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Eat Clean at Target?

In Shop with Tater on October 31, 2010 at 9:45 pm

It can be done

The issue of food accessibility is one of growing interest for me. I’m now living in what I’d call a bit of a “food desert,” but I have a car and the money to drive elsewhere and do my shopping. I’m also pickier than the average consumer. There are actually plenty of grocery stores around. I just don’t like any of them. This luxury of choice isn’t the case for everyone and a lot of families are limited to what they can walk to, which leaves them with selections like convenience stores, gas stations and … Target.

I’m a big fan of eating well on the cheap, but even I don’t always practice what I preach. I have watched my weekly shopping budget climb from about $40 in college to $70 after graduating to about $100 for Stew and me together and most recently around $150 a week. Hmmm, I can do better than this.

Prove it.

How does $66 sound?

There may not be any fresh produce in sight, but you can still work Target like it’s a health food store… almost. Here’s how I did it:

  • Frozen vegetables – If you’re buying fresh produce that’s been on a truck since California or even Mexico (AND you’re on the East coast like I am), it’s probably lost a lot of its nutrients by the time it’s made it to your plate. Frozen vegetables are flash frozen much sooner after picking so their nutrients are locked in. Stock up.
  • Canned goods – Grab beans (rinse before eating as they’ll likely not have a low sodium offering) and veggies and use them to make bean burgers, throw into soups or mix into pasta sauces.
  • Dry goods – Oats, brown rice and whole wheat pasta or rice noodles make a great base for any meal and they’re super cheap. Dried lentils and beans are a smart buy for making big slow cooker meals on Sunday to last throughout the week. They’re also not drowning in salt like many canned options.
  • Nuts – Since you won’t find tofu or tempeh around these parts, vegetarians will want to stock up on nuts. And you meat eaters should, too, as the meat selection in the freezer is pretty… terrifying.

Some other options if they fit your eating habits are string cheese, yogurt, whole wheat tortillas, orange juice and milk. I didn’t pick up soy milk on this trip because I have plenty at home, but they do sell it.

My loot

So here’s specifically what I nabbed for $66:

  • Oats
  • Brown rice
  • Dry pinto beans
  • Dry lentils
  • Frozen peas
  • Frozen corn
  • Frozen edamame
  • Frozen mixed veggies
  • Frozen blueberries
  • Frozen broccoli
  • Frozen asparagus
  • Black beans, canned
  • Green beans (no salt), canned
  • Vegetarian baked beans (for Stew… I hate them)
  • Olives
  • Tomato basil sauce
  • Organic maple syrup
  • Salsa
  • Roasted cashews
  • Pecans
  • Walnuts
  • Organic blue corn chips
  • Amy’s frozen Indian dinners (2)

Not bad, right? The organic pickings were slim, but stores supply based on demand. I’m sure we all remember a time when Walmart wasn’t stocked with organic yogurt, milk and produce. Consumers demanded and the store responded. At the end of the day, these businesses just want to make money. We as consumers hold them in the palm of our hands because we dictate where our dollars go. If you direct those dollars toward clean, organic food, the stores stock it. Trust me.

I’m happy with my Target haul. I’m seriously lacking in the fruit department, but I’ll probably pick up something fresh later this week.

Dare me to shop in a store far more frightening than Target? Bring it on. Send me suggestions and if there’s a location near me, I’ll show you how I’d shop there.

Happy Halloween 2010

In Holidays on October 31, 2010 at 9:18 pm

Muuuaahahahaha

Happy Halloween! Since my mom is texting to see if I’m still alive because I haven’t blogged yet today, I’ll take this as a hint that I need to get to work…

Last night Stew and I got decked out in our baked potato gear and headed to Diana’s for a partay

BRO-tato and Po-tater... yeah??

No one knew what we were. No one. We got many egg guesses and many more blank stares when we explained what we were trying to be. Can’t win ‘em all. But you know who can? My ridiculous brother. He makes bank on Halloween every year winning contests. A few years ago he won 500 freaking dollars for his homemade Ghostbuster get up.

On the right

And this year he took in another $300 for this Water Boy costume…

Nice

I may not have won any money, but I can assure you I hate better food than he did.

Best tempeh I've ever eaten

Olive bugs

Squash

Spinach cheese puffs

I didn’t get a picture of my plate because I was too busy inhaling it. Whoops.

Can you not tell this is a potato?

I really thought my costume was pretty brilliant. After all, I’ve been called Tater since the day I was born and it took me 25 whole years to realize that would make a pretty good costume. I even handmade a burlap vest and an aluminum foil hair bow with a butter pat in the middle. Sigh. Ralph liked it.

Group shot (courtesy of The Chic Life)

We handed out candy to the neighborhood kids and now we’re working away because we’re officially too old for this holiday. Wamp waaaaamp.

Caturday 10/30/10

In Cats on October 30, 2010 at 11:02 am

Happy Caturdayoween!

Happy Caturdayoween!

I EAT HALLOWEEN FOR BREAKFAST

SUH-LURP

That’s cool, Ralph. I ate a chocolate pumpkin smoothie.

Because it's festive

See?

But you want cats and cats you shall receive…

NNNYEEEAROW SUPER RALPH

Does Ralph or does Ralph not look exactly like Toothless from How to Train Your Dragon?

Does.

How about now?

Because I know you’re all curious… the cats will not be dressing up this year. Or any year, really. My desire is as strong as yours to see Weaz dress as…

a terrorist

Or Ralph dressed as…

her idol Hello Kitty

But I break out in hives at the thought of trying to get them into these get ups. The whole pet-in-costume thing is far more stressful for me than it is the animals. Therefore, my pets do not partake.

I did manage to get both of them into a little jersey two years ago. This lasted about 10 seconds each because I was hyperventilating.

Put me in coach

I'm ready to pray

I know you don’t believe that that’s Ralph but believe it. Keep in mind she was a street cat when I took her in and we didn’t know right away that her gut was only dragging the ground because it was full of five babies and not because she was a little chunk. After she had the babies she was very emaciated. Rest assured she’s now fat, happy and much fuzzier. I don’t know where the hell all the hair came from. On her initial vet visit we classified her as a short hair. You know what she looks like now. No explanation.

What about me?

What about Weaz indeed. She can have Halloween fun without a costume…

I'm a cow. Duh.

Toothless the Night Fury

So we’re off to trick-or-treat.

Give us sumfing good to EET!

Cowfish Preview at eeZ

In Restaurants on October 29, 2010 at 11:31 pm

It's comiiiing...

Many moons ago (approximately 6 months worth when Stew and I first moved here), we had dinner at The Counter. We loved it. Imagine our dismay when we learned at the end of our meal that it would soon be closing to make way for a new restaurant: Cowfish, a burger/sushi fusion joint. We had a TexMex/sushi fusion place in Greenville so this wasn’t such a shock, but still… burgers and sushi? If you say so!

Tonight I was invited to preview a bit of the Cowfish menu at eeZ, (both owned by Marcus Hall) along with Brittney, Kelly and Lindsey. I had a grand ol’ time.

Kelly, Brittney and Lindsey

I got to hit the gong!

Food is always great fun.

Tea for me

Since Cowfish isn’t open yet, the plan for the evening was to just preview their appetizers and then order off the eeZ menu. I can deal with this considering the eeZ menu looked like a novel and read like one, too, drawing me in line by line as any great story should. Hook. Line. Sinker.

Cowfish fare featured:

Crab dip

Edamame

Elaborate sushi

My green plate

I had a little seaweed salad, spicy cucumbers (yes, cucumbers!) and mountains of edamame.

Lovely

Each food presentation by the staff was met by much fanfair and plenty of flashbulbs. The people around us must have thought we were eating some very important food.

Bloggers in action

My entree was super cool. After much debate and back and forth with our waiter, I decided on the make-your-own stir fry bowl. You pick your base (rice, noodles, etc.), sauce and protein and then pile on your own veggies from the veggie bar. I like the sound of that.

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I went with brown rice, soy ginger sauce, soya (which I’m pretty sure was seitan) and mountains of vegetables. Seriously. I got a little greedy.

Better lighting over here...

And if you think I left a free meal without a free dessert, you know very little about me.

Peanut butter pie. Yes.

Yes!

I would like to extend a massive and sincere thank you to Marcus for having us, to our waiter for tolerating me and to Gwen for arranging everything. I am very lucky to live the way I do.

Stew and Weasel say thanks for the leftovers!

NOTE: All food and drinks were provided free of charge. In return, I matched a donation to the Second Harvest Food Bank of Charlotte for the estimated equivalent value of my meal. You can read more about my policy on free stuff on my updated Products page.

Pumpkin Ice Cream

In Dessert on October 29, 2010 at 12:41 pm

PW's

I’m not sure how I neglected to mention that last weekend I had a most delightful scoop of pumpkin ice cream from PW’s, an ice cream institution here in The Thrill.

OH YEAH PUMPKIN ICE CREAM YEAH

Speaking of OH YEAH… Did anybody watch the Jersey Shore reunion last night? How much more do you love that cast? I think the next season should take quiet, upper class, fratastic, waspy white kids and throw them into the mix. It would be amazing. Or the next season should just plant me in the middle of all of it. I love Pauly D.

Sushi Drought Ends Here

In Restaurants on October 28, 2010 at 8:34 pm

It's been so long

I truly can’t remember the last time I had sushi. Back in Greenville the good old days Stew and I had no fewer than three favorite sushi spots. We now have… zero. Correction: There is one place, but who wants to eat sushi in a town of questionable restaurantability? (Don’t look that word up.) Vegetarians! Because we don’t have to eat the fish!

Please believe I took note of the A rating on the door before actually stepping foot inside. I’m learning things in my foodservice class you don’t even want to KNOW about. Read those ratings on the door, my friends. Read them.

A baby

I realize it doesn’t look like much, but come on! You don’t know what we’re working with over here…

Beer for Stew

Fried rice

Edamame

Ample sushi

We got two vegetable rolls–cucumber, carrots, avocado–and a sweet potato roll. Yes, sushi is the only place I can tolerate cucumber. And yes, I wish it weren’t there, but I get over it. The sweet potato roll tasted like some straight out of the county fair… fried. No complaints here.

The sushi rice was way over cooked and entirely too gummy, but other than that, I’m satisfied. It was kind of just nice to eat in town. It made this place kind of feel like home for the first time.

Perfect Oatmeal Cookies

In Baked Goods on October 27, 2010 at 10:05 pm

Just like Food Network

Check it out! I got a new DSLR AF-S 1 Billion blahblahblah and decided to test it out on a batch of oatmeal cookies. Weeee!

