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“By the Power of Grayskull!”

14 Apr

Oh, He-Man, wherever did you run off to?  Did you ever defeat Skeletor?  I was slightly more partial to She-Ra myself, but not because I identified with her as a female superhero.  Oh no.  It was because of that weird furry sidekick of hers with the rainbow wings. On this little trip down memory lane, I just discovered that She-Ra’s battle cry was actually different than her twin brother’s.  Instead of saying, “By the power of Grayskull” and POOF! transformation, she’d say, “For the honor of Grayskull”.  A small difference, but one that has me thinking–couldn’t She-Ra harness that power, too? And in actuality, didn’t she?  I mean, I certainly remember her kicking some serious ass and didn’t rely solely on honor to defend her country . . .

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So the thing about wagons is

23 Mar

they’re kind of tricky to stay on, what with the wheels and the motion and the dysentery.

I could blame my lack of posting on the little dude and his ever-increasing ability to take fewer naps, coupled with the fact that any spare moment of peace I get is spent looking for a really super awesome new job (who wants to hire a super awesome me?), or I could just (wo)man up and admit that I’ve gotten lazy about posting.  Sigh.  This blog thing is harder than I thought.

The little dude and I had a lunch date this week with my lovely friend Kelli (the same Kelli from this post) and she casually mentioned that my blog pops up in her RSS feed, to which I muttered something about not posting and being a failure.  She quickly told me to stop being silly and also mentioned something about feeling particularly cool when you see your name on the interwebs, so this post is for Kelli.  Kelli, Kelli, Kelli.  Hi Kelli!  Thanks for the kick in the butt!

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When Kate gives you poi,

6 Feb

make poi donuts?

This post was made possible by a lovely friend of mine, Kate, who up and moved from her comfy home in Seattle to the crazy shores of Hawaii.  To help keep us apprised of her antics, she has this hilarious blog that I read and laugh out loud to with great regularity.  A few weeks ago she had a little contest wherein a follower or commenter of hers could win something Hawaiian.  And I won.  Which is awesome because I never win anything and because it meant I would be getting something from Hawaii. And that something was a bag of poi.

I’ve never had poi before and Kate’s ringing endorsement of “disgusting”, “sour”, “sticky” and “weird” had me a little concerned that it might be a food I should only enjoy while marveling at a spectacular Hawaiian sunset.  But I didn’t want that pound of poi to go to waste and I wanted to do Kate proud, so I did little sleuthing and discovered a recipe for poi donuts that didn’t sound neither awful nor difficult.

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Sriracha, my dear friend.

31 Jan

Spicy foods and I get along pretty well, although that wasn’t always the case.  For a long while, foods seasoned with peppers were almost always dismissed and the mere mention of the words “hot sauce” gave me the heebie-jeebies up through college.  However, somewhere between living in Boston and then Seattle, I began to crave spicy things–I’m not talking so-hot-you-have to-sign-a-waiver, but enough to have me reaching for a glass of ice water every few bites.

It was in Seattle that I first met dear sriracha.  It was at a bit of a dive breakfast joint called The Wagon Wheel on Aurora, which is sadly no longer in existence.  It was owned by a Vietnamese couple who served traditional American diner fare with some small Asian influences, chief among them being a new-to-me hot sauce bottle with a green top and white rooster label.  Having become accustomed to putting hot sauce on my eggs and potatoes, I sprinkled a few drops across my plate, unaware of the taste explosion I was about to enjoy.

Sun-dried chiles + garlic = an amazing hot sauce that isn’t too spicy, too runny, too vinegary, or has any sort of weird, lingering aftertaste.  Since that fateful morning roughly 7 years ago, a bottle of sriracha has lived in my fridge.  So when I saw this recipe for a fish sandwich boasting sriracha mayonnaise, my head nearly exploded.

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Heh heh heh. He said, “More nuts.”

24 Jan

I apologize that this post is coming a little more than a week after the last one, and I don’t even have a good excuse.  For those of you who have been waiting hungrily by the computer, my bad.  For the rest of you, well, you should visit the site more.

James and I have been talking a lot lately about how and what we eat.  We admit that while we’re not the worst eaters (we like healthy foods and even did an 11-day cleanse together) but we could be better and more thoughtful about it.  With the creation of this blog, we figured now was a good time to really put our money where our mouths are, and so we’ve decided to eat less meat, more fish, and be vegetarians more often.   This dish, while it has meat (chicken) in it, could easily be made veggie friendly.

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Is it still technically a salad

16 Jan

if atop a bed of greens sits a piece of (basically) fried cheese?  Even if the answer is no, this is a dish that I will eat again.  Probably more than just a few times, and not necessarily because of the cheese, although, who am I kidding.  I love cheese.

I also took some liberties with this recipe.  First, I didn’t use nearly as much olive oil as was called for, because I didn’t really think it was necessary.  I used the lentils I had in my cupboard and they weren’t the fancy French du Puy ones as called for in the recipe.  I think my straight up regular supermarket brand lentils did just fine,  but then again, apparently lentilles du Puy are the shit, so maybe I’ll splurge for the next go-round.   Finally, I added some balsamic vinegar at the end since I love me some spinach with balsamic vinegar.

Salad?

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