" in Anatomy and Physiology!! It sounds totally slacker of me to say it, but here's the thing. I've been busting my butt in this class and to no avail. I just haven't been "getting it". I've been convinced that I'm going to fail and made peace with it. But I haven't given up! When we started the semester the lecture hall was packed!! Not a seat left open. By the first couple weeks, we had about half the starting number. Then by the last couple weeks, we're down to less than 10 students. I understand not wanting to "waste your time" on a class that you're destined to fail and have to re-take anyhow, but I'm proud of myself for not quitting. And it appears that it may have paid off! I have one exam left--my final--and I'm just going to wear out my notes and flashcards and text this weekend and do my very best next Tuesday.
This weekend will be super busy--5k run Saturday morning, my sister's sorority ball that evening (I'm her date!), and study study study!
I'll be sure to post pictures!
I'm trying my best to keep on moving forward, but it's been difficult lately. As you know, my husband's deployed to Iraq right now. Well, we got some bad news this week and while I can't go into detail, basically he's not going to be coming home as soon as he was supposed to. We've almost made it 7 months into this deployment and it just feels harder hitting a snag like this. I'm trying so hard to keep it together, especially around the kids, but I'm losing it honestly. I just want my husband back and my family to be together again. I know this is the life we signed up for, but that doesn't make it feel any better!
Keep on swimming!!
Well ya'll, I'd better start keeping up with this whole blogging thing a little better so I don't have to come in and write a novel like this each week!
Thanks to my readers for my very first comments! And for the recommendation on the vegan cheese! I'm happy to say that I did try the mozzarella flavored-follow your heart cheese and it was WAAAAY better than the cheddar flavored! Made for a great pizza!
Alright ya'll, 'night!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Never apologize
I began this blog with full intent of nothing but apologizing and shaming myself for a number of things--namely being so absent from the blogging world and for my indescretions in TVA.
However, the ever wise Julia Child ringing in my ear convinced me not to, so I will merely describe what is guilting me away, but I will wear it proudly!
First, why haven't I been blogging in these important weeks of Totally Vegan April?? Pure laziness. That and I have been cooking nonstop. So there.
Second, how is TVA going? I was a 17-day vegan. And a good one at that. There were a few mishaps of discovering traces of milk powder in some foods once I'd begun eating them, but aside from that I was pretty much religious. Saturday night I ate for the very first time at Maggiano's in Nashville with a very dear friend of mine whom I had a small falling out in the past couple years. I haven't seen him in two or three or talked with him in months. Bobby and I have been friends since 2nd grade. When asked at our class Christmas party what he would get me if he were Santa he answered "a Barbie doll". Why on earth is this remotely relevent? Well, to explain our relationship, for Christmas our senior year of high school, Bobby got me a Barbie doll. Anywho, over the past few years of babies, marriage, and pcs-ing to NY, we lost touch. It was a combined effort, or lack there of. It's happened with a number of my friends and basically it's no one's fault. It's just life and change and moving on. All exactly what we are supposed to be doing at this point in our lives. It's just so hard to accept that when you come back "home" to a place that remains the same after being gone and you try to fit so many activities and people into a teeny tiny week (usually last minute at that) and they have their own lives, families, jobs, school, etc it's hard not to take it personally.
So Bobby and I got all dressed up (I got to wear my new "homegrown dress" from Anthropologie and got a million compliments on it! I am in love), met up, and drove out for a night on the town in Nashville. It involved:
Cd searching at FYE and Border's. Bourbon at the Whiskey Kitchen. Hot stones. A couple wrong turns. Full bladders. Fancy bathrooms. Red gingham table cloths. Maggiano's. Reisling Chateau Ste Michele (best. wine. everrrr.). The best meal I've ever eaten. Friendly waiters. Wine giggles. Loud conversations. Calamari. Bruschetta. Pesto chicken pasta. Gnocchi in vodka sauce. Lobster linguine. Styrofoam boxes. Pictures. Cigars. Singing in the parking garage. Old Crow Medicine Show. Johnny and June. Cool air. Thick smoke. Laughter.
It was a fantastic night and I'm so glad we went.
I intended to keep up the vegan thing throughout dinner, but by God, I wanted some cheese on my italian food and cheese turned into a meal chock full of animals and their by products. I made some vegans somewhere in the world very disappointed.
Today was the March of Dimes 2 mile walk for babies at Centennial Park in Nash, and I went with mom and Kelly and brought the kids. It was super sunny and I got a little too much sun on my arms, but we had fun. We missed the food tent somehow so we went afterwards to eat at the Cheesecake Factory there at Green Hills. Oh. My. Gosh. Was I about to skip out on some cheesecake? Oh no. No I wasn't. But here's where that "don't apologize" thing comes in to play. I definitely enjoyed it. And I don't feel like a failure because of it!
Tomorrow I'm restarting Totally Vegan April, now that I've thoroughly stuffed myself until I want to vomit. I do feel sluggish and miserable, but all that food was truly amazing. I'll get back on the bandwagon soon enough!