I saw this amazing recipe on Good Eats the other night and knew it had to be made. The best part? No flour! Just grind up oats. THIS SOUNDS LIKE A GREAT IDEA.

So I’m not expert with the camera yet or anything, but checkit… You see the “After” above. Now here’s the “Before” on my old camera:

WOW

Whaaaaat?? DAYUM! These expensive cameras are worth it. And since I clearly didn’t steal that first picture from Ina Garten here and CLEARLY did not F up Alton’s cookies beyond recognition, I can only imagine how much more amazing my old photos would have looked with this.

Since I was on fire making flawless baked goods, I also decided to make granola:

No big deal

And since it’s apparent that the above granola is NOT just a crumbled up fail cookie from the bastardized Alton batch… it is also apparent that I am a domestic goddess.

I absolutely cannot wait to see how many people did not read this far and start leaving comments about how great my new photos are and how jealous they are of my new camera. Can.not.wait.

In case you missed it… I destroyed a batch of Alton Brown’s oatiest oatmeal cookies tonight. The problem started with his measurements being in ounces instead of cups and ended with a full tray of molten, sugary goop. When said molten, sugary goop cooled and set, I had this:

I shall call them Crispy Pecan Oaties

If I’ve learned anything from the snide judges on chopped, Iron Chef, Top Chef and the like, it’s that calling your dish something even though you completely failed to execute that something properly is a major mistake. If I called this a cookie, Alex Guarnaschelli would call me a bitch. So no. They’re not cookies. They’re thin and crispy pecan oaties. AND… they’re actually quite good. Like a solid block of granola.

I did finally get my shit together and create an acceptable cookie:

Oh THIS is what they should look like.

The absolute best part of this whole debacle was taking a picture of the two side by side:

Haaaahaha

My camera picked up face recognition on the light, round cookie to the right but completely ignored the dark square on the left. Because my camera is racist.

Watch me get sued for using that Food Network picture. Just watch.

Stewsday: Dhansak

In Stew on October 27, 2010 at 7:57 pm

Dhansak

Stew’s been all about cooking lately, and I am all about this on days when I have a presentation followed by a test followed by a test.

(Followed by a drank.)

I knew he’d been plotting something for a while because as early as Sunday he began building a long list of ingredients. I didn’t question it. In fact, I sent him links to more recipes… “These look good!” Subtle.

Dhansak

Black rice

Dhansak is an Indian dish made of lentils, split peas, cauliflower, tomatoes, endless spices, etc. Poor Stew didn’t learn until after hours slaving over the stove that it is usually only made on Sundays due its long prep time.

Good thing I loved it!

Aren’t I just the luckiest? Yes, yes.

I passed out around 10:30pm just in time to MISS the end of Chopped. You know when I woke up? A mere 9.5 hours later. Whew. That’s what I get for only get 4 hours the night before. And the tests? They were fine. I hope.

My Brother Made Pizza

In Dinner on October 26, 2010 at 7:49 am

From scratch.

The other night we had dinner over at my brother’s house for my mom’s last night in town. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to grasp that we’re adults now. He’s 27 and it should not come as a surprise that he’s perfectly capable of making a pizza from scratch.

These kids...

... could not...

... make pizza.

[You like that vintage shot of me gnawing on a fried chicken leg? Mmmmm.]

And yet…

... this surprised me.

Too lazy to chop vegetables, we picked up a jumbo salad from Olive Garden that Stew and I have been eating for the last three days.

Massive

Lentils and salad

I can assure you there have never been lentils and salad in my brother’s house. But that’s what Stew and I had. I also tried the pizza and it was goooood.

Must be Halloween season

Instant Muesli On the Go

In Breakfast on October 26, 2010 at 7:37 am

Thrown together in 60 seconds

I haven’t woken up to an alarm in over a year. If you’re thinking this is because I’m naturally up with the sun and don’t need one, you are incorrect. It’s because I sleep straight through it and wake up almost exactly 7.5 hours from the time I went to bed. Without fail. I haven’t always been this way, but lately my body wants what it wants, and apparently it wants 7.5 hours of sleep.

Yesterday I woke up at 7:45. I usually leave for work at 8. No problem.

What to wear? Channel Gracie the bargainista and make a summer dress fall appropriate by throwing it over skinny jeans and topping with a cardigan.

No lunch packed? Leftover Olive Garden salad, homemade lentil soup, a big ol’ pear apple, pumpkin seeds and apple sauce can be thrown (literally) together in minutes.

No time to make a smoothie? Muesli!

Don't judge a muesli by unflattering fluorescent light

It may not be the prettiest girl at school, but this little bowl made.my.morning.

Here’s what I combined:

  • Rolled oats
  • Raw buckwheat (yes! you can eat this)
  • Pecans
  • Currants
  • Coconut
  • Pumpkin pie spice
  • Maple syrup
  • Almond milk

Mix it all together and sprint out the door. But drive as slowly as if you had ample time to get there. We don’t want to go crashing any more cars.

It’ll soak up the milk on a short 10-minute drive and be ready to inhale as soon as you start up your ancient office PC.

It's Easy Being Green

In Green on October 25, 2010 at 12:53 pm

Silverware and unpaper towel

I won’t pretend to be the most environmentally friendly person around. After all, I do drive to Charlotte almost every day for yoga. But while Kermit would disagree, I don’t think it’s so hard being green.

Eating with plastic forks, spoons and knives sucks. It just feels cheap. And wasteful. Carrying your own silverware will make meals eaten away from home feel more special and less rushed. Plus, you’ll be saving some plastic from the trashcan.

 

Baby Paton bottle for salad dressing

 

I used to put my salad dressing in plastic ziploc bags so my greens wouldn’t get soggy. Turns out this is a massive waste of plastic AND the money I spend on those stupid bags. Baby Patron bottles make far better salad dressing vessels and they’re cute, too.

 

You know this guy

 

Finally, a reusable lunch box makes it easy to pack a lot of food without carrying a million Tupperware containers (don’t even get me started on how much I loathe Tupperware) or plastic baggies. And if it’s weird lookin’ like mine, it’ll be a nice conversation starter. “What is that thing you carry around everyday?”

A tackle box. ;)

Sencha Green Tea Bar

In Products on October 25, 2010 at 12:45 pm

Sencha Green Tea Bar - Delicate Pear

Over the weekend I found these Sencha Green Tea Bars at TJMaxx (in the impulse buy lane, obviously) and had to try them.

I picked up the lemongrass and delicate pear flavors, but Stew inhaled the lemongrass without protest from me so it’s undocumented. I did have a bite and can say it’s no where near as good at the pear one I ate yesterday.

Delicate pear for the win!

It has 220 calories, 8 g fat and 9 g protein per bar. Pretty substantial.

Breakfast... half anyway

I paired it with an apple and peanut butter for breakfast and tried really hard not to eat half of it so Stew could sample it. That did not work and I consumed it in its entirety. Whoops.

I loved it. It’s full of pumpkin seeds, nuts, oats, grains, etc. I wish I had the list in front of me because it was pretty.

Found it!

Blend- Organic Pumpkin Seeds, Organic Roasted Soybeans, Almonds, Organic Black Sesame Seeds, Organic Brown Rice Syrup, Organic Dates and Dried Plums, Glaced Pears, Organic Brown Rice, Concentrated Soy Protein, Rice Plour, Matcha Tea and Organic Green Tea Extract, Chicory, Natural Flavors, Natural Color (Vegetable Extract), and Sea Salt

A Perfect Dinner/Lunch

In Dinner on October 24, 2010 at 9:48 am

Bean burger, veggies and grains

I had the loveliest lunch yesterday. I had made veggie burgers to take over to my brother’s house Friday night because I knew food like this was being served:

Pleh

And I’ve learned it’s just so much easier for me to bring my own food to things like this.

My burgers contained:

  • navy beans
  • spinach
  • carrot
  • pecans
  • brown rice cous cous
  • chickpeas
  • curry
  • paprika
  • salt and pepper

No Big Daddy’s but… they were fantastic.

Cooked up nicely

Colorful plate

And since they held up well, they also made a great lunch the next day. I’ll probably have them again today, too. :[

Let's not forget the other fixins at Friday's dinner:

Fruit and cheese

Peach chutney = SO GOOD

Veggie kabobs

Chocolate pie

 

Pumpkin Carving

In Holidays on October 24, 2010 at 9:28 am

Cat and flower pot

My mom saw a cool idea in Southern Living to use a hollowed out pumpkin as a flower pot so we gave it a try yesterday.

Stew loves carving pumpkins

TaMo goes to town

I was on pumpkin seed separating duty

Guts and seeds

Of course I carved a cat-kin

I like the idea of decorating with pumpkins, gourds and flowers. I tried to buy Halloween decorations last week and got stressed out thinking about trying to store it somewhere. These go straight in the trash or out into the woods without waste.

Caturday 10/23/10

In Cats on October 23, 2010 at 8:14 am

I be brogging.

Happy Almost-Halloween-Caturday! It’s the most wonderful time of the year. But you know what’s sad? I still don’t have a costume OR any good ideas for one. In exchange for your help, I can offer pictures of cats. Seriously, send me your ideas. Thanks in advance… CATS

Do be tweeteeng. Forrow me.

Ralph and Weaz were very excited for The Lady to arrive this week. Truly. I can’t tell if they could tell I was excited (waiting on the doorstep could have given them this impression), but they totally knew something was up and were waiting anxiously .

Is she here??

She can't wait to pet me.

I stayed up late-ish last night working on a freelance piece. People say cats don’t have schedules, but they haven’t met THESE cats. They go to bed with me every night (and wake me up daily), but if I’m not ready for bed they don’t wait around for me.

Early cat gets the bed

Yes, that's a giant peacock back there.

And this is how they feel when I wake them up:

DEATH.

With Weasel being particularly offended:

Tonight... you die.

Not sure when to disturb a cat? This how to pet a cat guide Brittney sent me will give you an idea…

School Food

In School on October 22, 2010 at 2:43 pm

Shiny

I’m pretty critical of school food. This is natural considering I like vegetables and I hate weird processed foods AND to top it all off, I find Jamie Oliver and his Food Revolution perfectly swoon-worthy. When my foodservice class started this fall, I was disappointed and frustrated to hear how most of the kids in public schools in our country are fed. I couldn’t believe how my professor (who is also a dietitian who oversees school food) could know what she knows about nutrition and still serve kids what they’re served in our city. But I have no idea what actually goes into planning and producing a school lunch. So after spending time with her at two of her schools earlier this week, I think I have a much better–much more level–view of what goes on in a school cafeteria.

