I don’t know about you, but our freezer is sort of a black hole. I’m not exactly sure how it happens, but something will be placed in there, and get sucked into the void that is our freezer. It sits quietly in the back until one day the entire contents of the freezer explode into an avalanche of mildly frost-bitten foodstuffs. An over-sized bag with a lone fish stick, a pint of ice cream with a mere spoonful left, something brown and unidentifiable that causes Brendan and I to look at each other with raised eyebrows and a hint of concern… Anyway, during my freezer’s latest purge I discovered a bag of shredded zucchini remaining from last summer’s CSA haul. And since our CSA is due to start up again any time now I figured it was probably a good idea to use up the last of the remaining goodies from 2014.
Creamy oats, with peanut butter, chocolate, and banana. What better lunch could there be for a snow day?
When it’s cold and miserable outside (seriously, WHEN WILL IT END??), all I want to eat is something warm and – usually – full of carbs. There’s something so happy about them. My other comfort foods are, of course, chocolate and peanut butter. But those two things in a bowl of spaghetti just sound nasty. Oatmeal, though? Now that’s a different story.
I know, I know. A good food blogger would have shared these with you before Valentine’s Day. But had I done that, my husband would have known about them! And everyone loves surprises, so just forgive me on this one, okay? I promise, they’ll taste just as good if you make them this week as they would have last week. Plus, you don’t have to share them with your Valentine this way. So really, I’m doing you a favor!
Last weekend, my husband and I were sitting around over morning coffee talking about the upcoming week. Nonchalantly, he mentioned, “It’s my half-birthday, you know.” I sort of shrugged my shoulders. “Ok…” “You should bake me a cake!” This garnered some raised eyebrows. We aren’t talking about a six year old here…this is my 6’4″, grown-ass man husband. When I reminded him of this, he sort of gave me puppy dog eyes. “But my half-birthday! And cake!” I flatly responded, “You are a dork.” To which he answered, “Yes, but you love me.” Touche, my friend.
I love Girl Scout Cookies. Honestly, who doesn’t? My freshman year of college, my little cousin was just a Daisy and I received a care package with a few boxes of cookies. Oh, it was wonderful! A day or two after receiving that package, my now-husband (then, just a guy on my dorm floor I’d hung out with a time or two) invited me to a movie night with some of his friends. I went, and being the considerate person I am, I brought a couple boxes of cookies with me. We had a nice time that night, but the guys had ordered pizza and we didn’t break into my cookies. Movie night went late (like 2 AM late), so I went back to my room that night exhausted. The next afternoon, I stopped by Brendan’s room hoping to get my cookies back. He and his roommate looked at me sheepishly…they had eaten them. All of them. In the twelve hours I had been gone, these boys polished off my Tagalongs and Thin Mints! The fact that these people became my husband and some of my best friends speaks volumes to how forgiving I am…
When I made double chocolate banana muffins a few weeks ago, I mentioned that my husband was already asking me to bake more of them. So when I mentioned last week that I was planning on making them again, I was surprised when he asked, “Can you make them in loaf form? With peanut butter?” Dude, I was going to make muffins…with a recipe I already have…now you want bread…with peanut butter? I love him, but man he can be a pain 🙂
I’m super excited to be featured over at Morsels & Moonshine today, while Aileen is enjoying a vacation! I first teamed up with Aileen through A Vegan Holiday, and am happy to be continuing our partnership. I’ve posted the recipe below, but be sure to check out the full post over on her blog!
Recently, my husband has gotten really into eating bananas. All things considered, this is a pretty good turn of events. They’re healthy and inexpensive and inspire quick clean-up (while he may leave wrappers sitting on our counter, he’ll always get rid of the banana peel). It does have one significant downside, though: I haven’t been able to make all of my banana baked goods! We’ve been going through the whole bunch, so I haven’t had any sad brown bananas begging to be cooked into something tasty. This week, I said enough is enough. We bought new bananas when we still had some on our banana hanger, and I instructed him to use those new ones. Dag-nabbit, I was going to bake!
When I was in college, I was busy. I had two majors, a minor, undergraduate research, TAing, extra-curriculars, and I tried to maintain some semblance of a social life. Needless to say, I got stressed. And when I got stressed, there was one foolproof way of relaxing: whipping something up in my tiny apartment kitchen.
This past weekend, we had a big family party to celebrate my aunt’s birthday and the start of the holiday season. I know for most people, family parties are kind of hum-drum, with a handful of relatives sitting around a table and falling asleep in front of a football game. My family, though, is a little bit different. My Grandma is one of six siblings, and to this day they all gather for all of the holidays. Instead of one giant family reunion, this group gets together regularly. Like I mentioned a few weeks ago, Thanksgiving dinners were regularly a sit-down dinner for forty-plus. Although the whole sit-down thing only happens once a year, this gathering was still absolutely full of people.