Tough Nut to Crack

February 27th, 2011 | Posted by Alison Spath in Life - (35 Comments)

If you’ve been following along, you may recall that I recently spent some time hulling black walnuts.

These black walnuts have spent the winter curing in my cool, dry attic. Rumor has it that black walnuts are really hard to open. Rumor has it this would be why I’ve been none too eager to get cracking here.

Black Walnuts Curing in the Attic

Come to find out that when you harbor black walnuts and don’t crack them, you’ll be haunted by backyard squirrel ghosts; the lost souls of squirrels who died from winter starvation because you deprived them of all the food they would have otherwise stored for hibernating.

Squirrel Ghost

I can’t make this stuff up, people.

So with nothing better to do on a cold and snowy afternoon, some new “appliances” made their way up from my basement and into my kitchen today.  It’s time to begin working through my pile’o nuts and hopefully rid myself of our squirrel haunting.

Vice and Rubber Mallet for Cracking Black Walnuts

These appliances would be a vise and a rubber mallet. Not the first time a rubber mallet has seen my kitchen I’m afraid to say.  But the vise?  Yeah.  That’s a new one.

Turns out it’s not just a rumor that black walnuts are hard to crack. They really are hard to crack – I’m here to tell the tale.  (The squirrel tale?  The squirrel tail?)

I have a new found respect for hibernating squirrels.

(Did you hear that squirrel ghosts? I have a new found respect for hibernating squirrels.)

I got out the vise and mallet only after learning the hard way that you don’t want pound on them with a hammer on a wooden cutting board in an attempt to get them open.

Cracked Cutting Board

Lesson learned.

Instead, put your nuts in a vise (this is where that saying came from, FYI) and tighten down the little jaw thingy with the little arm thingy (I did not get an “A” in shop class, FYI).

Black Walnut in Vice

I’d read that if you can find the seam of the nut shell and line it up parallel with vise grips, it will split open nicely.

See the seam there?

Find the Seam of the Black Walnut

Yeah, me neither. Good luck with that.

Seam searching a bust, tighten that sucker down and get out your safety glasses (nerd alert!) OR take the much cooler, more stylish approach and cover your nut with a towel.  One or the other – you don’t want to take a shard of flying black walnut shell to the eye while you’re being haunted by squirrel ghosts – trust me.

Towel for Safety

Pound on that little arm thingy with your rubber mallet until you hear the sweet sound of nuts cracking.

Cracked

Commence digging with nut pick.

Commence Digging

Yes, this was as ugly as it looks. Yes, I’m going to keep going until I crack. I guess I figure that if I’m going to consume nuts (as I surely do) the nuts I harvested and stole from the clutches of the now-dead backyard squirrels should be among them.

I’m also thinking that if these walnuts are so hard to break into, there’s got to be a reason for it. I bet there’s something really good about these black walnuts – and I want in on it.

Maybe after months of consuming black walnuts my hair will become bushier and frizzier? My teeth sharper and pointier? My eyes smaller and beadier?

Get Cracking

Or maybe they’re hard to open because we’re not supposed to be eating them.  Maybe my next post will be titled “How to Recover from Black Walnut Poisoning”. Maybe I better go order an autopsy of those squirrels that are now visiting me in the night.


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Movie Night

February 23rd, 2011 | Posted by Alison Spath in Parenting - (4 Comments)

Recipe for an hour of peace and quiet.

Ingredients:

3/4 c Arrowhead Mills Organic popcorn
2 Tbsp butter, melted
1 tsp salt
Barbie: A Fashion Fairytale

Movie Night

Directions:

Pop popcorn in your ancient air popper from the 1980’s, top with melted butter and salt. Insert Barbie DVD into laptop, plop two small children in pajamas (or not) with popped popcorn on the couch.  Back slowly out of the room to dash up the stairs with your yoga mat in hand.

Serves one mother an hour and twenty three minutes to do as she pleases at the end of a long day.


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CSA = Community Supported Agriculture.  (Not “Can’t Stand Alison”, thankyouverymuch.)

If this acronym is new to you, in short – a CSA is an opportunity for you, the consumer, to get your produce direct from a local farmer.  Find a farm that offers CSA memberships and you can buy a share of their crops for what will hopefully be a bounty of locally grown fruit and/or vegetables from late spring until mid fall – or whatever the growing season is where you live.

We joined a CSA last year for the first time. As a vegetable lover, the word “kismet” comes to mind.  Local, organic food, supporting local business, eating in season?  Why these are a few of my favorite of things! We picked up our share of vegetables weekly and carted them home to be chopped and devoured week after week from May until October and will do the same again this year.