Here are some things I learned:

  • Most school cafeterias function as independent entities separate from the rest of the school meaning they don’t get tax money and aren’t a part of the school’s budget as a whole. They hire and pay their own employees, buy their own food and equipment and some even pay their own utilities. They produce their own revenue (which is minimal) and rely on the government’s National School Lunch Program to subsidize the rest.
  • National School Lunch standards for a healthy meal are created by the USDA. Each school must meet these USDA requirements to be reimbursed by the government for the money spent on the food. According to the USDA, a healthy meal includes: 1 serving of meat, 1 serving of bread/grain, 2 servings of fruit/vegetable and 1 serving of milk. Some states have additional guidelines beyond this base. Here in South Carolina, 4 fruit/vegetable options are required.
  • The National School Lunch program provides $2.72 per meal, but after spending a sizable chunk of that on labor, employee benefits, equipment, etc., only $1.08 is left for food. Of this $1.08 that the school district dietitian and kitchen managers have to work with, $0.26 of it must be spent on milk.
  • Schools can distribute food in an offer vs. serve method meaning all of the required foods to meet the USDA’s lunch pattern are laid out on the line, but students can choose to only take a minimum of three. The other option is to put all the required food on one tray and give it to every single child. The problem with this is that much of it is thrown in the trash. An example of a child taking a minimum 3 items on an offer vs. serve line would be… a hamburger. Beef patty = 1 meat, Bun = 1 bread, Pickles = 1 vegetable. I’m not kidding. Pizza would also work. Crust = 1 bread, Sauce = 1 vegetable, Sausage = 1 meat. Juice counts as a fruit as do fruit desserts like a cobbler.
  • It may not be true everywhere, but in my city the school cafeterias have nothing to do with what is served in vending machines. This is a separate initiative managed by school administrators who bank some $80,000 a year to allocate to programs at will. Anecdotal accounts tell me that the allocation of these funds is not always ethical. I don’t know if that’s true.
  • School cafeteria workers only work 180 days of the year when school is in session. The rest of the time, they have to find another job or save ahead of time to get through the summer. Due to holidays and school in-service days, these employees rarely receive a full 40-hour work week because they are only paid when school is in session. It’s hard to find people who can live like this, and as a result, employee turnover is high.
  • School food has been hit hard by the media and is under much scrutiny. The people I spoke with said they felt attacked but that their hands were tied. To advertise that food is healthy is to guarantee that children won’t eat it. But not advertising this information makes it look like steps in the right direction are not being taken. For example, the schools I visited quietly replaced their pizza crusts with a whole wheat base, cheese is all low-fat or fat-free and milk is all skim. They don’t say anything though because they want the kids to continue eating it.
  • Schools receive government subsidies in the form of truckloads of chicken, milk and other commodities. In an effort to maintain the market price of a food item like milk (to keep it from skyrocketing and messing up the economy), the government will buy it up en masse and deliver it to schools. Some schools appreciate these deliveries, others are burdened by them. A lack of storage space as well as a lack of manpower for processing things like whole chickens makes the food difficult to work with. Many schools will redirect their government subsidies to a large processing plant–like Tyson for chicken or Land O Lakes for cheese– and pay to have the “raw” materials processed into chicken patties, sliced cheeses, etc. Because chicken is chicken is chicken to Tyson, if they know 3 trucks of school subsidized chickens are expected for processing but haven’t arrived, they’ll begin processing their own product and deliver that instead. This means that much of what is served in a school cafeteria is the exact same thing you’d buy in the grocery or at Chic Fil A. The only difference is that schools can only charge $2 for it because people get all up in arms when school food gets too expensive.
  • In the event of a global natural disaster, school food subsidies will be redirected to the affected area. When Katrina hit, the schools in my city were expecting several truckloads of government foods that were instead sent to the victims of the hurricane. They then have to scramble to find enough money to buy the foods that will meet the USDA’s requirements so they’re receive their reimbursements. It makes sense that the government should help the victims, but it throws off the school’s plan.

This is long, but this isn’t even the half of it so I’ll let you digest that for now. I can tell you that knowing what I know after just one day in a school, I am much less likely to criticize school food workers. In my opinion, the problem with school food lies not at the school level but at the government level. From what I can tell, school food workers are busting their butts to meet federal guidelines, but the problem is that the guidelines themselves are flawed. Pickles cannot count as a vegetable. Tomato sauce on a pizza can’t either. The USDA needs to redefine what their expectations are, and I have no doubt that schools will meet them.

Ta Mo's in Town

In Restaurants on October 22, 2010 at 2:02 pm

Fajitas at Cantina

Perhaps you have noticed many a comment from Ta Mo on here. That would be my mom. If you didn’t already know that, this surely explains a lot. St Mo is Stew’s mom and Stew is redheadedgabriel. Noooow it all comes together.

Ralph and Weaz call my mom The Lady (are you keeping up with all this?) and are happy to report that The Lady is in the house. Sort of. She’s in my brother’s house, but she’s here.

So last night we celebrated with Mexican food at Cantina. Every time Stew and I eat here I think, “Mom would love this.” So it seemed like an ideal restaurant for her first dinner.

First up… table-side guacamole.

The best.

My mom is a bit of a guacamole connoisseur and even she was impressed with Cantina’s version. She and Stew have a guacamole battle planned for Christmas break. I will probably NOT be voicing my opinion on the outcome of that little adventure.

Veggie fajitas for 12

Fixins

I had veggie fajitas (not on the menu but you can get ‘em if you’re nice) and they were enough to feed a large family so we just ate the left overs with lunch today.

Stew ate a frigging child.

Baby burrito

Still spouting facts from my life cycle nutrition class, I announced, “You definitely just ate the equivalent of a pre-term infant.” It’s true. My mom also told my dad over the phone that Stew ate a child for dinner with no further explanation. Maahahaha.

So that was our night. My camera le sucks in low light so you’ll have to wait until after tonight’s cookout for real pictures of the whole family. I know everyone’s dying to see that.

ALSO… if you missed it on twitter yesterday… Stew is awesome. He saw that lululemon pullover on my post yesterday and went straight up there and bought it for me.

EEEEEE

I’ll keep him.

Ready? Or Not.

In Dinner, School on October 21, 2010 at 8:22 am

Tomato fennel soup with white bean tartine

Whether or not I feel adequately prepared for the test I’m taking in an hour is clearly of less importance than how I feel about this dinner I ate at Amelie’s last night while studying for it.

This is a monster bowl of tomato fennel soup (which I was assured is vegetarian even though I don’t really believe restaurants ever) and a white bean tartine. I wish I had more vivid memories of eating it, but I was inhaling and studying at the same time so it’s a little blurry.

I do remember it being amazing though.

Coffeeee

I got a real coffee and it kept me up past my 90-year-old bedtime of about 9:45pm all the way until 1:30am. Success!

Now I’m off to cram in more infant nutrition and breast feeding facts. (My mom is coming to visit tonight!)

Lululemon Blogger Party

In Events on October 20, 2010 at 8:59 pm

lululemon Charlotte showroom

If you’re ever waiting with bated breath for a Sweet Tater post, look for one any time I’m supposed to be doing something else… like studying. I really had no business going to a blogger party tonight–what with the test I have in T-minus 12 hours, the monster Career Fair I’ve been working on for 3 months taking place tomorrow aaaaand my mom coming into town. But when am I ever doing things I actually have business doing?

Caitlin rounded up a bunch of the Charlotte bloggers for an evening of yoga and coveting expensive clothes I will never be able to afford.

They don't have to know I'll never buy it!

Let’s be serious… lululemon clothes are exquisite. I almost didn’t want to try any of it on because then I would know what life is like on the other side.

If I had $100 to drop on a shirt, I would drop it on this one…

Yes.

WANT

But we all know I can get no fewer than 7 shirts for $100 at TJMaxx. So there’s that.

We had snacks...

... and did yoga.

And now I’m at Amelie’s shoveling a white bean tartine into my face and chugging coffee. Maybe I won’t spend $100 on a shirt, but you better believe I’ll drop $13 on a damn bowl of soup and a hunk of bread. Don’t you judge me.

Guess who I saw for the first time since FREAKING HLS?? Jen!

Two Jens!

And you know who else?? Flat Tanner!

GASP!

Helloooo, infant nutrition and breast feeding. I shall study you now.

A Plate of Fall

In Dinner on October 19, 2010 at 8:58 pm

So it's Fall.

Not really. It’s still hot out. No problem… let’s eat squash!

It seems odd that the first thing I want to do after a 12-hour day (and moving into a brutal night of studying) is stand over a hot stove chopping squash. But this is exactly what I want to do every single night. Don’t judge me.

Here we have a roasted butternut squash and carrots with sweet and spicy brown rice cous cous with sage, chili pepper, maple syrup, sweet red peppers, chickpeas and spinach. It was prepared and inhaled in less than 40 minutes. BAM.

Mmmmhmmm

We’ll ignore the fact that I smoked the house out aaaagain trying to roast vegetables. I know that olive oil’s smoke point is entirely too low for roasting at 450 degrees. I’ll do something about that one of these days…

Apple Fail, Asheville Win

In Travel on October 18, 2010 at 9:34 pm

WIN!

So no one told me that apple season ends waaaaay before yesterday. Since Stew and I were in Greenville for the wedding, we decided to stick around and drive up to Asheville to apple pick with Meg and Alex. This would’ve been particularly awesome had there been apples to be picked. Someone should tell the Carolinas that if it’s going to be 90 degrees out until November that apple season has to get pushed back.

BOOO

Good thing we started our day off at Adam’s house with coffee and pumpkin muffins.

And the best host award goes to... Adam!

Our apple fail started off as a promising adventure… First stop: donut stand.

This is joy

Donuts!

We headed out in the field with high hopes (even though the guy at the basket table told us it was slim pickings)…

We can do it!

Not 15 minutes later, our dreams were crushed when this was the ONLY apple left on the trees…

Pleh. How do you like DEM apples?

The moral of the story is that the world lied when it said “fall” is apple season. It’s not. Because October is fall and there are no apples in October. Curses! I guess next year we’ll pack our beach towels and bikinis (Stew, too) and do our apple picking at the end of July in hundred-degree weather. Let’s moooooooove again. Just kidding.

Tiny Meg is displeased

I am not this tall.

Apple picking may have been a big, fat fail, but our dinner in Asheville was perfect. We ate at Laughing Seed (which is always a good idea no matter what) and were overjoyed with the offerings (as always).

