Remember when I said I was ready for summer? I wasn't. I wasn't even remotely mentally prepared to endure this heat, especially while pregnant. Thus, I've been going out of my mind trying to find fresh, healthy recipes. On the good side, fresh dishes usually involve lots of veggies and leaves; on the bad side, I need something that leaves both my husband and I satisfied, which can be a little tricky, and a salad usually doesn't cut it.
Either at work or at home, it's always difficult for most people to control "the munchies"--and by "people," of course, I mean me. I've always been a chronic snacker, so I have to be very mindful about what and how much I eat in between meals. Now that I'm pregnant it's being a little hard to be more flexible and let myself indulge in some of my cravings, but have you heard the expression "hungry like the wolf"?
We've already had a post on how to make stock, the kitchen staple I refuse to substitute with a store-bought product. Yes, I'm fussy like that, but once you read the labels and taste the stuff that comes in the box and compare it with the homemade version, it's just a no-brainer. Usually, store-bought stock contains salt, garlic and tomato, which can directly affect the outcome of the dish you're using it in.
Many times have I expressed here my feelings towards cold weather-I love it. I love rainy afternoons, rainy nights and I definitely love dressing up for cold weather. My favorite recipes are also perfect for cold weather: hearty soups, heavy sauces and cheesy pastas. That said, I don’t know what’s gotten into me that I’m really longing for summer. his week I’ve been cooking mostly fresh-flavored dishes, with lots of citrus, fruits and lighter ingredients, and there’s nothing that I love more than a good, fresh salad.
Super Bowl XLVIII is already this weekend! Although we’re not huge football fans (and my husband’s team, the 49ers, didn’t make it this year), we’ve always liked to watch this game with friends. I love to make food for a crowd, the game itself really entertains me (although my husband has to explain its nuisances to me every year—it’s so complex!), and of course, we love the commercials and the half-time show.
Doesn’t January always feel like this? As if there’s a whole new array of possibilities for you and your plans? I love January, although usually the weather is far from perfect, and our budgets are a little tight because of the year’s end festivities—also, I think it has to do with the fact that my birthday is in January.
Instead of sharing a new list of goals for this year, I thought we’d check on last year’s...what do you think?
I hope all of you had a great holiday and got to spend time with the people close to your heart, may it be family or friends. My husband and I spent it with both our families, thankful for the new members—my brother got married this year, as well as my sister, and we have a brand new baby niece. It’s amazing how children make every celebration a happier one, reminding us the true spirit of this season, which for me meant making wonderful memories with my loved ones.
As someone who takes her food VERY seriously, I usually do a lot of research before traveling to a certain place—always about food: best restaurants, best produce, best markets, best dishes, etc., so I can make sure I try…well, all there is to try! However, no matter how careful you are, there is always the possibility something you eat abroad makes you sick, and we all know how that can make it rain on your parade.
In order to avoid running to the nearest pharmacy, wondering how “Imodium” is called in a foreign country, follow these handy tips:
The only constant in life is change. You hear that sentence, but maybe you never really internalize it and understand its meaning until you’re in that situation. Well, as usual, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you (thank you, Alanis!) .
I really dislike change…I don’t deal well with it. Stability is the name of my game and my ultimate goal. However, all this “follow-your-dreams” phase really turned my world upside down. Today I look back and it still amazes me how I made that decision.
Do you find yourself feeling exponentially anxious as the Holiday Season starts building momentum? Does your anxiety increase as the date for each holiday starts getting dangerously close and Christmas carols start playing on the radio? Being a caterer, this kind of comes with the job, but I’ve started noticing that it’s a general feeling amongst my girlfriends. Social agendas get cramped and we feel helpless as we try to attend every gathering and every “convivio,” trying not to disappoint anybody, and all the while planning your own events and hoping everyone can make it.