If you want to know more about CSA’s, this is a good place to start. That blog post was my kick in the pants to get us all signed up for the coming season, and I’m here today to be your kick in the pants.  (You’re welcome!)  It’s true though – the time to start thinking about joining a CSA is now.  CSA shares do sell out, especially at farms with a good rep, so don’t wait too long to reserve your spot or start shopping around for a CSA if you’re interested .

I was so pleased with our CSA last summer that we joined a winter CSA this year too.  Winter pickups are monthly instead of weekly, and the fruits and vegetables were frozen right after harvest – so it’s a bit more like hitting up the freezer section for veggies instead of the produce section.  But hey!  Still local, still organic.  Time to put your big girl gloves on and load’em up.

Blueberries, raspberries, tomatoes, broccoli, squash, edamame and green beans have been among those in our Winter CSA share… we also sometimes get a few root crops – like fresh (root cellar stored) carrots, beets, turnips or potatoes.  All locally grown and organic.  All totally getting eaten and feeling really groovy about it at the same time.

What do CSA’s and a recipe for Spicy Red Lentil Chili have in common?  Well, I recently thawed a bag of tomatoes from said winter CSA and used said tomatoes in said Spicy Red Lentil Chili – so that’s what.

Ingredients

Spicy Red Lentil Chili

Ingredients:

2 – 3 Tbsp oil (I used coconut)
28 oz tomatoes (canned or frozen!)
1 red pepper, chopped
1 medium onion, chopped
2 cloves of garlic, chopped or minced
2 Tbsp Tabasco
1 Tbsp Cumin
1 Tbsp Chili Powder
1 tsp Cayenne Pepper
Salt
(all spices are estimates and to taste, I really don’t measure!)
1 lb Red Lentils, rinsed
16 oz water

This makes a boat load of chili, so you may want to halve this recipe if lentils don’t disappear as quickly at your house as they do at mine.  And leave out the cayenne pepper if you want it to be “Red Lentil Chili” instead of “Spicy Red Lentil Chili”.

Warm oil in large pan, add your chopped peppers, onions and garlic for sauteing.

Peppers and Onions

While your vegetables softening up, get your lentils in the shower for a good rinse.

Rinse Red Lentils

When your peppers and onions are soft, add tomatoes and bring everything to a boil.

Locally Grown Tomatoes

Upon boiling, immediately reduce to a simmer and it’s time (not thyme) to get your spices in the pot.

Spices

Add lentils and about 8 oz of water, more if it looks like you need it.  Cook on medium low heat for about 20 minutes, stirring occasionally as the lentils will start to absorb much of the liquid in your pan during cooking.  You’ll want to keep an eye on them for when it’s time to add the other 8 oz of water.  Continue cooking (that is, probably another 15 – 20 minutes) until your lentils start to look like this:

Looks Like This

You now have the option to either a) ladle half of the contents of your pot into the food processor to puree to add a fun and exciting new texture to your chili, b) use your immersion blender to save yourself from getting your food processor out and dirty c) feel bad you don’t have an immersion blender and hang your head as get your food processor out or d) add more water and continue letting your lentils cook until they practically dissolve, saving yourself from having to wash one more thing.

Ready for (Optional) Puree

I went with option b) today: washing my food processor.

Before Puree

But it was totally worth it.

Pureed

Add your lentil puree back into the pot with your reserved, non-pureed half and allow chili to cook a bit longer, maybe another 10 minutes, stirring occasionally.  Use that same ladle (to avoid even more washing) to fill your bowl and then use the same knife you used to chop peppers and onions with to slice open an avocado and dice it on top.

Spicy Red Lentil Chili with Avocado

SRLC =Spicy Red Lentil Chili.  (Not “Should Really Lick (bowl) Clean”, even though you will.)


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Don’t Dread the Tread

February 12th, 2011 | Posted by Alison Spath in Fitness - (12 Comments)

If wearing your Vibrams on the treadmill at the gym doesn’t get you any looks, taking a picture of yourself wearing your Vibrams on the treadmill at gym should totally take care of that.

Star Trac

I actually don’t know if anyone gave me the stink eye on this particular day while donning my favorite pink toe shoes.  I do know that I was fully prepared to say “but look at how stinkin’ cute they are!!” if someone called me a freak or a did that thing where you hold your pointer finger near your temple and swirl it around a bit.

In the past I have preferred to heave a big, dramatic sigh at the thought of spending any time on treadmill.  It is boring and is not my friend and if I might now borrow a phrase used by a couple of small children I know – I am not inviting it to my birthday party.

More recently though, I’ve had a change of heart.  With a change in perspective, I’ve found that this machine comprised of a rotating belt with varying speeds and optional incline can be used for good instead of torture.  All you need are a couple of fresh ideas.

Jumping on the treadmill with an actual workout in mind has helped me a.) stay on top of the barefoot running to keep those teeny muscles in my ankles and feet toned and strong and b.) hiss and spit on something other than the track for speed work.  These two items would otherwise be on hiatus during these cold and snowy winter months if it weren’t for the Star Trac.