Revolutionary indeed

There are no words to describe how happy I am eating at an all vegetarian restaurant. No words. I do my best to never be an overbearing, preach-y, obnoxious, demanding type… so I usually don’t voice my opinion when it comes time to pick a restaurant for a group since I’m usually the only odd vegetarian out. For the record, I pick this. Always.

The freedom to order whatever I want without fear of it having been simmered in chicken stock, sprinkled with bacon or grilled alongside a fat steak is the greatest feeling in the world.

Nah

My drunkard dinner companions shared a bottle of wine. Jaaaaykay. I passed my pour off to Stew. I am the worst drinker.

Green goddess soup for me. Perfection.

My tempecado sandwich (local tempeh!)

Stew's falafel

... and jalapeno fries

Glorious glorious meal. My tempeh was the best I’ve had and it’s made locally in Asheville. Organic, unpasteurized, non-GMO. (Check out Smiling Hara Tempeh.)

Love love love

I closed out the night with baby soy latte and begrudgingly headed back to Rock Thrill.

Baby soy latte

Please leave me unattended!

I’ll get you next year, you apples. Just wait.

PB Apple Parfait

In Breakfast on October 18, 2010 at 9:45 am

Peanut butter apple breakfast parfait

I guess it’s not really a parfait if it doesn’t have layers… no matter.

Yesterday I went apple picking and learned that apple season is long over. We didn’t get a single apple off the tree. Not one. I did, however, buy a sack of pre-picked Fujis and a bag of dried apple slices. In celebration of this bountiful (read: lame) harvest, I decided to have an apple-centric breakfast.

And what goes better with apples than… peanut butter? Furthermore, what goes better with peanut butter than bananas? Enter peanut butter banana soft serve topped with peanut butter apple granola. Mmmmm.

Homemade PB apple granola - 8 minutes flat

I’m running out the door to shadow my professor at two middle schools today to learn about cafeteria foodservice and I’d rather NOT crash my car in the process of getting there so I’ll leave this as is for now and come back later to update the post with the how-to of making this gorgeous concoction.

The How-To

For PB banana soft serve:

  • 1 frozen banana, chopped
  • 1 scoop of peanut flour OR peanut butter

Simply puree (I use an immersion blender handle with food processor attachment) until a smooth soft serve forms. You may have to add a splash of water to get it to come together.

For PB apple granola:

  • 1/3 c oats
  • 1 Tbsp peanut butter (or nut butter of choice)
  • 2 tsp maple syrup
  • 1/2 Tbsp chia seeds (optional)
  • 1/2 Tbsp ground flax (optional)
  • chopped dried apples
  • dash (tiiiiny dash) of salt

Mix everything together in a bowl. Spread it onto a greased (or nonstick pan) and bake for about 10 minutes on 350 degrees. This is my go-to granola recipe and I LOVE it. So simple. Be aware, however, that I don’t like overly sweet things, so it definitely isn’t sugary. I also prefer it on the less crunchy side.

INHALE.

Can We Eat at Whole Foods?

In Events on October 17, 2010 at 10:46 am

I miss you

We’re back in Greenville again this weekend for another wedding. My only request: “Can we eat at Whole Foods?”

Pleeeeease?

It’s ridiculous, I guess, to eat at Whole Foods when there are so many real restaurants I miss.

Sorry, not sorryyyyyy

But this is just my favorite thing. I do love Earth Fare (I do). But their hot bar ain’t got nothin‘ on Whole Foods. Sorry. Especially the one in our town. It’s downright… dirty. :[

Anyway, did you hear Kombucha is back on the shelves??

It's baaaa-aaaack.

It got pulled when they found the alcohol content to be higher than it’s supposed to be… which is zero. Whoops. It definitely used to make me feel drunk and now it doesn’t. All mental? Maybe. Still good? Yes.

Anyway, the wedding was at my alma mater so I was happy to be on campus again.

Giant purple leaves! Go Paladins!

Aww

And, as always… happy to eat.

Salad

Pasta

Caaaaaake

You better believe I ate red velvet AND whatever that other one was. I also had chocolate later on. :[

Prettyyyy

Also prettyyyy

It was a really fun night because Stew’s friends are ridiculous on the dance floor. I am NOT a dancer, but after several glasses of wine… I can be. Good times, good times. I also almost caught bouquet, but it flew right through my hands and hit the floor. I felt at that point it would look a bit desperate to dive on top of it like a football player after a fumble. Next time, Stew. Next time.

Congratulations Kim and Stu!

Yoga with Cats

In Yoga on October 16, 2010 at 10:44 am

Warrior II with Ralph

I love yoga. This is a surprise to no one. I also love cats. No surprise there either. The combination of the two, therefore, should be magical.

Yoga + Cats = nope.

I haven’t been to the studio in the past couple days because I’m scared to drive my car since ramming it into another one on Thursday. So yoga with cats will have to do today.

I’ve been feeling pretty good about my practice as of late. When I’m sitting in class or at my desk, I have an overwhelming desire to be in a pose–to be twisted and turned and flipped around. Anything but upright in a chair.

Triangle with Weaz

Chaturanga with Ralph

I’ve been pushing myself farther in the poses I know and playing around with some I don’t. I’ve even been feeling my body begging to be upside down lately. Odd, right? Very. Especially since I am terrified of being upside down.

I can’t dive (never have, never will). I can’t do cartwheels. I refused to play on the monkey bars as a kid. On a personality test I took for work, I scored extremely low on risk-taking because all the risk-related questions involved bodily risk (like sky diving) rather than emotional or professional risk. This didn’t surprise me at all.

There are plenty of things I can’t do in yoga. I like this about it. I’ve been working on mountain climber and am inching along with that pose.

Not quite mountain climber

The biggest and most terrifying pose for me, however, is the headstand/handstand. Every time I watch someone do it, I stare in awe and think, “No chance. No.way.in.hell.” I sit quietly on my mat signaling to the teacher I will absolutely not be giving it a try.

Yoga teachers are cool like this. They’ll never make you do something you don’t want to. Especially when it comes to handstands. They always say that if it’s fear that’s holding you back, no amount of prodding from them will get you over it. That’s on you.

So since I’ve had this headstand thing nagging me for a couple months now, I decided it was time to play around with it in the comfort of my own home so I don’t have to risk paralysis in front of an audience.

Terrified, too? Start by using a wall.

Just to get used to being upside down (but supported)

You can’t see it here, but both my feet are firmly planted on the wall. I prefer this method of facing toward the wall (once you’re upside down) and walking your feet up it rather than facing away from the wall and kicking your legs up to meet it. That’s way too much unsupported air time for me.

Once you’re comfortable with this, start trying it facing the other way kicking one leg up at a time so you feel a brief moment of weightless balance. Once you’re comfortable kicking high enough, you’ll come all the way up and rest your heels on the wall.

After doing that just twice, this happened…

!!!

“That’s it?” I thought. What a stupid thing to fear. What a waste of energy to fear something so silly. As it turns out, most of the things I fear in life are this way. I was paralyzed by the fear of quitting my job earlier this year. Once it happened, I had the exact same thought… “That’s it?”

Yes. This is it. This is your simple, comfortable, safe life. Nothing is so scary you can’t face it.

I think what’s so cool about this pose for me is that I have never ever been in this position in my life. 25 years of upright living is cool and all, but finally flipping upside down is a welcome change of pace… almost freeing.

I’m not very far along in my yoga practice, but I can’t believe how far I’ve come in the time I’ve been working at it. I wish I had pictures of me when I first started so people would believe that you really can go from that to this and beyond. It makes me excited to see where else yoga will take me.

Caturday 10/16/10

In Cats on October 16, 2010 at 8:46 am

Hey guys.

Happy coooold Caturday! I have zero intention of turning the heat on any time soon because it’ll just be 85 degrees the next day. This is how things appear to be going this season. I don’t even like Christmas (I know, blasphemy), but these cold mornings make me want a fireplace for this:

Yesss

But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. It’s not even Halloween yet. Plus, you don’t care about that picture because there are no cats in it.

Herro.

Weaz is thinking about dressing up as Stew for Halloween. Ralph will be me.

Nope.

Yep

Weaz would be a good Stew, but she’d be a better bag of groceries…

Stuff on my Weaz

All this costume talk is making her tired.

Sleepyyyyy

So we don’t know what they’ll be yet. I don’t even know what I’m going to be yet. I’m thinking about being a potato.

You best figure it out.

[That's Ralph and Weaz at Halloween circa 2008. So tiny.]

Smoothie Inappropriate

In Oatmeal on October 15, 2010 at 11:53 am

Oatmeal makes sense today

A smoothie would have been perfectly inappropriate this morning. It’s chilly… nay, cold in our house, so I opted for a steamy bowl of oats instead.

This bowl contains:

  • 1/2 c oats
  • 1 c water
  • 1/2 very ripe banana
  • smidgen of salt
  • pumpkin pie spice
  • glob of sweet potato puree
  • peanut butter
  • currants
  • coconut

It wasn’t until AFTER I ate the whole thing that I realize I forgot to add apple butter. Boooo. Oh well, more for later.

In forgetting apple butter, this bowl ended up entirely unsweetened. This is actually how I prefer most things these days. Giving up diet sodas last year (two years ago?? no idea…) was one of the best things I’ve ever done. No longer bombarded with artificial sweetness, my body is now able to detect and appreciate the subtle, natural sweetness of fruits and sweet veggies.

Did you know that aspartame (Equal – blue packets) is 180-300 times sweeter than sugar? AcesulfameK (found in Coke Zero) is 200 times sweeter than sugar. Sucralose (Splenda) is 600 times sweeter than sugar. And neotame (NutraSweet) is (are you ready?) 7,000 to 13,000 times sweeter than sugar.

I have no issues with sugar. I like to eat sugar. I have issues with fake sugars that are so much sweeter than real sugar that they dull our bodies’ ability to detect normal sweetness.

Speaking of unsweetened things… I like my coffee with almond milk only.

Foamy

Want bubbles? Microwave the milk in the mug first THEN add hot coffee. It should foam up. In fact, any time you plan on adding cream of any kind to coffee, it should go in the cup first. This is because adding cream to an acid can sometimes result in curdling. Adding acid to cream, however, does not.

It All Changes :)

In Products on October 15, 2010 at 10:16 am

Goodies

If yesterday was a black cloud, the surprise box I opened at the end of it was the silver lining. Goodies from Cynthia at It All Changes! What perfect timing…

Tower of happy

She knows me so well.

SO well

She sent me that hilarious cat magnet above along with apple butter, peach salsa, apple apricot conserves and apple chutney.

We broke into this first…

Apple butter!

