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I love this May.  May is usually crazy and full of transition.  And this one was, too, to an extent.  But the weather has been unseasonably cool and gorgeous:

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And my day job is Summer Housing (i.e., working with college students) instead of Summer Conferences (i.e., working with minors…who…I’m sure it’s different when they’re your own…but working with other people’s children makes me never want to find out).  So I had a fantastic May and a fantastic start to summer.

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How May makes me feel. This cat understands me.

Here’s what I’m into this month:

To write:

I started my Getting it Together series on the blog.  I am enjoying the food.  I am tolerating the cleaning.  My entryway is giving me fits.  I hope the rest of the rooms aren’t this much of a struggle.

My favorite post that I wrote this month was Badger. It was good to talk about it, and I think I was fair enough.  It’s hard to be fair when you’re telling your side of the story.

To read:

Summer (and perhaps my Getting It Together project) have me dreaming up food ideas and being drawn to ideas that others have dreamed up.  So I read cookbooks and foodie memoirs and foodie fiction even more than usual.

There are not many books that I read and then need to go immediately and buy because I can’t stand the thought of being without it.  A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg is one such book.  This is my favorite book that I’ve read this year. It’s a treasure.  And arugula salad with dark chocolate bits?  Pretty much the best idea ever.

I also read Keepers by Kathy Brennan and Caroline Campion.  Most of the book is meat-intensive, which I am not, but I will end up buying it for the sauces alone. I’m a sucker for a sauce.

To watch:

I have continued my obsession with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and I will probably end up buying it by the end of the summer.  Such great characters.  Such amazing one-liners.

I have also watched Chocolat four times.  Because chocolate.  And France.  And Johnny Depp. I will probably watch it four more times before I return it to the library.  Because I checked out the book, so I’ll need to watch it again after I finish the book.  NEED.

To hear:

I’ve been writing and scheduling posts for What Not to Say, so I’ve been listening to my WNTS station on Spotify. Maybe not safe for work, depending on your workplace.

To eat:

May has been DELICIOUS.  As part of my Getting It Together series, I’m going through some of Mom’s recipes, so May has tasted like my childhood.  There was cavatini (which is basically pasta, sauce, ground beef, pepperoni, and cheese, all in one glorious dish), chicken salad, and sausage balls. I’ve also made a couple of loaves of beer bread, which makes fantastic toast for breakfast. Food at my house has been so good that I haven’t even wanted to go out, which is unusual for me, but it was a nice change.

 

We’re gathering at Leigh Kramer’s blog to talk about what we’re into – join us!

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Because I knew this week would be a short week but also a work intensive week (y’all – it took me two hours to alphabetize my CDs last night.  Nothing was in its correct case. Nightmarish.), I did my cooking on Saturday when I just so happened to have people over for brunch.

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The menu (in addition to copious amounts of cheap champagne mixed with various assorted nectars, of course):

1.  Mom’s Sausage Balls

I grew up in Texas, so I have never been to a potluck where there were no sausage balls.  And I can’t remember a moment in my childhood when they weren’t magically hiding in a Ziploc bag in the freezer.  These little glories freeze beautifully, both pre- and post-cooking, but I have yet to make a batch big enough that I felt compelled to freeze them instead of just baking them all and keeping them in the fridge to snack on for a few days.  I don’t do this often, though – I would be the size of a house.  Health food, they are not.

The real beauty of this recipe is that you just can’t mess it up.  You mix three ingredients, roll them into 1-inch balls, and bake them at 350-375 for 20 minutes.

It doesn’t even really seem to matter how much of each ingredient you use.  Mom uses half a pound of sausage, four cups of grated cheddar, and two heaping cups of baking mix (she uses Bisquick but you can also make your own).  I used a whole pound of sausage, a large log of goat cheese (DO IT…SO GOOD!), and three scant cups of baking mix. You can look all over the Internet for recipes, and most of them will have slightly different measurements.  If it sticks together enough to roll into a ball, it will work.

2.  Vegan Mini-Cinnamon Rolls

I originally chose this recipe for its adorableness, but with a few minor tweaks, I was happy to discover that it can also be vegan.  I didn’t think it was possible until I was reading the crescent roll label at the grocery store, trying to figure out just how many pills I would have to take to partake of them.  Zero.  Zero pills.  The original Pillsbury Crescent Roll is lactose-free.  So I did a little digging, because lactose-free dough sometimes means vegan, and although PETA does give the disclaimer at the bottom that it was probably processed in non-vegan ways, it lists the product itself as “accidentally vegan.”  If it passes PETA’s standards, I guess it passes mine (although if I were to go all-out vegan, I would be one of those religious kind of vegans who grinds my own sugar and never eats processed foods, just in case, which – i.e., my commitment to laziness – is at least part of the reason that I have yet to go all-out vegan).  If you are a religious kind of vegan, you can also make your own crescent roll dough pretty easily, although I would totally sub coconut oil for the canola oil, because DELICIOUS.

