autumn pizza: creamy chevre, caramelized onions + butternut squash, honeycrisp apple & sage

Before me I have a plate with three of these pizza slices. For once I’m camped at my dining table, a phenomenon occurring maybe twice a year. I have a peripheral view of my balcony, outside of which gleams reflections of the midday sun twinkling off the leaves as a light dry breeze pulls dry bits of fall, or wishful fall, through my neighborhood. That’s today’s Tampa weather forecast. Hope you enjoyed it, like you hopefully will enjoy this pizza. Continue reading “autumn pizza: creamy chevre, caramelized onions + butternut squash, honeycrisp apple & sage”

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muesli with coconut chips, pretzels + golden raisins

I need to talk about muesli but I also need to talk about the hurricane. This will be long, I warn you. A post of dual intentions: the pleasure of an unbaked blend of oats, almonds, pretzels, flaky coconut & sweet golden raisins for someone who always chars granola, and the storm that shoved & jostled the same outside world I viewed while mixing the cereal. After the hurricane, I have a home, and the ability to enjoy the muesli. How thankful I am for both. Continue reading “muesli with coconut chips, pretzels + golden raisins”

lemon basil lentils with black beans + roasted summer vegetables

I take my own screw-ups far too seriously. When I’m wrong or in the wrong, the inner marshmallow plumes: I’m stripped of indifference, I apologize profusely, I want to right everything at once and mellow tempers and for the remainder of the day I dwell on the error even if it was minute & forgotten by the other party in five seconds. I suppose, then, that writing is partway so appealing because of the delete button. Retry. The writing won’t hold a grudge. This lentil recipe, too. Forgiveness between cook & cuisine is valuable like forgiveness between humans.

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oats with mandarin, yogurt, blueberries & dark chocolate

Every time I plan a “luxurious” day-off breakfast for myself, the day of I abandon the notion entirely and prep some old reliable staple: a bowl of yogurt, warmed oatmeal, a frothy smoothie or a crisp peanut butter-slathered toast, as opposed to the stack of pancakes or maple-ribboned french toast I envision. I guess that points to my overall simplistic mindset, my fixation with routine, familiarity – a crutch sometimes but a comfort most. Occasionally, I gently lean against normality. I twist the juice out of the rinds until something a bit more imaginative comes up. Cue this, a bite of tangy citrus grated and squeezed into a normal day-to-day oat bowl. “Luxurious” enough. Certainly fulfilling enough. Continue reading “oats with mandarin, yogurt, blueberries & dark chocolate”

avocado toast | coarse salt + dill + poached egg

I am an intensely ritualistic person. Ritual equals spiritual. I run most efficiently with certain groundings behind me. It’s more valuable than any gold, any material item, any fracture of monetary sacrifice. Breakfast is one of those rituals. A good morning kiss. Caffeine-less caffeine. A warm hug to my tummy. Continue reading “avocado toast | coarse salt + dill + poached egg”

mango stir fry + shrimp & sausage

June is arrived and is mangling my desire to travel further than five steps from my front door (if I even make it that far). Though I’ve called Florida home since birth, the soupy summer hangs foremost on my list of “Things I Dread Throughout the Year” and coping with the honey-textured air & intense sunlight is a continual losing battle. I even sweat half of my body fluid out whilst doing yoga on my bedroom floor, wind up slipping out of bakasana and shaking the entire building with my unintentional bodyslam. Welcome to Florida. There’s no escaping the swirling humidity here. Continue reading “mango stir fry + shrimp & sausage”

summer vegetarian | potato tacos + cilantro-lime slaw & sweet lime vinaigrette

I’m a graduate? It seems so. Four years of college accumulates on a piece of paper I will receive in a week or so. I don’t feel much different, aside from the minutes following my final submission. I exhaled so deeply a hum vibrated from my throat. Continue reading “summer vegetarian | potato tacos + cilantro-lime slaw & sweet lime vinaigrette”

Beer bread: honey + cheddar

I only recently wrangled up a fondness for beer. The hoppy, malty, fizz-and-pop delight seems to deter many a person my age, and a taste is only acquired after long experimentation and a sort of “aha” moment in which one realizes shit, this is actually not bad. Going to Europe and tasting beer several levels above the watery infraction that is Bud Light helped me acquire a taste for the beverage. A good quality type of anything can change someone’s opinion of a whole, be it drinks, jeans, books, colors, or human beings. Continue reading “Beer bread: honey + cheddar”

coffee break | brown butter eggnog scones

Something about it. About streetlights at night undulating like dancers across my windshield. Radio up, voice raised, rattle and hum of engine, crunch of gravel undertire – the chains are loose and the iron bars split to shards. My hair is wild and my eyes are glittering and my heart is suddenly nocturnal. A stellar case of paradox. Me, a diurnal creature, amicably shaking hands with the stars. I feel like young should feel. I feel like peace should feel. I feel, undoubtedly, how I should feel. Continue reading “coffee break | brown butter eggnog scones”

November supper: white cheddar pumpkin shells + prosciutto + herbed mushroom saute

November crept up and smacked my head from behind. The door to 2015 is fast closing and someone cracked open the window leading to the path of 2016. I’m rather startled by this rapid passing of time, flitting off the ticking clock like dust mites. Who have I been in 2015? A stranger, mostly. Yet, at the same time, a familiar friend. Continue reading “November supper: white cheddar pumpkin shells + prosciutto + herbed mushroom saute”