Jan 10, 2010
I posted a recipe for Ras el Hanout a few weeks ago, but I’ve been using it so often in the kitchen lately, I felt it deserved its own post.
Ras el Hanout is a spice blend from the Middle East and North Africa. Spice market vendors all claim their version to be the best, and some people consider the seductive blend of spices to be an aphrodisiac. At the very least, any food in which you include Ras...
Nov 20, 2009
I am sometimes a knucklehead.
All over the dino-chow-sphere, my fellow foodies have included coconut oil in their recipes. For no particular reason except the aforementioned knuckleheadedness, I’ve usually replaced coconut oil with olive oil in my recipes.
A week or so ago, Moxy-Boss recommended I try it, just to change things up a bit and to add more saturated fat to my diet.
I bought this:My life...
Sep 15, 2009
Even though I have some of the shortest legs on the planet, (OK, wait. I know that’s an exaggeration. But my gams really are quite short. My inseam is 29″ … and since that’s currently my waist measurement, too, does that make me a cube?!)
Anyway… let’s try it again.
Even though I have some of the shortest legs on the planet, I love love love tall socks.
Aug 25, 2009
Y’all know I’m a PopCandy junkie. It’s fun, it’s sometimes snarky (but in a sweet way), and it’s 100% paleo-approved.
The too-fabulous-for-words Whitney Matheson is on vacation this week and invited her readers to fill in while she’s away. If you’d been here a week ago, you might have heard me whoop I learned I was going to be one of her guest bloggers.
And now my...
Aug 18, 2009
Smithsonian magazine has a fun article about Charles Atlas, the original 97-pound-weakling turned muscle man. You’ve surely seen the old-fashioned ads in the back of comic books and magazines.Atlas started out as the ridiculed skinny boy in the comics.
The man who made history marketing his muscles was an unlikely hero. Born in Acri, a tiny town in southern Italy, he arrived with his parents at Ellis...
Aug 15, 2009
I’m working hard to continue to evolve my thinking about food. It’s tricky business. On one hand, I enjoy delicious food and don’t have any desire to be a person who eats “because they have to.” In my family, food is art and expression and comfort and enjoyment – and now, healthy and life-sustaining. On the other hand, I think it’s bad news for me to romanticize food...
May 21, 2009
Imagine the scenario: I’m sitting in my glass corporate jail (which is less jail-like now that I’ve snagged a window seat. Can I hear a what-what for natural light?! Everybody say, Hell, yeah… “Hell, yeah!”)
Anyway… like I said, I’m sitting here in the glass corporate jail, typing like a monkey on a banana-induced sugar high, halfway daydreaming about the weekend,...
Apr 8, 2009
Dear Sartorialist:Why must you be so cold-hearted in your fabulousness? Why do you torture me with daily reminders that right now there are people in Paris? And they’re wearing the the world’s most perfect shoes?
When clearly… I. Am. Not.
From the Sartorialist.
I used to have perfect shoes from Paris…
In 1984, when I was 15, I was a member of the American Music Abroad Choir. We wore...
Mar 24, 2009
Now that I’ve seen the light (CrossFit! The Zone!), I’ve eradicated many indulgent things from my life (see: Nacho Cheese Doritos, Friday Happy Hours, pepperoni pizza in bed, sleeping in on Saturdays). But a girl still needs a treat once in a while, right?
Now, an Americano, a cafe au lait, a latte, even a humble decaf with Splenda and 2% milk has become a little extravagance that doesn’t...