To veganize the recipe in the link above, you brush the dough with coconut oil instead of butter and use coconut milk instead of regular milk in the glaze.  If you use full-fat coconut milk, it will be so creamy you’ll want to roll around in it.  And I’m using maple syrup in every glaze I ever make from now on, because that was fantastic.

3.  Farmers’ Market Veggie Frittata

Frittata – another thing that’s hard to mess up.  Full disclosure – the only things from the Farmers’ Market I used in this recipe were the tomatoes. The shredded potatoes and spinach were totally frozen.  Organic…but frozen. You can use any vegetable you want, though, and fresh is better for this recipe.

  1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.
  2. Take some eggs.  I like to make a lot at a time, particularly if I’m feeding other people, and I own that big ass skillet in the picture, so I use a full dozen. If you are using a smaller-than-twelve-inch-deep-dish skillet, I recommend using fewer eggs.  Then again, I like a frittata where egg is not necessarily the star, so if want more of an egg focus and you use fewer additional ingredients, you can probably get away with a dozen eggs in a smaller skillet.  It just all has to fit when it goes into the oven.
  3. Whisk the eggs and season them generously with salt and pepper and any other seasoning you like (a healthy dash of herbs de Provence medley – marjoram, summer savory, thyme, rosemary, lavender – is nice). Set aside.
  4. Heat a dollop of oil on the skillet and add crushed garlic (two-ish minutes on medium heat). Add whatever vegetables you are using – washed and chopped, of course – to the skillet and toss them around for a little bit (3-4 minutes).
  5. Pour the eggs over the warmed vegetables. Stir gently a couple of times in the first minute, but then let it sit for a few more to set the bottom of the frittata.
  6. Put the skillet in the oven and bake until the frittata sets completely.  Mine usually takes about 15-20 minutes, but the time will vary wildly depending on a number of factors, such as how long you kept it on the stove, how warm the vegetables were when you poured the eggs in the skillet, how crispy you want the edges, etc. Just make sure you keep it in the oven until you can press down on the center without it being wobbly.

And now, a word about adjustments:

I’m only three weeks into the project, and my refrigerator and freezer are bursting with leftovers.  I have shared at least two meals a week with other people.  I even brought Cavatini leftovers to leave in the fridge at work for the summer RAs to have, because I can’t finish them all.  I have so much food it is taking over other people’s refrigerators.

I know.  There are worse problems to have.  But when the novelty of raining leftovers down on all my people wears off (which, if the past is any indication, will happen in about two more weeks), there could be a lot of food that goes to waste if I don’t scale back a bit.

So I’m scaling back by playing it by ear.  I will keep my three main categories – Mom’s recipes, vegan recipes, and farmers’ market recipes – but if Mom’s recipe makes eleventy dozen meals (and a lot of them do – we were a family of four, and she’s also a fan of leftovers), I will either skip one of the other categories that week or combine them.

Also, that bread business?  Let’s scale that back to a couple of loaves every other week, or just when I need it.  Bread takes up a lot of space in my tiny freezer, and I do not eat a loaf a week. Apparently, my planning self thinks that I have a brood of children I’m feeding.  But my freezer begs to differ.

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This week has been pasta-intensive.  It has been amazing, but I feel like I didn’t get anything done except nap.

1. Mom’s Cavatini

This might be my favorite thing that my mom makes.  When I make it, I adjust her recipe by having more pasta and less meat.  I even wrote it at the top of the page where I copied it down, like I would forget:

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In recent years, however, I’ve been keeping the pasta about the same and replacing half (or all) of the meat with spinach.

The recipe, as my mother has it written:

  • 2 lbs. ground beef
  • 3/4 c. each of curly, shell, and macaroni noodles
  • 3 tall skinny cans of tomato sauce
  • 1/4 tsp. each – oregano, celery salt, garlic salt, and pepper
  • 1/8 tsp. thyme
  • 1 large onion, chopped
  • 2 pkgs. mozzarella [that’s 32 oz. of cheese, for those who are wondering]
  • 2 pkgs. pepperoni

Brown meat, onion, and seasonings.  Add tomato sauce and pepperoni. Simmer 5 minutes. Add cooked noodles and simmer 5 more minutes.  Take off stove; add mozzarella; serve.