Stew tested, Katie approved

Thank you, thank you, thank youuuuuu, Cynthia! You made my day. It was a sucky one at first but… it all changes.

So We Can Feel Something

In FAIL on October 14, 2010 at 9:08 pm
Success to failure in 3/4 of a mile

“It’s the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We’re always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.” – Crash

This morning was standard. I woke up, chugged water, made a smoothie, took a shower, got dressed, kissed Stew and headed for the door. It was time to leave. The time when I know I’ll be able to park, stroll to class and settle in without having to rush. But… I forgot to pack a lunch. Seeing as how money is a pretty ugly situation over here these days, I opted to take 5 minutes and throw something together rather than buy something I don’t really need. I was very pleased with the outcome, especially considering the time crunch.

 

Chickpeas, green beans, brown rice cous cous, crushed tom

 

 

Le green

 

The weather was nice. I loaded my backpack, lunch, purse and yoga gear into the car. “Get your headlight fixed, dummy,” I thought. “Oil change, too.” I drove.

I was kind of calm… in another world… mentally running through my to-do lists (plural)… listening to this. In an admission of absolute humiliation, I’ll tell you exactly what I was thinking when it happened, “I bet Lauren Conrad would like this song. It’s totally like the soundtrack to her failed friendship with Heidi.”

CRASH. Hello, white car. I will plow into you now.

It was my fault, and I didn’t hesitate to tell the police that. I was ok. She was ok (evidenced by her screaming, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” and chain smoking). Everything was ok.

I was less than a mile from my house and directly in front of my brother’s office. Perfect. “Have you called Dad,” he asked? “Do NOT call Dad,” I said, choking back tears.

“Are you crying?? There’s no crying in fender benders,” I thought to myself. Gather. Compose. Email professor (“Sorry. Just hit a car. Won’t be in class. Oops.”) Carry on.

My car’s not ok, but it could be worse.

 

Ack

 

Plus, I get to drive around in this sweet ride while it’s getting fixed…

 

Sexy

 

I’m upset that it happened. I held back tears until I dropped it at the mechanic and heard the rough estimate of the damage (the monetary kind, not the twisted metal). I thought my day really, really sucked. And then I heard Emily got hit by a Chevy Tahoe. Her body, not her car. (Thank God she is ok.) It could always be worse. I am lucky. It could always be worse.

My little crash was a nice wake up call, a not-so-friendly reminder that I’ve taken on too much. That I move through my days an auto, barreling through to-do lists, barricaded by metal and glass and computer screens. I have so little human interaction, it’s easy to forget the frailty of this life I’m spinning through. It took a crash just so I could feel something. What does that say about how I’m living?

Slow down. Be present. Live this life… not this afternoon’s or next week’s or next year’s. Right now. This one.

 

Yes.

 

Study Time

In School on October 13, 2010 at 11:21 pm

Fuel

My Fall “break” is coming up this Friday and Monday and I would like to actually have a break for the first time in a year. I work straight through every single night, weekend and vacation. Woe is me, I know. Take pity on my soul. It’s not that big of a deal because I made the choice to complete my degree as quickly as possible so I’m the one who never stops going for the next two years… and I will also be an RD sooner than later. Still, it gets to be a bit exhausting.

So I made the call this afternoon to drag Stew up to Amelie’s for a later-nighter so I can finish as much as humanly possible tonight so that I can do as little as humanly possible this weekend.

He’s in charge of keeping me in line (and clearly is missing the fact that I’m blogging right now and NOT writing out diabetic, 2g sodium, mechanical soft and vitamin K-controlled diets… suckaaa).

No funny business.

Too bad you can't see what I'm doing over here

Uhhhhh

BAM... a blog.

H2NO

In Dinner on October 13, 2010 at 11:11 pm

Water. Yes.

Help. I live in a constant state of dehydration. I’m not trying to get all whiny here about my privileged life and access to plenty of fresh, clean water. I’m simply trying to state a fact that I wake up every single morning barely able to swallow and peeing out all shades of yellow (NOT good, should be clear).

I realize I practice yoga in a hundred-degree room, but I drink a LOT of water as a result. And this dehydration persists during weeks when I practice no yoga. Porque? I don’t knooooow.

Seriously. Who has some ideas for me? I don’t know what to do, but it’s clearly not normal.

You should ponder this question over photos of my Chipotle dinner…

Salad cleverly disguised as guacamole

The best part

I would also like to point out that I witnessed my first campus protest today.

Youth in revolt?

It made me very, very uncomfortable. I don’t like loud noises, crowds or mean-spiritedness. Therefore, I do not like protests. This one involved one lone evangelist (who refers to himself as John the Baptist) parading around campus with a poster of an aborted fetus. Students, naturally, were outraged. Shouting ensued. Police were called. Eventually students just settled into a mob-like circle around John the Baptist and berated the poor man. I’m not saying I agree with a single thing he had to say. But I don’t think ganging up on one lone looneypants is necessary, and obviously I’m going to side with the odd man out. I mean, they looked like animals. I would’ve been terrified. When I walked by I wanted desperately to whisper, “Go home.” Instead I just took pictures. I think there could have been a more civilized way to handle the situation, maybe have a conversation, hear John the Baptist out and then agree to disagree like human beings… but I wasn’t about to be the one to make it happen.

Could this post have been more random? No.

Powerhouse Smoothie

In Smoothies on October 13, 2010 at 7:50 am

I shall nourish you

I tend to go on smoothie kicks in the winter and oatmeal kicks in the summer. It makes no sense at all. My latest smoothie concoction is a force to be reckoned with:

  • Frozen banana, 1
  • Spinach, giant handful
  • Almond milk, 2 cups
  • Peanut butter, 1 Tbsp
  • Pureed sweet potato, 1/4 cup
  • Oats, 1/4 cup
  • Nutritional yeast, 1 tsp
  • Ground flax, 1 tsp

BLEND. I know it sounds horribly revolting, but it’s not. At all.

The sweet potato is my favorite part. Of course. It’s lightly sweet… smooth… full of amazing things.

I ran the nutritionals through My Pyramid Tracker (this is what we use in my classes sometimes to analyze food intake), and while they don’t seem entirely accurate, I’ll give you the ballpark estimates anyway…

Calories: 500 – GOOD. I need to be full until about noon, five hours. I usually figure 100 calories per hour of desired satiety.
Fat: 20 g – Also good. Without fat, I’m not full. Ever. It’s probably not as high as this claims though.
Protein: 30 g – Ehhh, this is where I feel like the calculations are way off. I don’t think it’s anywhere near that high.

Plus, let’s not forget all the Vitamin A, C and E; thiamin, riboflavin and niacin (B vitamins); phosphorus, magnesium, iron and potassium. The addition of a small amount of Red Star nutritional yeast has me covered on that elusive B12, as well.

Smoothie for the win.

Oh! Sweet Tater's Second Guest Post!

In Gossip, Stew on October 12, 2010 at 9:58 pm

 

You have no idea how hard this was

 

That’s what she said.

Well, it seems as though the people have spoken, and apparently the people want bad grammar, worse jokes, lots of alcohol and sad attempts at making dinner, all through the filter of half an English degree and a few dozen beers.

It must be Tuesday! I’ve been out of town a lot the past few weeks and I haven’t been able to fail any dinners while Katie’s studying late, so here’s a new attempt: Scarpetta‘s Tomato and Basil Spaghetti. Simple enough, right? Now, I don’t know about you guys, but every time I see Scott Conant’s smug face on TV, I want to punch his little half-beard right into his saucepan, however, we’ve seen at least three specials on his stupid Tomato and Basil Spaghetti that’s supposed to be incredible. Every time we see it, Katie drools all over the couch, so I figure it’s about time to gave it a shot.

 

Hahahahaha. No jokes necessary.

 

The idea for this came to me during my lunch break, where I turned on the TV and some Food Network special that featured this righteous d-bag’s pasta recipe was on. What good fortune! Thanks to modern technology, I recorded that shit and rewound it about 1,000 times while cooking. I’ve never felt more like a middle-aged woman in my life. Except that time I used Photo Booth to take a picture of myself holding two cats…

I remembered to take a picture of THE GOODS this time, so no wampy kitten pictures for you . :(

 

THE MF GOODS

 

This turned out to be slightly more complicated FUN!! than I had anticipated, but Katie won’t tell me if it tastes terrible because it’s totally the thought that counts, right? Right.

SO:

Core and peel tomatoes (I used canned San Marzano because it is absolutely not tomato season anymore). Remove seeds and reserve liquid for later. Add tomatoes to a pot with two tablespoons-ish of hot EVOO extra-virgin olive oil. Add pinch o’ salt and pinch o’ chili flakes. Cook until soft (a few minutes) and… mash with a potato masher? … okay! If you need reserved liquid, add it… NOW! Cook the tomatoes for 30-45 minutes, stirring or mashing every few minutes.

 

You know what would be easier? Ketchup.

 

FUEL:

 

THE MF BETTERS

 

That Theo Coconut Curry bar is THE best chocolate bar I’ve ever had.

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE. We’re about to infuse the shit out of some olive oil! In a small saucepan (we don’t have one… so I improvised… poorly), add 1/4 cup-ish of olive oil, SIX?? garlic cloves, two stems of basil and a pinch of chili flakes. Leave on low/medium until the garlic starts to brown. Let cool, strain, and add to tomatoes.

 

Ahlive Oal!

 

Cook the pasta in heavily salted water until it’s “just shy of al dente”, possibly the least manly phrase of all time. Add the sauce to a sauté pan and allow to reduce slightly. Add pasta with some pasta water and shake it around until it’s cohesive or something. I’m really sick of rewinding so I’m just going to guess from here on out. Add some chopped basil, grated parmigiano reggiano (Earth Fail didn’t have this so I used whatever hard cheese didn’t have any RENNET GROSS GROSS GROSS) and butter (which I totally forgot to get but probably wouldn’t have used anyway for fear of getting in tater-trouble [Not really. I ended up using Erf Balance instead]).

PHEW.

 

THE MONA LISA

The love you take is equal to the love you make.

 

You’ll notice my pasta is BLACK (something about which Scott Conant would surely turn up his waspy nose) because I used a gluten-free black bean pasta that we’ve been wanting to try for a while. It’s pretty much awesome.

I also made this cute spinach salad with basil, yellow pepper, celery, carrot and apple. The dressing is olive oil, meyer lemon, garlic and apple cider vinegar. I had a huge debate with myself on whether or not to try sardines with this salad (for myself), as I had a good 15-minute-long conversation with Kath and Matt last night, where they convinced me that these little fish are God’s gift to man… maybe one day.