I have experienced some pretty amazing vegan dishes in the past couple weeks, though! I'd never had quinoa before. I've made it now twice and filled it up with bell peppers, red onion, chopped fresh cilantro, and zucchini. Incredible flavors and colours. It just makes you feel wonderful and wakes up your taste buds.
I have missed cheese terribly, though...
Vegan cheese? Sucks. In a word. I tried the follow your heart cheddar flavored crap and man it was terrible.
Vegan ice cream, however. Mmmmm. My favorite is Purely Decadent Cookie-dough "non-dairy frozen dessert". The name is a mouthful, but it's wonderful. It's made with soy and coconut milk and absolutely animal-by product free. It does kind of have a playdough-y taste, but a good one? Like when you're a kid and you smell playdough and you want to eat it but when you taste it, it's just super salty? Well, it tastes like how you dreamed playdough would taste...in a good way. Does that make sense?
I'll try to post some recipes in the next few days as I try to detox out of my off-vegan weekend.
Till then, 'night ya'll
However, the ever wise Julia Child ringing in my ear convinced me not to, so I will merely describe what is guilting me away, but I will wear it proudly!
First, why haven't I been blogging in these important weeks of Totally Vegan April?? Pure laziness. That and I have been cooking nonstop. So there.
Second, how is TVA going? I was a 17-day vegan. And a good one at that. There were a few mishaps of discovering traces of milk powder in some foods once I'd begun eating them, but aside from that I was pretty much religious. Saturday night I ate for the very first time at Maggiano's in Nashville with a very dear friend of mine whom I had a small falling out in the past couple years. I haven't seen him in two or three or talked with him in months. Bobby and I have been friends since 2nd grade. When asked at our class Christmas party what he would get me if he were Santa he answered "a Barbie doll". Why on earth is this remotely relevent? Well, to explain our relationship, for Christmas our senior year of high school, Bobby got me a Barbie doll. Anywho, over the past few years of babies, marriage, and pcs-ing to NY, we lost touch. It was a combined effort, or lack there of. It's happened with a number of my friends and basically it's no one's fault. It's just life and change and moving on. All exactly what we are supposed to be doing at this point in our lives. It's just so hard to accept that when you come back "home" to a place that remains the same after being gone and you try to fit so many activities and people into a teeny tiny week (usually last minute at that) and they have their own lives, families, jobs, school, etc it's hard not to take it personally.
So Bobby and I got all dressed up (I got to wear my new "homegrown dress" from Anthropologie and got a million compliments on it! I am in love), met up, and drove out for a night on the town in Nashville. It involved:
Cd searching at FYE and Border's. Bourbon at the Whiskey Kitchen. Hot stones. A couple wrong turns. Full bladders. Fancy bathrooms. Red gingham table cloths. Maggiano's. Reisling Chateau Ste Michele (best. wine. everrrr.). The best meal I've ever eaten. Friendly waiters. Wine giggles. Loud conversations. Calamari. Bruschetta. Pesto chicken pasta. Gnocchi in vodka sauce. Lobster linguine. Styrofoam boxes. Pictures. Cigars. Singing in the parking garage. Old Crow Medicine Show. Johnny and June. Cool air. Thick smoke. Laughter.
It was a fantastic night and I'm so glad we went.
I intended to keep up the vegan thing throughout dinner, but by God, I wanted some cheese on my italian food and cheese turned into a meal chock full of animals and their by products. I made some vegans somewhere in the world very disappointed.
Today was the March of Dimes 2 mile walk for babies at Centennial Park in Nash, and I went with mom and Kelly and brought the kids. It was super sunny and I got a little too much sun on my arms, but we had fun. We missed the food tent somehow so we went afterwards to eat at the Cheesecake Factory there at Green Hills. Oh. My. Gosh. Was I about to skip out on some cheesecake? Oh no. No I wasn't. But here's where that "don't apologize" thing comes in to play. I definitely enjoyed it. And I don't feel like a failure because of it!
Tomorrow I'm restarting Totally Vegan April, now that I've thoroughly stuffed myself until I want to vomit. I do feel sluggish and miserable, but all that food was truly amazing. I'll get back on the bandwagon soon enough!
I have experienced some pretty amazing vegan dishes in the past couple weeks, though! I'd never had quinoa before. I've made it now twice and filled it up with bell peppers, red onion, chopped fresh cilantro, and zucchini. Incredible flavors and colours. It just makes you feel wonderful and wakes up your taste buds.
I have missed cheese terribly, though...
Vegan cheese? Sucks. In a word. I tried the follow your heart cheddar flavored crap and man it was terrible.
Vegan ice cream, however. Mmmmm. My favorite is Purely Decadent Cookie-dough "non-dairy frozen dessert". The name is a mouthful, but it's wonderful. It's made with soy and coconut milk and absolutely animal-by product free. It does kind of have a playdough-y taste, but a good one? Like when you're a kid and you smell playdough and you want to eat it but when you taste it, it's just super salty? Well, it tastes like how you dreamed playdough would taste...in a good way. Does that make sense?
I'll try to post some recipes in the next few days as I try to detox out of my off-vegan weekend.
Till then, 'night ya'll
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