Fine.  Beam me up, Scotty.

Beam Me Up, Scotty

For me, any time spent on the treadmill these days is either in my Vibrams for a combo of walking, walking at an incline, easy running and/or giving dirty looks to anyone who dares stare at my cute, pink feet for one too many seconds.  If I’m not in my Vibrams, then I’m in my sneakers for sprints – giving dirty looks to everyone by default because I’m sure I must make some unintentional nasty faces when running at maximum effort.

If you too have found yourself avoiding the elements on some of the harsher days this winter and are faced with treadmill for any amount of running time, my suggestion is to do what you can to make the most it while keeping it interesting at the same time.

Sprint. Most training programs for any 5K, 10K, half marathon or marathon include some speed work, especially as you advance in your running career – so get on it.  As Hal Higdon would say, if you want to run fast, you have to run fastMark Sission has me convinced that sprinting once a week is a good thing for every body anyway, whether or not you’re training for a race or even consider yourself a runner.

Remember too that “sprinting” doesn’t necessarily mean the same thing for everyone.  Move at a faster pace than you otherwise might and feel free to call it a sprint.

I keep my speed workouts short.  25 minutes and that’s a wrap.  My favorite these days is a 400 meter spirit followed by a 400 meter recovery at a super easy pace.  Warm up, sprint, recover – lather, rinse, repeat 3 – 4 times – cool down, time to go.

You can also sprint for time instead of distance.  Sometimes I’ll do “pyramid sprints” – that is, beginning with a 15 second sprint and work my way up to 90 seconds – increasing by 15 seconds for each consecutive sprint.  Recovery time for every sprint matches the sprint time that came right before it, then bump it up another 15 seconds for your next round.  Pyramid back down until you get back to 15 seconds once you peak at 90 seconds.

(Faux) Barefoot in your minimalist shoes on the faux running surface.  While running in barefoot shoes on a treadmill couldn’t feel further from running as nature intended, it is better than running barefoot on snow filled streets.  This would be my only other option if it weren’t for Vibrams and a Y membership.

In other words, it’s better than nothing.

Incline Walk. Walk at a comfortable pace but crank the incline up to somewhere between a molehill and Mt. Everest.  Vary your incline throughout your workout just like you might vary your pace.

If you think incline walking is a joke, go ahead and try it and then see if you’re laughing.  It ain’t at all easy once you get that ramp up high enough!  Incline walking is a great way to get your heart rate up and still send saliva flying out of your mouth while you curse if you can’t or don’t want to run.  Goofy looking shoes optional.

Run Backwards. Trying this for the first time will be quite entertaining, for both you and everyone else around you too.  Before you go launching yourself into the air to spin around, you’ll want to slow the speed way, way down first – a lot slower than you would probably expect.  You’ll know you’re going slow enough when you feel really stupid walking forward at that pace.  You’ve now reached the speed where you’ll feel comfortable trotting backwards.  Trust me.

This is probably the juncture where I should throw in that line about “trying this at your own risk”, “checking with your doctor first” or better yet, “don’t try this at home.”  (Cause you’ll be at the gym?)

All of the Above. If I’m not there for a speed work out, I typically aim for an hour of changing up the speed, the incline and the direction to keep from falling asleep or shedding tears of boredom and then getting even more bodily fluids onto the machine.  Combine these things with an iPod loaded with music, audio books, podcasts and a bunch of TV’s with closed captioning?  No hissing, spitting, cursing, sighing, crying or dirty looks required.

What’d I miss?  Got any fun treadmill tips to share?  Please do!

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I’ve written casually about my favorite way to make Brussels sprouts before, but now I feel that this vegetable dish deserves an official post of its own because:

1.  I make them all the time and have therefore seriously improved my method

2.  I want to flesh out each step that goes into preparing Brussels sprouts in this manner

3.  Cooking vegetables can be highly meditative – as I will now demonstrate

OK.  Before we get started, let’s take a couple of deep, cleansing breaths.  In through your nose… out through your mouth. Yes, that’s it.  Very good.

Begin now by dropping your Brussels sprouts into a small pool of water; one by one.  Watch them bob and bounce as they are gently cradled and caressed by the rocking waves.  Trust that any dirt and/or supermarket grime will be released from their their sweet, leafy little heads with ease and grace.

Brussel Sprout Bath

Instead of feeling tense and anxious when you think back on all the time you’ve spent slicing these guys with a serrated knife by hand in the past, let go of what has been and accept what will be.  Be grateful for the new awareness your past experiences have brought to you.

Be here.  Be now.  Stay in this slicer-attachment, wonder of food processor wonders present moment.