 

Sardineless

 

That was a lot of words. Sorry/thank you to those who made it this far… both of you.

I’ve noticed that a lot of you ladies (is it possible to say “ladies” and not sound really creepy?) post your running playlists, so here’s this evening’s sweet, mostly awful cooking mix.

 

Embarrassing

 

Please never listen to any of that. You’ll hate me forever.

I’ve also been following the great Marie Claire debacle quite closely (I work from home, don’t judge) and thought I’d give my two cents:

 

Pleh.

 

Did you really think I’d let you escape without a wampy kitten picture?

P.S. I experienced my second or third blogger meetup last night. Let me confirm your suspicions: all the people you read about and have met few or zero times are as awesome as they seem.

P.S.2. Caitlin and Kristien, I’m totally holding you to that milkshake date.

P.S.4. One of you people is undoubtedly acquaintances with or related to Scott Conant, so I apologize for my/his douchebaggery.

Big Daddy's and Bloggers

In Restaurants on October 12, 2010 at 8:52 am

Best.burgers.ever.

Last night I had a lovely blogger outing with Brittney, Caitlin, Diana, Kath, Michelle and their respective significant others. I’d had a pretty nice little headache all day and it appeared to be progressing into a full blown illness on the drive up, but I felt a lot better once I was thrown into conversation and food.

Black bean burger salad. Be still, my heart.

My burger salad had carrots, chickpeas, red peppers, avocado and walnuts. Grapes on the side. Balsamic. MMMM.

Afterwards, the rest of the crew was heading to see Brendan James in concert but I thought it best to just go to bed and ward off whatever illness was working its way through my body. But first… Stew and I headed downtown in search of the Uptown Magazine with my feature in it…

Happy Coming Out Day!

Charlotte was aglow with pride for coming out day. Kind of didn’t expect to see that down here to be perfectly honest. The South continues to surprise me.

Success!

Third time’s a charm. We finally found the magazine.

Hooraaaay

My piece ended up being one of the cover features. Happy dance.

Celebratory Yoforia outing

We grabbed Yoforia on the way home. Of course. You maybe don’t want to read their ingredients if you like to convince yourself this is a healthy treat. It’s pretty much not. Hydrogenated oillllls. But if you can accept that (or ignore it), eat on. Because it’s splendid.

I passed out promptly at 9pm upon arriving home and slept a solid 11 hours. I feel much better today.

Hire me?

You can read my story online here.

Crusty Bread, Creamy Soup

In Baked Goods on October 11, 2010 at 1:31 am

A beautiful sight

A few weeks ago I picked up The Flying Apron Cookbook, and I am in love. The Flying Apron Bakery, located in Seattle, serves clean, wholesome, vegan and gluten-free baked goods. This place is basically my dream. This is what I want to do. I want a cute little bakery/cafe with a yoga studio upstairs. That’s it. I said it. In fact, a few weeks ago I threw that out to the universe. I’m not a pray-er and I’m not a new-age weirdo, but in moments of weakness I can be found making bargains with “The Universe” or God. Whatever floats your boat. Some people say you can get what you want out of life, but you have to put it into motion by throwing your desire out into the universe first. So I did that. Just a little: “Hey… Universe? I want a bakery. I want a yoga studio, too. Both of them. I said it. There. Let’s do this.”

So let’s do this, right? I suppose the first roadblock would be the fact that I don’t really know how to, ummmm… bake. No rush on this whole desire thing. I’ll practice. I promise.

I started with Flying Apron’s house bread (vegan and gluten-free) and their tomato cannellini soup. Mmmmm.

The goods (soup)

The goods (bread)

Behind the scenes

Both recipes called for simple, accessible ingredients–especially the soup, very basic.

Down to business...

Kneed

Chop

Sip

And finally…

Tah dah!

Taaaaah daaaaaaaah

The best part of this whole experience was realizing that the bread would best be consumed slathered in “butter” and honey.

Good idea, Katie!

I cannot wait to cook my way through this book. Join me, won’t you?

Carolina Crossing

In Events on October 11, 2010 at 1:15 am

Furman

On Saturday, I flew out of bed after just four hours of sleep eager to visit my old yoga studio and spend a bit more time with my friends before we had to book it across the state for a wedding in Charleston.

Miss it

Miss them

We made a very quick stop at…

Whole Foods! Miss that too...

I drool.

And 3.5 hours later, we were here…

Lovely

Love, love, LOVE this.

Cute

It was a perfect day for a beachside wedding. South Carolina is gorgeous in the fall.

Post-wedding cocktails

Bru-SKEH-tah

I had two sips of a Firefly cocktail but opted instead for water. I live in a constant state of dehydration.

Vegetarian-friendly dinner

The.best.part.

I had asparagus, rice, salad, fried green tomatoes and fried okra. Ohhhh and cake. So much cake. I love weddings.

Stew and I passed on a night in Charleston to truck it back home. Too much travel for one weekend, and the cats were calling. We’re old. It’s fine.

All the Waters are on Me

In Events on October 10, 2010 at 1:41 am

Our favorite

Sufficiently wasted, the boys charged on to dinner.

DRINK ALL THE THINGS

I didn’t drink at the festival, but I did have two glasses of white sangria at dinner.

White sangria

I had an Asian salad and fried green tomatoes. Salad = good, tomatoes = terrible.

Good

Not good

From there, things start to get a little hazy… for everyone but me. I’m just not a drinker anymore. Can’t do it. Sorry, college version of me. I have failed you. Maybe if you hadn’t pumped me full of enough whiskey in four short years to last us an entire lifetime, I would still be drinking now. This is your fault, you know.

Not real! Not real!

... and then Lindsay went to hell.

Beignets with peaches... apples... peaches, yes.

Tassey's forever

This is my old roommate Lindsaaaaaaaay

It must be shared that at our final bar stop for the night, the waiter was asking how we wanted to split up all the checks and Lindsay announced, “OK here, let’s do this… ALL THESE WATERS ARE ON ME…” HAHAHA. And it doesn’t even matter what she said next because that is the best thing a drunkard has ever said. But in case you’re wondering, she followed it up with: “… because I know ice is expensive these days.”

We closed out the night as all good drunk college students (IIII mean young professionals) do… at Steak ‘n’ Shake at 3 o’clock in the morning.

Of course

Free milkshake

How sweet

Fried not baked.

Stew and I shared fries and onion rings AND the kitchen accidentally made an extra dark chocolate shake so we assumed ownership of that.

If you’re thinking, “Katie must feel like shit today…” I was thinking that I would, too. But I actually don’t. A little culinary mayhem never hurt anybody. Except Stew. Stew’s aching today.

This was the greatest night I’ve had since… college, probably. I love, love, love my friends and I miss them terribly. I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard.

Fall for Greenville

In Events on October 10, 2010 at 1:13 am

Fall for Greenville 2010

Fall for Greenville is a splendid event not only because all my favorite restaurants are conveniently lined up in a row down Main St. or because my favorite people in the world were here to eat their way through it all with me this year… but because I have quite literally fallen for this perfect little town. You had me at pedestrian-friendly, Greenville. I love you… and I miss you.

My friends drove in from Baltimore/Boston/DC at 5am (crazies) so we took our sweet time waking up and eating breakfast before hitting the road for Greenville.

Amber and Katie... check

Stew and Adrian... check

Mike and Anne (ENGAGED)... check

Top secret cupcakes

We had planned on doing a cute little champagne toast and surprise special dessert offering for Mike and Anne to celebrate their recent engagement, buuuuut… when we got a little hungry… we got a little selfish.

Congratulations?

Sorryyyy

I like to fuel up for food fests with vegan brownies. No problem.

When we finally got there, eating commenced… or, uh… continued.

Butternut squash soup (Soby's)

Hummus and pita (Mellow Mushroom)

Pizza for Stew

Nachos for Stew (Rosalinda's)

And this was just the pre-dinner warmup round. Yeesh. We ate an outrageous amount of food yesterday. Just wait… the night ends at Steak ‘n’ Shake. You heard me.

But first… I snagged pictures with a number of delightful mascots.

Michelin Man

Little Zack

This frog.

My favorite mascot of all

On our walk back to the hotel to change for dinner, the boys decided to do this:

And the night just got a whole lot more interesting.

Caturday 10/9/10

In Cats on October 9, 2010 at 9:05 am

Ralph loves me

 

Happy Caturday! No time for words… just CATS.

 

Awww

 

 

Squinty Weaz

 

 

Ready for school

 

 

Pay attention to me.

 

 

I love pants.

 

 

Get that camera out my face.

 

 

Namaste.

 

 

This is how I sit. Lifting my arm would be TOO much.

 

 

This is definitely not my cat.

 

 

Awwwwwww

 

 

Best.moment.ever.

 

 

Obviously.

 

I had THE most amazing time with my friends last night. My face hurts. My tummy hurts. My head hurts… My heart feels good. Glorious post on the way… uh, sometime. For now, I’m off to my OLD YOGA STUDIO EEEEEE, and then we’re driving to a wedding in Charleston. So many things.

Best Alarm Ever

In Breakfast on October 8, 2010 at 11:09 am

Good hostesses leave notes and go to bed.

I’m reuniting with several of my favorite people in the whole world this weekend. My college friends are convening at our old stomping grounds in Greenville, but they made a sort of impromptu stop at my house at 5 o’clock this morning. Yes, 5am. Apparently Baltimore/DC/Boston are VERY far away from South Carolina.

It actually worked out quite nicely because I was planning to go to yoga anyway so I was awakened by the best alarm clock ever.

Foooooooood

I stocked up on Earth Fare baked goods–muffins, croissants, bagels and granola–and made a big ol’ fruit salad for breakfast.

My breakfast

Adrian rocked a “we be jammin” cat shirt.

He be jammin'

Weasel do not be jammin'

We are currently all huddled around the table checking work email and studying. Because we’re busy and important. Orrrr because we’re all playing hooky a little bit… a lot.

Sweet Tater in Print

In Review on October 7, 2010 at 7:49 am

Piece for Uptown Magazine

If you’re in the greater Charlotte area, grab a FREE copy of Uptown Magazine and check out the story about my adventures at last month’s BBQ fest, which I also wrote about here.

If you’re not into printed pages, you can also find the magazine online in its entirety here.

Good times, guys

Watch for me next month, too. I’m writing the Christmas gift guide for the November issue… Recommended gift #1: cats!

Diet Advice from an Alpaca

In Health on October 7, 2010 at 7:38 am

This is actually a camel.

One of my all time favorite pastimes is creating long back-and-forth email chains with my sister in which we battle it out to find the most hilarious animal photos.