Upon re-reading the recipe, I noticed other changes I make:

  • I only use one type of pasta, unless what I have on hand happens to be remnants of several different shapes.  But three pastas are not something that I do on purpose, even though I must admit it makes the dish prettier.
  • I use my own homemade spaghetti sauce, which includes onions, pepper, and a whole lot of seasonings, so I exclude the onion and spices from the recipe.

I made cavatini twice (three times if you count the next recipe in the list).  My friend Stephanie came over on Tuesday.  I left out the pepperoni and kept the sauce separate from the pasta, and I left the cheese on the side as well.  So I guess that was build-your-own-cavatini night.  I turned right around and made another batch for the part-time staff Wednesday night at our meeting. This time, I threw it all together as the recipe instructs, because one pot is easier to carry than three.

I also made two loaves of beer bread for staff.  One of them remarked, “I guess this is the closest you’re going to come to buying us alcohol.” Yep. I had just enough bread left over to have the best toast on the planet for breakfast the rest of the workweek.

2. Vegan Cavatini (aka, Pasta Primavera)

Leave in the spinach, add another vegetable or two (I vote yellow squash and orange bell pepper), and leave out all the meat and cheese.  You will have a meal that is healthier but still delicious. Make sure your pasta doesn’t have egg in it, or that won’t be vegan.

3. Farmer’s Market – Roasted Broccoli

Broccoli is not my favorite vegetable. I have always thought it was okay.  Then in 2002 when I started having digestive issues and couldn’t keep much of anything down for months, the smell of broccoli sickened me.  It’s been on my list ever since.

But I found some this week at the market, and since it’s starting to get too hot for it to grow, I thought I’d give it a chance this week.

Chop up the broccoli and a red onion, and roast them in grapeseed oil.  It’s so good, it might redeem broccoli for me.

 

So that’s the week in food!

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Today marks the end of Week One (Keep) of my Getting It Together summer project.

The Food:

The three planned recipes for the week were Mom’s chicken salad, black bean and pepper fajitas (vegan), and ratatouille (farmers’ market).  Two of the three actually happened.

Until very recently, I didn’t have a chicken salad recipe, because until very recently, I hated mayonnaise. That doesn’t seem to be the case anymore.  Apparently.  My brand new favorite way to make chicken salad is with rotisserie chicken – which is 1) almost as inexpensive, 2) far less disgusting, and 3) way less work than roasting my own – with grapes, apples, dried cranberries, celery, pepper, and two parts mayo to one part mustard.

For the vegans in the audience, this recipe is also delicious if you sub Vegenaise  for the mayo and chopped up Chik’n nuggets (I think they’re made by Boca?) for the chicken. This also makes the expensive faux chicken nuggets go further, which makes my bank account happy.

The chicken salad that I grew up eating, however, is simpler.  For my mom’s recipe, I used one chicken breast (baked and chopped into pieces), two boiled eggs, one half cup of mayo, and a couple of spoonfuls of mustard.  Mom usually seasons with just salt and pepper, but I added a little parsley, basil, and oregano. It’s not the healthiest meal, but I got five sandwiches out of it, making it one of the least expensive meals I’ve had in a while.  Throw a few carrot sticks or an apple on the side, and you have a nice lunch.

The vegan  recipe I managed was black bean and pepper fajitas. In a skillet, I sauteed some onions and garlic.  Then I added cumin, roasted red peppers, and black beans.  I let it all cook together for a while (about 15 minutes on medium low).  Then I spooned the mixture into some tortillas, spritzed it with lime juice, and that was it.  It could not have been easier. It was good the first time, but the leftovers – after everything had hung out and marinated in the fridge overnight – were amazing.

The ratatouille will have to wait for a week when I actually make it to the farmers’ market.  Turns out, it’s hard to get inspired by the farmers’ market when you don’t go.  Ahem.

I totally forgot about making bread.  I almost threw together some beer bread today, just so I could say that I made bread this week. But the plan was to make baguettes to go with the ratatouille…and neither of those things happened. I bought a day-old (i.e., half-price) loaf of sourdough at Ravelin.  That’s…not even close to the same thing, but at least I didn’t pay full price?

The Home:

I called this week Keep because “maintain” sounds so boring.  Maintaining is going about my workaday life, just slugging along.  It reeks of stagnation. Keep, on the other hand, sounds more nurturing.  I’m keeping a home.  I’m keeping my space livable.

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You might be thinking, “What does it matter what you call it?  Just do it.” But that’s what I learned this week – it matters to me.  In fact, how I view this habit might just be the primary determinant of whether I keep doing it after summer’s over or go back to the way things have been.