Slicer Blade

Slicer attachment in place, load Brussels sprouts into the chute and prepare yourself to fully embrace the raw energy and incredible speed that is Cuisinart.

Into the Chute

Behold!  The marvelous pile of green shredded goodness that you (and the food processor) have manifested!

Shaved to Perfection

With your spine straight, hips tucked under, shoulder blades pressed down and into your back, move toward the drawer to now retrieve the shredder attachment for the food processor.  Shift your weight into your heels as you turn and swan dive into your produce drawer for a couple of carrots.  Let the spirit within you guide and move you to shred a bunch carrots while the food processor is out and now needs to be washed anyway.

In fact, “Spirit Says” – maybe even shred a couple extra carrots to set aside for your breakfast salad tomorrow, eh?

Good thinking, Spirit.  (and I didn’t realize you were Canadian.)

Grated Carrots

“Spirit Says” heat up a couple tablespoons of coconut oil and throw in a couple cloves of sliced garlic and one large, diced onion.

“Spirit Says” saute garlic and onions on medium heat until soft.

Garlic and Onions

Touch your toes.

Awwwww, I didn’t say “Spirit Says”!

(And if you did touch your toes, now go wash your hands.  I mean, “Spirit Says” – wash your hands.)

Return to your state of calm relaxation as you begin to load up a handful or two of shredded carrots and three-ish handfuls of sliced Brussels sprouts into your pan.

Fill the pan and do not be afraid.  Have faith and trust that they will condense down once they start to cook.

Veggie Pile

With awareness and compassion, gently fold these vegetables together as they intertwine and join to become one (incredibly tasty dish).

Stir to Combine

Cover and now take another deep, cleansing breath.

Inhale.

Cover

Exhale.

Notice with acute awareness the smells that are now filling your kitchen.

Garlic.  Onions.  Cabbage.  Oh my.

While the flavors melt into each other with explosive heat and intense passion, let go of any stress or tension about the gigantic mess you have made in the kitchen.  Accept yourself and your slobby cooking habits for all that they are.

Continue to allow your vegetables to cook on medium-low heat for about 15 – 20 minutes.  Stir occasionally to make sure they aren’t burning to the bottom of the pan while you’re off listening to the sound of one hand clapping.

Smile.  Your Brussels sprouts are ready.

Brussels Sprouts All Done

Enjoy now or put into the fridge to eat at another time.  Perhaps a future meal or snack that you have absolutely no attachment to.  See yourself using this side dish in place rice or pasta.  Give thanks that you now know how to spell “Brussels sprouts” without any help from spell check.

Ready to Eat

Welcome to The Land of Brussels Sprout Enlightenment.  You are now welcome to go in peace and become one with the washing machine as you run off and start a load of laundry.


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Salad For Breakfast

February 5th, 2011 | Posted by Alison Spath in Weight Loss - (17 Comments)

I think it was mid-December when I started looking for an alternative to my typical oatmeal/grain-based breakfast.  Not because I stopped digging oats mind you, but because somewhere toward the end of last year I came to understand that sugar is just no good and I wanted to start eating less of it.

Now before you get annoyed with me and that blasphemous statement, I’m not saying that I’ve stopped eating sugar or bread completely or don’t enjoy sweets.  I’m just not eating sugar (or as the case may be, foods that your body eventually converts to sugar – i.e., grains like rice, pasta, bread) on a daily basis like I have for oh, I don’t know – 31 years?

This whole “no sugar” thing came to my attention in multitude of ways, and after being beaten over the head with it by a cane in the form of various websites, blogs, magazines and books, I was finally convinced to try removing even the sneakiest of sugar out of my diet.

After nearly 4 months consuming less sugar?  I’m here to report that I feel really good.

The funny thing is, I didn’t even think I felt “bad” before.  Sure, I battled a sweet tooth as big as a molar that at times pinned me to the ground with its roots, but isn’t that the same for everybody?  Isn’t that just a part of being human?

Well, no.  As a matter of fact, it’s not.

Humans have no dietary requirements for sugar.  That’s the hammer that hits the nail on the nutritional head for me and why I had no qualms experimenting with this.  Cutting out sugar is not like completely eliminating a macronutrient like fat, protein or carbs.  Our bodies need all three of them.  Carbohydrates aren’t evil, but the amount of carbs that are found in the Standard American Diet is definitely suspect.

This is why I’ve never had any urge to try a “low-carb diet”.  But a low-carb diet is essentially what has happened in my quest to eat less sugar here.  I’m still eating carbs because I eat vegetables with reckless abandon, but because vegetables are relatively low in carbohydrates compared to things like grains and fruit – my daily carb intake is a lot lower than it has been in the past and this has proven to be a good thing.