Our Google Image search skills have become refined over the years (hers more than mine) and we’re able to round up some laugh-so-hard-you-pee-in-your-pants funny stuff. One of the best EVER: yawning rabbits.

Given my affection for ridiculous looking animals, you can imagine my excitement when my ADA newsletter included a link to an LA Times story about a new diet book with advice from an alpaca. Come again?

I can help you lose weight. Yes.

Dr. Camel

In The Problem with Weight is NOT Losing It, author and animal trainer Marty McGee concludes that the secret to human weight loss is analogous to how animals live: being in balance and feeling secure.

The whole alpaca analogy feels like a stretch to me and, according to the article, her actual weight loss advice is nothing cutting edge (but also nothing too ridiculous): eat more fiber, watch portion sizes, read food labels. But I do like her argument here:

“Maybe we could all take a lesson from animals and just get on with it, work on the physical aspects of getting into balance and let the mental insight follow along.”

Yeah, man.

Yoga and Dinner

In Dinner, Restaurants on October 6, 2010 at 9:51 pm

Yoga pizza

In a rare act of personality defiance, tonight I went to a restaurant I’ve been to a couple times and actually ordered something different. Blu Basil has a fantastic menu, but I can’t seem to get past the Greek salad topped with a black bean burger. This actually doesn’t exist on their menu, but I will drop a black bean burger on top of just about anything so I usually have no trouble convincing restaurants to do this for me.

But tonight I felt the need to branch out and try something new rather than trying to convince the chef to pull something off the closed lunch menu (bean burger) and plop it on a salad it doesn’t really belong on. Compromise.

Salad w/champagne vinaigrette

Clearly the solution to this problem was to order pizza. When faced with most food-related problems, pizza is a cure-all solution.

I actually don’t even like mushrooms… at all, but I got the spinach and mushroom pizza. Success! It was delicious.

Butternut squash ravioli

Diana also let me try her butternut squash ravioli. Hello, good.

Speaking of Diana...

Lindsay and Jessie

I barely put a dent in the pizza because hot, heavy things after hot, sweaty yoga have little appeal.

Jessie and I went to yoga together (which, by the way, was amazing and may warrant a post of its own) and then met up with Lindsay and Diana. This was my first time meeting Lindsay the Designer Wife herself, and she is awesome. She can spout off HEX codes in her sleep. Who does that?

I parted ways with the ladies when they set off in search of frozen yogurt because Stew and I got it the other night and I’m broke and I have homework calling my name.

Forgotten frozen yogurt from the other day

Stacked

In What's for Lunch? on October 6, 2010 at 9:28 pm

Layer 1

Have I mentioned lately that I love my lunch box? I do.

Layer 2

Layer 2.5

Though it pains me to see empty compartments, I didn’t feel a need to fill all three layers today because my pasta did the trick from 11am to about 4pm… at which point I tried to eat my arm but settled on a quick snack before yoga instead.

I had: an apple, peanut butter, dried bananas, pasta with veggies and half a Journey coconut curry bar (the other half was left for Stew to sample).

Sometimes I think dinner is my favorite meal, but that might only be because I get to cook to create it. If that’s the case, lunch comes in a close second because of this box.

Redefining Healthy

In Health on October 5, 2010 at 9:55 pm

I absolutely call this healthy behavior.

If you’re new here… welcome! As the rest of you may know, I am completing a Masters in Human Nutrition and studying to become a Registered Dietitian. I am excited about it. I am frustrated with it. I am burdened by it. But mostly… I’m fascinated by it.

Yesterday an RD at the South Carolina Department of Health and Environmental Control spoke to my class. I thought she was brilliant. She was radiant and intelligent and passionate. She told us that now is one of the best times to be entering the field of dietetics. After all, we are facing a major obesity epidemic [if you do nothing else with this post, look at that link], and the cost of sustaining this way of life is, according to one of my professors, “enormous.”

Obesity-related diseases are a force to be reckoned with, and we (new, bright-eyed dietitians-to-be) are charged with tackling some pretty massive (no pun intended) problems. Like ensuring that this generation of children live longer lives than their parents (even though the odds are against us right now). And working to make healthcare costs for obesity-related diseases drop. But we’re also entering into this battle with a culture that wants a quick fix with a pill or surgery.

People seem to have the wrong idea about healthy. They seem to think it’s too hard… too restrictive… too expensive… too time-consuming. According to the dietitian that spoke to us, the solution to our problem is to make the healthy choice the easy choice.

But how do we do this? How do we make healthy easier than fast food? Easier than microwave meals? Easier than drive through windows? Easier than a pill? Easier than surgery?

Redefine healthy.

The first question I get when I tell people I’m studying to be a dietitian: “Oh! So you can help me lose weight?”

Yes, I can. But let’s not equate weight loss with health. It’s important, yes… hugely important. But if you want my honest opinion, weight loss alone will not end the obesity epidemic. Why? Because it’s a symptom of a bigger problem. Our collective weight gain as a nation (the fattest nation in the world, mind you) is a product of our lifestyle–our work ethic, our stress level, our cars, our technology–and unless we change this way we’re living, we will not put an end to this way we’re dying.

Right now, diet is a four-letter word. It’s a punishment, a prison sentence.

Redefine healthy.

People consider “healthy” to be diet food, discipline and no desserts. “Healthy” doesn’t fit the American lifestyle. It’s too slow (we’re busy!)… too expensive (we’re frugal!)… too little (we want more!). Does it make sense to solve the problem by fighting the American way of life? No! No one wants to feel like they’re being punished.

The word “diet” comes from the Greek word “diata,” or prescribed way of living. I don’t know when it came to be synonymous with restriction and punishment. But if we can get people to see health and diets as a way to live, what an easier job we hopeful young dietitians would have.

How do you make the healthy choice the easy choice in your own life? What kinds of things hold you back? How can we get our new definition of healthy to work around those roadblocks and fit the way we live?

PB Chocolate Smoothie

In Smoothies on October 5, 2010 at 8:33 am

Peanut butter chocolate smoothie

I’m not generally a fan of chocolate for breakfast… or any sort of dessert disguised as breakfast, really. I’m more on the fruity side. I was this way with candy as a child, too. I preferred Runts and Sprees to Snickers and anything Hershey. My appreciation for chocolate didn’t come until college and now I feel like I “need” it after most meals. Just not breakfast.

This smoothie is a little bit different. The chocolate flavor comes from unsweetened cocoa powder and the peanut flour gives it a nice nutty balance.

Peanut Butter Chocolate Smoothie:

  • 1 frozen banana (I used half today because I’m broke and rationing; always use a whole for best consistency)
  • 2 cups milk of choice (I use almond)
  • 1 scoop peanut flour (maybe about a Tbsp; I don’t measure)
  • 1 scoop unsweetened cocoa powder (slightly less than the PB; maybe 2 tsp)
  • oats (about 1/4 cup, raw)
  • nuts of choice (about 1/4 cup; I used pecans)

Blend. Inhale. Repeat.

More Ovaltine, please!

Remember those damn Ovaltine commercials? What’s in that stuff anyway? Sugar?

Smoothies aren’t generally enough to keep me full unless they are supplemented with protein powder. But I’m not about to buy a $40 tub of protein powder so I use little tricks like adding 1/4 c of oats (3.5g protein) and a handful of nuts (2-4g protein). This gives it a liiiittle bit more staying power. You could also use real PB instead of flour and cow’s milk (if you’re into that) instead of almond.

Bars! Everywhere!

In Products on October 4, 2010 at 4:57 pm

Journey parmesan romano cheese bar

I’ve finally gotten into the swing of my ridiculous schedule, which means I have finally figured out where to squeeze in my yoga time. It should come as no surprise that this happens before sunrise. I’ve gotten pretty good at packing up everything I need for yoga/work/school/meals the night before, but last night I forgot one important component: breakfast.

I may only have $25 in my checking account (don’t panic, Mom, I’m waiting on not one, not two, not three… but FOUR paychecks), but this will not stop me from buying outrageously priced coconut water and a breakfast bar for nourishment.

Fuco Protein bar

I know you were hoping I ate that cheese bar for breakfast, but I actually ate this peanut butter crunch Fuco Protein bar. I bought it because… it had the most protein with the least sugar, a decent amount of fat, a solid number of calories (220) and a short ingredient list. No, 220 calories is not enough for breakfast, but you missed the part where I ate, like, 200 calories worth of rice cakes before this because that’s all I could find in my car immediately after class. Fuel is fuel and carbs are fuel. My body didn’t complain.

The cheese bar came later… I love me some after school snacks, so I made a peanut butter chocolate “milkshake” (frozen banana, almond milk, scoop of PB flour, scoop of cocoa powder). Delicious. Not filling enough. That’s when I busted into the Journey cheese bar (from my Metro Fitness swag bag).

So good. Dayum. I love the idea of a savory bar. You’ve tapped into an untapped market, Journey… the Katie market. Tastes like… Olive Garden. No. That’s not convincing at all. What I’m trying to say is… it tastes like Italian food… in a bar. Still not convincing. Just try it!

Peanut Flour > Butter

In Products on October 4, 2010 at 1:26 am

This was powder.

I’ve seen powdered peanut butters floating around in blogland for a while now and always thought, “Pleh. Gross.” Part of this has to do with my lack of knowledge about what a powdered peanut butter actually is, but most of it has to do with my undying love for the real deal.

Emily recently did a powdered peanut butter review and taste test and it was there that I learned that powdered peanut butter is really nothing more than peanut flour. Who knew??

Trader Joe's peanut flour

This will be good. I swear.

I added 1 Tbsp of peanut flour to 1 Tbsp of water and it created a perfectly smooth and creamy butter. The taste? Also perfect. In fact… I think I might like it better than regular peanut butter. What??

And there’s more… A 1/4 cup serving of peanut flour is just 110 calories, which means a 1 Tbsp serving like what I made (it was pretty substantial) is about 50 calories. Whaaaat? It’s not like I’m calorie counting or anything… or like I’d skimp on peanut butter if I were. But this, my friends, is some damn news.

Tablespoon for tablespoon it’s cheaper than jarred peanut butter (I paid less than $2 for my sack of flour), lower in fat and calories than jarred peanut butter and just as satisfying as real peanut butter. And if you have a hard time controlling your peanut butter intake, you actually have to make this to eat it so maybe you’ll think twice before dipping into about a 200-calorie spoonful of creamy delight.

Shout it from the rooftops. Powdered peanut butter is awesome.

The lone downside? I like crunchy peanut butter. So throw in some peanuts! Nobody’s stopping you.

Dear Marie Claire

In Health, News on October 3, 2010 at 8:40 pm

I take issue with this.

