Telling food stories, one kitchen at a time
Today we are learning new foods. The rest of the blogosphere is discussing what to make for Christmas dinner, what to wear on New Year’s Eve, and what to resolute on January 1st. We, however, are committed to non-holiday things, like kitchen education. Specifically the education on fennel and fronds, particularly as they relate to Roasted Fennel, Italian Sausage, and Ricotta Pizza.
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SNOW DAY! I made so many delicious kitchen things. *I attempted to make so many delicious kitchen things. Success rate – 50 percent. But those that were successful, are delicious. Like Cranberry-Pecan Spiced Quinoa Breakfast Bowl.
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It’s 6am and I’m eating Creamy Mushroom Soup. I know that’s weird, but it’s kind of not weird too because this soup is really good. Like, I’m really happy to be eating it right now. Which, that is weird too. So maybe it’s just me.
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Ekk. I have the 3am insomnia, friends. That tossing, turning, so much on my mind that I can’t fall asleep and stay asleep kind of night. That may-as-well-write-about-all-the-kale kind of feeling. Do you ever get that feeling? The Kale Yeah! kind of feeling? You will when you eat my Superfood Kale Salad.
Or when you can’t sleep at 3am.
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I can’t get enough. I’m eating it every day. I’m bringing it to work for lunch and I’m eating it at home for dinner — I even ate it for breakfast one morning this week ’cause…Roasted Pumpkin and Goat Cheese Salad is SO SIMPLE and GOOD.
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Boy do I just crave ramen sometimes. I am not a noodle person. I have no idea why I have this crazy noodle soup craving. Maybe it’s the cooler weather or the shorter days. Maybe it’s the cold I can’t kick. But all I want is a big, brothy bowl of Roasted Pumpkin Ramen.
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If I’d written this post last night, I’m sure I’d have more than plenty to say about Gorgonzola Pasta. But now, I’m in the middle of binge-watching The Great British Baking Show and all I can think about is Magnolia Bakery’s Chocolate Wafer Icebox Cake, which makes absolutely no sense since that is a decidedly un-British dessert. Nor is it baked. So… [shrugs shoulders].
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Ekkk. I know. This is very bittersweet for me. So many mixed feelings.
Let’s talk about the salad first, mmmkay?
I kind of wanted to call this Spring Bikini Salad because that’s mah goal. Beach volleyball will be here before we know it. And even if we don’t actually play, we wanna look good in our short shorts sipping on beachtinis. Am I right?
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