Eating sugar, even unrefined sugar – leads to craving more sugar.  At least for me it does.  And since I don’t have a degree in nutrition or scads of studies to reference for you, all I’ve got is my own experience to share.  Consuming sugar regularly inevitably sucks me into this spiral of sugar craving hell that always leads to an out of control feeling that I’d prefer not to feel.  I’m then left with having to exercise that muscle we call “willpower” (a muscle that always tires and eventually gives out) or stepping up the exercise to burn off excess calories when I’m out of willpower.  And if I don’t?  The the weight I lost starts to creep back on and I start feeling really crappy in more ways than one.

Well, I’m tired of it.  I’m tired of losing and gaining and losing and gaining those last 10 lbs over and over again.  I want to break that cycle once and for all, and eating less sugar seems to be the way for me to do it.

So this is where I’m at:  eating less sugar.  In fact some days, barely any at all.  Less sugar does mean less grains and even less fruit too – which sounds crazy, I know.  But rest assured sugar and fruit and grains are not gone forever!  Absolutely not!  Just not everyday.  I absolutely recognize that this approach isn’t for everyone and that maybe it’s not for you.  It took me a long time to get to the point where I would be willing to try it.  We’re all on our own journeys and we each have to find our own way and figure out what works for us.  But if nutritionally-sound, effortless weight loss and the defeat of sugar cravings once and for all is something that sounds appealing to you?  Then I recommend reading some more about this and consider trying it out for yourself.

OK then!  With all of that background out of the way, if I’m not eating oats or Ezekiel toast or fruit for breakfast every day anymore, then what the hell am I eating?  Well I’m so glad you asked!

I tried that bitter chocolate-y pumpkin-y thing for breakfast for a couple weeks there – and while that was a nice way station on the journey away from Sugar For Breakfast – it required too much effort to become a breakfast staple.  Greek yogurt was part of my regular breakfast rotation for a while there too, but still – I don’t want to eat a ton of dairy every day either.

I guess that leaves me with eggs, beans, nuts, fish and vegetables then?

Vegetables for breakfast?  Doesn’t scare me!  But salad for breakfast?  I don’t know…  salad for anything other than lunch or dinner seems sacrilege!  Breakfast is supposed to be sweet!  Like sugary cereals!  Or at least some fruit!  Not cruciferous, fibrous and green-ous.

Well friends, I tried it – cause why not?  Not only did I try it, I’ve actually come to like it.  No, wait.  I.  Love.  It.  Salad for breakfast has found it’s way into my affections and I can no longer pretend that we’re “just friends”.

Now I’m not eating salad for breakfast every day, but I’ll freely admit it’s on the AM meal menu more often than not.  But if I’m going to eat a salad for breakfast, it needs to feel sort of – what’s the word I’m looking for… breakfasty?

“Breakfasty” is defined in my dictionary as something a bit light and airy, perhaps a bit tangy and maybe even delightful.  But it has be substantial, satisfying and filling too.

With those adjectives in mind, here’s what a typically goes into my breakfast salad of late:

Breakfast Salad Ingredients

Greens (including but not limited to green leaf lettuce, red leaf lettuce, kale, spinach, romaine) – (all light yet filling!)

Avocado (satisfying!)

Hard Boiled Eggs (substantial!)

Red pepper and/or carrots (delightful!)

Fresh squeezed lemon juice, as a part of the dressing.  (tangy!  airy!)

Fresh Squeezed Lemon Juice

First of all, if you skimmed that list of greens, take note now that kale is among those in parenthesis.  Kale is a salad newcomer ’round these parts (breakfast or otherwise) and has been welcomed with open mouths.

Kale is a bit chewy when raw though, but fortunately softens up nicely if you give it a bit of time to hang out in something liquid-y and high in fat (like oil or avocado).

I start by hand squeezing a lemon into a my ginormous salad bowl and then mixing in a bit of my salad dressing of choice. The lemon gives me more liquid to work with, which means I can actually use less salad dressing than I otherwise might given the absurd quantity of greens I include in any salad meal.  Sometimes I’ll add in a little extra vinegar too if I’m feeling particularly rowdy.

Dressing mixture mixed, stir in your pile o’ greens before you chop a single vegetable!  Give that Kale every second you can to wilt and save yourself scads of chewing time.

Pile O' Greens

Now that your greens are on their way to softening up, you can get to work on your other salad toppings.  Today it was half a red pepper, half an avocado and two hard boiled eggs.

Breakfast Salad Pile

I should say that I usually don’t eat my breakfast salad until sometime a bit later in the morning.  This is not a bound-out-of-bed-and-dive-head-first-into kind of meal.  On this particular morning I started my day at Y, ran some sprints on the treadmill, returned home for (organic, dark roast) coffee with (organic) half and half as a breakfast warm up – and then manufactured my light, airy, tangy, delightful, filling, satisfying, substantial salad an hour or so later when I felt hungry.