Dear Marie Claire,

I am disappointed in Katie Drummond’s poorly researched and painfully one-sided story, “The Hunger Diaries.” Not only does the story pull outdated quotes out of context to paint an ugly picture of six beautiful women, it also failed to address the positive side of food and fitness blogging.

I get that bad news is good news when it comes to selling magazines, but quality journalism balances both sides of the story. (Not that I’d call anything in Marie Claire “quality journalism,” but still…) And there are always two sides to every story.

The way your writer skipped right over the countless highs found in health blogging in order to dig up a few lows to further sensationalize her tabloid-esque feature is laughable. She must have had to dig through thousands of positive comments to find the handful of negative ones referenced. She would have had to read back through several years of posts to find some of the bloggers’ comments cited. And she must have walked out of the Healthy Living Summit before the final panel when I gave my speech about how blogging changed my life.

Why wasn’t any of that mentioned? Why didn’t she share feedback from some of those bloggers’ supporters? Why did she ignore the fact that some people are happy to admit that blogging has helped them overcome eating disorders? Why didn’t she ask any of the rest of us why we were there?

Did she miss Alicia’s post about “the power of positivity at HLS“? Or Heather’s post about “how blogging changed her heart“? And “motivated her beyond belief“?

Katie Drummond came into this event knowing exactly how she would write her story. She moved through the weekend with blinders on, noting only what would fuel her story’s fire. This is the only way to explain her story turning out the way it did. There were too many good things happening that weekend (and ongoing in the healthy blog world online) for her to not have noticed one tiny piece of positivity.

I have never been a Marie Claire reader. In fact, I avoid most women’s magazines these days. After all, aren’t these the publications that tell us our butts are too big? Boobs too small? Lives incomplete without the latest purse/shoes/makeup? Your advice centers on weight loss and exercise… just like healthy living blogs. The difference? Healthy living blogs show real women making it happen and making a difference in their lives and the lives of others while your stories are filled with stale content and pictures of photoshopped models who do little more than further perpetuate negative self image.

Rest assured I will never buy this magazine.

Sincerely,

Katie… but you can call me Tater

PS – I eat every damn bite of the food you see on this blog. Don’t even get me started.

Gingerbread Cupcakes (Yes)

In Baked Goods on October 3, 2010 at 5:50 pm

Oh, the joy.

So last night Angela posted a recipe for pumpkin gingerbread with spiced buttercream frosting.

Clearly I made it today. Clearly.

Drool.

Hey now. Hey noooow.

Cue Hilary Duff…. this is what dreams are made of.

Thank you, Angela. Thank you.

Zoe's Kitchen

In Restaurants on October 3, 2010 at 10:54 am

Soup and salad

After our workout at Metro Fitness, we refueled at Zoe’s Kitchen.

Zoe's

They started us out with hummus and pita for the table.

I went in for the kill

I ordered the tomato soup and the massive Greek salad (no cucumbers!) that I topped with more hummus.

"There are potatoes in here!"

When I ordered the salad, I knew there were potatoes in it. But when it arrived, I forgot… until I got to the bottom and yelped, “There are potatoes in here!” I get excited about food.

On the way home, my gingerbread man asked nicely, but I still ate his face off.

NOOOOOO!

Metro Fitness Blogger Day

In Workout on October 2, 2010 at 2:51 pm

Welcome to Metro Fitness

Metro Fitness Club hosted a blogger preview event and invited a bunch of us to come test out their new facility.

I fueled up with a green smoothie (sans green because I ran out of spinach) that I bulked up with some oats for staying power and Greek yogurt for protein. Gyms are pretty foreign to me at this point in my obsessive yoga-only exercise routine, so I figured I should be prepared for a beating.

Non-green smoothie

Coffee and cupcakes

You like how I was reading up about cupcakes before I left for this event? Me too.

Yay!

Back when I actually worked out in gyms, I frequented some pretty nasty, rundown places. Metro Fitness is the opposite. It’s a beautiful new facility with:

Local art on the walls (yes, you can buy it)

Snazzy bathroom doors

And TVs on all the cardio equipment

Our workout was divided into two parts. The first was a circuit rotation through three stations: 250-meter row, 10 step-ups (or jumps onto a block) and 10 wall ball tosses (which involve hurling a toddler-sized ball into the air, catching it and then doing a squat). We did as many sets as we could in 15 minutes. I finished 5 and was done with the rowing on my 6th when time ran out. I looked like this:

AH!

NOT easy. Nope. Not at all. Hot yoga remains one of the most (mentally and physically) challenging things I’ve ever done. But over time my body has kind of gotten used to that daily beat down. This was a whole new ball game, kids. My lungs were buuuurning.

After that (more??) we moved over to this beast:

I will own your soul.

We rotated through seven stations: air pushups (don’t even ask), something that involved throwing a massive weight on a pole and catching it with one hand (again, don’t ask), tricep dips, rope climb, step ups with a 25-lb weight (yeah, like holding two Ralphies), pushing a huge weighted sled across the turf and finally dragging another huge weighted sled across the turf with ropes.

Yes, turf.

Again, this was no joke. I was completely DONE by the end. Or was I?

Next part… We moved through three stations: planks, mountain climbers and footwork drills around a step for two minutes each.

Mountain climbers

Booties

Mountain climbers in yoga and mountain climbers in a gym and real mountain climbing are not the same things. The best part about the ones you do in the gym are these ridiculous booties you wear so your feet will slide across the mat. Sexy.

Bloggers

The Crew: Brittney, Nicole, Jen, Cassandra, Kelly

When it was all said and done, I was totally beat, but I actually had a lot of fun. Our trainers were really great, and I didn’t have any knee problems flare up. High fives all around.

We got some great swag, including Yoforia gift cards (!) and gingerbread men.

Swag bags

Haha

Pick me, Katie!

Ha

Swag stuffing

You can try out Metro Fitness for free for 7 days. Check them out on Facebook or on their site for more info.

I had such a good time hanging out with everyone and getting my butt whooped. But it doesn’t end here. After this we headed to Zoe’s for lunch…

Friday in Photos

In Dinner on October 2, 2010 at 7:32 am

Mung bean pasta w/ zucchini cauliflower sauce

Fridays are my happy place. It’s the one day of the week when I have “nothing” to do. This isn’t really true at all. This is the day when I should be doing homework, studying, catching up on freelance, etc. But I don’t. Because this is my only “free” day. It involved a little of this:

Banana soft serve cookie sandwiches

Elliptical shopping

Library time

I had fully intended to check out a real book. You know, the kind you read for several days in a row. But I just couldn’t get out of the cooking section. This will be more fun anyway.

Caturday 10/2/10

In Cats on October 2, 2010 at 7:23 am

Artsy Weaz

Happy Caturday! If you’re a little surprised to see just three more months remaining in the year 2010, so are the cats.

Weasel had big plans to become a spokescat this year, so she’s been practicing her modeling…

Weaz can sell pianos

Weaz can sell canned beans

Weaz can throw a model-esque fit:

BRING ME MY LOUIS VUITTON LITTER BOX

Ralphie is having none of it. She enjoys the simple things… like open windows.

I notice it's 54 degrees.

Open this window!

Windoooooow

If you’re interested in hiring Weasel, please contact her agent… Ralphie. You might consider talking to her through an open window.

Not So Rawesome

In What's for Lunch? on October 1, 2010 at 12:45 pm

Raw quesadilla, cauliflower "rice", curry okra

Sigh. I’m a big fan and supporter of raw food. I’ve never actually eaten a fully raw meal, but it all just looks so good, and I believe raw foodists when they say it makes them feel so good, too.

So I was really excited when I stopped by Healthy Home Market and found a whole raw section in the deli cooler. Happy day. Stew says one of the best things he’s ever eaten was a raw taco salad at a cafe in Florida. Gena makes incredible raw stuff all the time… as do Lori and Michelle. The raw desserts at One Lucky Duck make me want to cry. Everyone around me is eating this incredible raw food. I coveted. Now it was my turn.

That’s about where the crescendo ends. All this buildup plummeted straight to hell with the first bite.

Horrible. Terrible. Not good.

I hesitated to even post about this because I know (and I hope others do too) that raw food can be really, really good. I just got the wrong thing. From the wrong place. Stew hated it too. I shudder at the thought of it.

I thought the quesadillas would be on delicious dehydrated bread. Wrong. It was just pureed mush smashed into a flattened shape. The cashew cheeze inside was queaz-inducing. There were mushrooms. Everywhere. I know that okra is slimy, but this was… slimy. We couldn’t do it.

We threw $20 into the trash and ate bowls of quinoa, cauliflower and kidney beans instead.

Saved

Don’t worry. I haven’t given up on raw food. I’m still saving myself for Luna’s Living Kitchen… and One Lucky Duck… and Candle 79.

Pantry Raid

In Kitchen on October 1, 2010 at 9:25 am

Beautiful organization

Last week my pantry started to really get on my nerves. This is a monthly occurrence in which I decide to pick one inanimate object and viciously hate it until it changes. You know what I’m saying.

Anyway, I hate this thing. It’s tiny, it’s dark (no light??) and small things slip through the stupid metal wire shelves.

Bleh

Not to mention, my spices have looked like this since we moved:

I'm embarrassed

You’d think that (a lack of) organization like this would be a sign of an unused kitchen. Not so. I cook every single day. And every single day I can be caught cursing the world (or at least this damn pantry) under my breath.

No longer! I moved all my pretty jars filled with grains and beans, as well as all our sauces over to a pantry that was pretty much just sitting there all this time… laughing at me with its empty shelves.

As for the spices, they’ll be handled with this:

Magnetic spice rack

A la this guy:

Alton Brown

I thought I could make one myself, but after trips to three different stores, I quickly (er, slowly) learned that such a thing does not exist in pieces and I am, in fact, going to have to buy an expensive one. Worth it.

Carrots 'n' Cake 'n' Cookies

In Baked Goods on October 1, 2010 at 8:08 am

Cookies!

Last night I made Tina’s oatmeal banana chocolate chip cookies as inspired by Kath. We had just put dinner in the oven–cauliflower and zucchini–and on the stove–quinoa, when I looked at Stew and inquired, “Should we make cookies?”

Why would someone even ask a question like that? Especially directed at Stew. Just whip out the goods and make it happen.

So we did.

These are super simple, super goooood cookies. I used Kath’s sub of coconut oil for canola and also used a gluten-free biscuit flour rather than whole wheat. Due to the use of GF flour, our cookies were more banana bread-like. We were fine with this.

Hooray for cookies. Make these.