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”

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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”

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”

Venturing East for 1 year | Flaky + savory pumpkin rosemary biscuits

One year. 365 days. How odd and delightful. I have a penchant for missing important dates which don’t involve an actual human’s milestone, and I certainly did forget with regards to Venturing East’s first birthday in September. This blog has remained a steady background singer in the soundtrack of my life. As I nourish it with words and pictures, it serves as a sort of Miracle-Gro for my heart. Continue reading “Venturing East for 1 year | Flaky + savory pumpkin rosemary biscuits”

Jumbo Spiced Pumpkin & White Chocolate Yogurt Muffins + Pumpkin Cream Cheese

When I’m quiet on Venturing East, it means my life has been everything but silent. Usually, too, anything but calm. I can chalk up my lack of writing to sheer busyness, but that is a veil tossed over a more tumultuous catalyst. Continue reading “Jumbo Spiced Pumpkin & White Chocolate Yogurt Muffins + Pumpkin Cream Cheese”

Fluffy Buttermilk Sweet Potato Loaf

Storms, Mother Nature’s premier musketeer, are a part of life, like bread and bugs and the hanging stench of trash outside a dumpster. To take it a step further, I’d argue that the storm is life itself. Your life is your Storm.

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Salted Chocolate Doughnuts & Orange Earl Grey Buttercream

Summer is pulling on its boots and making for the front door. It’s gone quickly. I remember the hours before landing in Florida from Sweden, where the temperature was comfortable at 60 degrees and I dreaded the drench of humidity to come. But upon landing I immediately felt reintegrated. Continue reading “Salted Chocolate Doughnuts & Orange Earl Grey Buttercream”

Glazed Lemon-Blueberry Scones

Life’s endless responsibilities pile up like that laundry I’ve neglected in my drier for nearly a week, yet still I manage to sweep aside time to bake – this time, for The Citrus Menu. Continue reading “Glazed Lemon-Blueberry Scones”

The Hobbit Menu | ‘Tatoe and ‘Matoe Egg Scramble

Po-ta-toes. Boil ’em, mash ’em, stick ’em in a stew…Or, in this case, a couple of hearty eggs. Continue reading “The Hobbit Menu | ‘Tatoe and ‘Matoe Egg Scramble”