So there you have it:  Salad!  It’s not just for lunch and dinner anymore.


Please know that links to Amazon are affiliate links. It doesn’t change the price you pay, but if you buy something from Amazon after following one of the links in my posts, I earn a percentage based commission from Amazon as a part of their affiliate program. This is one of the ways I generate revenue from the posts that I write here. I promise that I only link to items that I truly endorse. You don’t ever have to buy anything, but if you do, thank you for supporting the site and the work I do here.


So I dropped off the face of the blogosphere for a month and a half or something.  Oh yes, I’m still here – new camera collecting dust while I’ve been off having fun with much of the following:

1.  The Primal Blueprint Meets The 4-Hour Body.

I devoted a bunch of posts in December to the wonders of The Primal Blueprint and how much I was digging it, right?  Well, The 4-Hour Body by Tim Ferris deserves the same accolades.  Quite informative and entertaining in many respects.  Funny, inspiring and errr, intriguing?  (Be sure to check out the chapter on the 15 minute female orgasm, for the illustrations if nothing else.)

I was fortunate enough to get my electronic hands on the free digital copy that Tim gave out in the first 24 hours following the book’s release.  I have been reading and revisiting it and telling anyone who will listen all about it for nearly two months now.  He spouts much of the same stuff about sugar, grains and refined carbs that Mark does – so Tim is singing my tune.  As the Monkees would say – I’m a believer (when it comes to getting the majority of your carbs from vegetables.)  Wait, that’s part of the song, right?

More to follow on what I’m eating (or as the case may be, NOT eating) these days if I can get my posting act in gear here.

2.  Yoga (Nearly) Everyday

I’ve done yoga on and off for a couple years now, but never really went out of my way to practice with any sort of regularity during that time.  I always just squeezed in a practice session at home when I could, sometimes with weeks spaced between me and my mat.  But then we got a YMCA membership in September of last year and I started hitting up a couple of the yoga classes they offer.  Before I knew it I found myself enjoying a more regular practice again, while admittedly still being a bit hit or miss with it.

Then Santa dropped an issue of Yoga Journal into my stocking and the downward dog broke loose.  Like most things, as soon as I start reading about something I get totally pumped and bam! suddenly I’m doing Warrior III in my kitchen and Ava is asking if the girl bended into a pretzel on the front cover of the magazine is a real person.  A couple classes a week with a smattering of yogadownload plus some Do It Myself Yoga when I’m short on time and voila!  A regular yoga practice was born and has quickly proven to be a thing I’m eager to make time for these days.

Yoga!  Every day!  Even one pose a day can be considered a yoga practice.  Try it.  You’ll like it.  You’ll see.

3.  Signed up for a half-marathon.

I ran the inaugural Flower City Half Marathon in Rochester last year with a time of 1:51:11.  I had hoped to PR (and beat my 1:47 from 2009) but no dice.  This year?  I’m ready to rock a sub-1:45 on May 1, baby!  (Maybe.)

4.  Less Time on the Computer

for more time with the fam, staying on top of the housework, practicing yoga, plenty of running, hanging out in the produce section and apparently not blogging about any of it.

So this is where I’ve been.  More details and food photos to follow!


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We Be Rollin’

December 26th, 2010 | Posted by Alison Spath in Breakfast - (17 Comments)

Let’s say you were in the mood to give your kids something sweet and sticky for breakfast this holiday weekend.  You don’t really care if your family is in on the Celebration of Sugar that everyone partakes in this time of year – but you do care about pesky preservatives and high fructose corn chemicals that come along with all that prepackaged fun.

OK, so how do you let your kids be part of the action without burdening your healthy living conscience?

Well, just make it yourself!  That typically proves to be pretty easy, right?

Wrong.

The holidays come but once a year, and the same can now be said for cinnamon rolls around here too.

First of all, cinnamon roll dough is a yeast dough.  I did not know this when the Let’s Make Our Own Cinnamon Rolls light bulb lit up over my Easy Bake Oven head.

Baking with yeast means crossing your fingers that the dough is gonna rise like it’s supposed to.  It has the potential to make you very sorry you promised your children cinnamon rolls for breakfast.  Baking with yeast brings with it the risk of an early morning drive to the store to fetch that tube of poppin’ fresh dough that you wanted to avoid buying in the first place.

Here’s where I start to see why those Pillsbury peeps are rolling in dough and you start reciting some nursery rhymes to entertain me while I try and make these suckers.

Cinnamon Roll Dough

Do you know that one about rolling it, and patting it,

Cinnamon Roll

and marking it with a “BGM”?

Giant Mess

Put them in the oven for the “Big, Giant Mess” and me.

Wait – it’s not time to put them in the oven just yet.  They have to rise again for crying out loud.  It’s gonna be Oh Holy Night before these things are ready to bake.

Rising

OK now you can say that line about putting them in the oven for baby and me.

Nothing Saying Loving Like Something Hot From the Oven

Finally, it begins to look like all your hard work is going to pay off.  In fact, your children will soon ask why you haven’t been using your culinary skills for baked goods instead of veggie evil all this time.

For Good Instead of Evil

Suddenly you’re reminded of that moment when you first cradled your brand new baby in your arms.  You remember gazing down at that sweet little face with awe and wonder thinking, “Wow. I made that.”

Wow I Made That

This time though instead of staring at a cute little face, you’re stuffing your own giant face with a hot cinnamon roll while thinking, “Wow. I made that.”

Cinnamon Rolls for Breakfast

Next, your blood sugar will crash and you’ll be lamenting the mess in your kitchen as well as the remaining dozen or so cinnamon rolls you’ve still got on your sweet, sticky hands.

Here’s where you pack them up with glee and get ready to pass them off on your family and friends.

Ready to Roll

No artificial colors, flavors or preservative.  No promises about mom’s blood, sweat and tears though either.

Nothin’ says lovin’ like somethin’ from the oven, right Pillsbury?

Right.


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Uncensorfed

December 19th, 2010 | Posted by Alison Spath in Party Time - (6 Comments)

It recenytly occur4red to me that I’m still not using my left pointer finger when I type.

My finger felon incision has completely healed, but is sttill a bit tenderr. I keep findigng that figner hanging out in the air when I ttype though, completely slacking off.  Itt’s more than willing ot let all the other finrges do all of its ditry wor5k.

Finger in the Air

(You do remebmer how I take these pictures, right?)

I hvae decided a blog post would be the per4ffect way to really put the pressure on this digit and to gget it to do the very best it can rihgt form the strat. (Fforttunately for Thing 1 and Thing 2, my homeschoolinfg  philosophies are a bit difrfreent.)

I have just inforfmed said poitner finger that No, I Am Not Backspacing Out Any %typing Mistakes You Make Ffor Tthis Etnire Postt.

Sink orr swim lfet pointer ffinger! It’s shotwtime!

The rrest of you guys? You’r4e off the hook.  Backspaces will be prvovided.

Wo4dpress stats tell me that the weekends arre typically slower in terms of blog trfaffic – especially around holiday time. I can’t belivvee you people are out thrre spending time with yourr loevd ones instead hangging out herre with me, but whatevever. T$his thogugh is why ttoday is provbably the best day to put the spoltight on my lefft poinfer figger.

Just a litfle bit of pressure, but not rtoo much.  (That’s whatt she said.)

Alright Left Pfointer Fgfiner, what do we want to rwrite about?  We should probably wrrite about food you know.

(It’s noddingg.)

So let’s see.  What have we done with oursevvles this weekend?

Well, there were patries!  Office patrties!   Holiday offvice parties!  Holiday office parties with ffood!

Cheese, Please Party Food

Holiday office parties with ffood AND wine!

Oh yeah, how could I fforget about the wine?  There was defifintely wine.  Too much wineg.

Wine Spilled on the Floor

You know it’s troubble when you’rre spilling your drrink. Although I didn’t spill this par5ticular drink, it might as well have been me. And that fact that this is what I was taking pictures of at this point in the evneving should be a good indicat5ion of how I was ffeeling as well.

All I know is that it’s a good thbing you’re drivving, dude.

Good Thing You're Driving

Now we remembber why we don’t imbibe all that often, don’t we Fingger? CAUSE WE LIKE T%O WAKE UP FEELING GgOOD IN THE MOR%NING FINbgER$, THAtT’S WHY!

(The fingger is wagging at me.)

Oh shut up, Finbger.

But wait!  T^here were more parties this weekend too! Par4ties at home with family and friends! Parrties at home with family and frriends and wihtout any alcohol!

How about something cheesey and vvegetabley in place of stomped, fermetn5ed grapes?

Spinach Artichoke Dip

(Cheesy like this post?)

Yes, please!

Alrighty then.  Spinach Artichoke Dip, anyone?

8  oz cream cheese, softened
8 oz sour cream (or greek yogurt)
1/3 c mayo
1 8 oz can of artichoke hearts, drained, rinsed, chopped
1 1/2 c frozen, thawed spinach (if you use fresh spinach, I’d steam it first)
2 – 3 Tbsp of Parmesan cheese
salt and garlic powder to taste

Mix cream cheese, sour cream and mayo together. I used the hand mixer to make sure they were well combined. Gently stir in artichokes, spinach and garlic. Pour mix into a greased baking dish and top with parm. Bake at 375 for 30 minutes or until bubbly hot.

Servve warm, but eating it cold won’t make you puke either, I promise! (Not making any promises in the puke deparrmtent about t6oo much wine thoutgh.)

Spinach Artichoke Dip, alraedy performing, as you can plainly see.  Downstage, house left.

Party Food

Cast iron prresents for foodies.

Cast Iron Skillet

My castt iron cherry has officially been popped!

Oh don’t try to be cute, Ffinger.

Peek

Get bback to wor4k.

Meet the holiday treats, Kryptonite and Troubble with a Capital T.

Arch Nemisis Cookies!

Oh stop, it wasn’t that bad. The Primal Blueprint was watching oevr my shoulder though, reminfding me of all the reasons I’vve been avoiding sugar these days.

Over My Shoulder

Finger was on the other shoulder ttelling me not to be an idiot.

Left Finger Right Shoulder

I’m nott so sure about the idiot pafrt – but thanks Fingger, you’rre right. (Or left, really).  A couple of cookies now and then nevver hurt anyone.  Or any fingger.

Well, I guerss that’s evvertything I have for the fignger today! Come on Ffingger, I’ll walk you bback to your home keys.


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Lately I’ve been keeping an eye out for grain free, sugar free breakfast ideas.  Thanks to The Primal Blueprint, I’ve been feeling this urge to put a little space between me and my typical breakfast of champi-oats.

Ask and apparently you shall receive!  Didn’t a recipe for a bitter chocolate pumpkin cake land in my virtual lap?  I saw it here first at Heather Eats Almond Butter and then clicky clicked my way over to a Spoonful of Sugar Free for the original recipe for this wonder of sugarless, no grain, breakfast wonders.

I upped the amount of pumpkin to a half cup vs. two spoonfuls – which therefore meant increasing the cooking time an additional 10 minutes – but it also meant an increase in eating time too.

Chocolate Cake Breakfast

It sure looks like a big giant cookie/cake/brownie, wouldn’t you agree?  (OK I guess it looks like something else too.)

It even SMELLS like that when it’s baking too!  (Smells like chocolate cake that is, not like that “something else”.)

Except, ummm.  Be warned: this is not a breakfast for the faint of heart.

You remember I said “sugarless”, right?  OK good, because it is definitely a bitter pile of chocolaty, pumpkiny goodness.  But me and my sugar evading self is all over this like stink on a pile of that something else.

The fellow members of my household?  Not so much.

When the bravest child here sampled a bite – she froze, bugged out her eyes and refused to pull her tongue back into her mouth as she nearly hyperventilated and squawked and ran to nearest sink to immediately rid herself of the bitter mass that was invading her taste buds.

I tried to tell you kid!

When the man who lives here tried it, he said “Why would you do that to yourself!?”

These fools don’t know what they’re missing!  All the more for me then!  And really, this is all part of my master plan anyway – make good stuff that I don’t have to share.

My reason for making this un-sweet but still rich breakfast every day this week is three fold:

1.) I am positively delighted to turn the oven on first thing as we continue to endure these dark, cold ass mornings.

Morning Run

Especially after slugging out a pre-dawn 4.5 mile run through snow filled streets.

2.) Vegetables for breakfast rock my world.

Pumpkin for Breakfast

3.)  Any new vehicle for almond butter will be driven right off the lot and straight into my mouth.

Chocolate Cake with Almond Butter

I will admit that a nut butter or savory topping of some sort is a necessary addition to this brown breakfast mound – but rest assured, at less than 200 calories (before topping) I am knee deep in a new breakfast phase and totally digging it.

Item #2 on the blogenda today:

Have I ever mentioned that we have a bird?

Freaking Bird

No, I don’t think I have.

Well, it’s true.  We do.  We have a love bird as a matter of fact.

A love bird that loves to do three things:

1.  Escape his cage despite clothes pins that are meant to keep cage doors closed.

Open Cage

2. Shred paper for a nest while I’m upstairs putting away laundry and vacuuming under beds – gleefully unaware that he’s escaped his cage like Houdini.

Love Bird Mess

This is what I get for vacuuming under beds.

3.  Make library late fees seem like peanuts.

Indian in the Cupboard

While I do still love to Shred, this is not exactly what I was talking about, Bird.

Dear Library,

My bird ate our homeschool homework.  I am still shaking my head in disbelief, feel disappointment toward wooden clothes pins and fully intend to pay for the disembowelment of this book.

Yours,

M. Weeds

Random Item #3:

When I go to the grocery store, I entertain myself in the check out line by:

1.  Taking pictures of the things I’m about to purchase in case I might some day need it for the third item in a post that’s supposed to be about three things.

Take Pictures

Like today.

2.  Wonder what people would think if I grabbed a pair of those fingernail clippers and started cutting my fingernails in line.

Fingernail Clippers

3.  And then threw that pair of fingernail clippers back into the pile when I was done.

Fingernail Clippers

You know, if Mark Sisson told me to do that, I probably would.


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