Some things I learned this week:

  • Fifteen minutes hardly feels like any time at all.  I was surprised by how quickly it went by every day. The daily fifteen minutes in the kitchen was usually over by the time supper had finished cooking, so that didn’t seem like a big deal either.
  • I can do a lot in fifteen minutes.  I wanted to see if such a small amount of time would make any difference, and I also wanted to avoid getting burned out on my first week, so I stuck to the time limit pretty rigidly for this first round.  After only a quarter of an hour in every major area in the apartment, it looks ten times better than it did last week. I definitely cleaned up more than I messed up.
  • I don’t feel like I’ve spent any time cleaning this week.  This is the big one.  I am very protective of my schedule. If something seems like it’s going to take a lot of time, particularly long-term, I’m unlikely to stick to it. This even translates to people. The first sign that I’m really into a guy? When I don’t mind that he takes up a lot of my free time. So it’s important for a new habit to fit easily into the schedule without upsetting my daily flow.
  • In reality, I have spent a lot of time cleaning this week.  I have spent a collective three hours cleaning and organizing, which is about two and a half hours more than I usually spend.  But dividing the time up in a day-to-day process takes away the feeling that it’s some grand imposition, and that’s going to be what makes this new habit stick.

Overall, I am pleased with the week.  Now onto Week Two.

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Now that I’ve established why I’ve taken on this project, now here’s the how.

The taquitos, sandwich fixins, and cereal made it into the grocery cart on purpose.  I like them.  They are delicious and convenient, and making them doesn’t heat up the whole house.  As much as I would love for every meal to be a slow food treasure, I have two jobs and two manuscripts to finish by the end of the year.  So for me, a stash of emergency taquitos in the freezer is a vital part of a workable meal plan.

I just don’t want it to be the only plan.

This summer, getting it together means eating well and eating healthier without breaking the bank.  Specifically, it looks like this:

1. Baking two loaves of bread a week – one to eat and one to share or freeze.

2. Making at least three big (i.e., at least two servings of leftovers) meals a week:

  • One meal from my childhood – a little shout-out to Mom
  • One meal inspired by what I find that week at the farmers’ market
  • One meal that’s vegan (because I have not forgotten you, New Year’s Resolution)

Each week, I will post what I make and share a few recipes with you.

Getting it together also means getting my apartment in order.  With the help of Apartment Therapy (both the book and the website) and Unstuff Your Life, and of course, my mother, who is the loudest of the voices in my head, I have divided the process into twelve weeks.

This week, I will be initiating the daily maintenance schedule that I will continue throughout the twelve weeks (and hopefully forevermore). The schedule requires a mere 30 minutes a day, which is about 25 more per day than I currently average in a week.  The first fifteen minutes will focus on a specific area of the apartment, and the last fifteen minutes will be spent cleaning the kitchen.  The schedule is as follows:

  • Monday – entryway
  • Tuesday – living room
  • Wednesday – writing nook
  • Thursday – bathroom
  • Friday – kitchen (the whole 30 minutes)
  • Saturday – bedroom
  • Sunday – wherever needed

The majority of the remaining weeks will be spent deep-cleaning and organizing a specific area of the apartment:

  • Week 2 – The B Word – Budgeting for the project
  • Week 3 – Welcome – the entryway and kitchen table
  • Week 4 – Sustain – the kitchen
  • Week 5 – Entertain – the living room
  • Week 6 – Create – the writing nook
  • Week 7 – Wash- the bathroom
  • Week 8 – Stash – laundry closet and craft storage
  • Week 9 – Adorn – bedroom closet
  • Week 10 – Rest – bedroom
  • Week 11 – Reflect – review project and look ahead
  • Week 12 – Celebrate – party!

Every Sunday, I will post a list of specific goals for the week and maybe – MAYBE – a before picture. By the end of the week, I will post a progress report.

Like I said on Sunday, I am not my mother. She doesn’t bake her own bread, and I don’t grow my own vegetables.  I’m also lactose-intolerant and eat less meat than my parents do, so I reserve the right to adjust her recipes to fit my needs and tastes. And until I can afford to hire a full-time housekeeper (which, for the record, is one of the first things I’m doing if I should ever become inexplicably and grotesquely wealthy), my kitchen floor will probably never stay clean enough for anyone to eat off it.

And I’m okay with that.

But I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t want to be more like my mother.  I enjoyed living in a clean house, and I enjoyed the homey atmosphere created by the smell of a home-cooked meal.  I want my life to be more like that, and this summer I am going to make it so.

 

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March is my favorite month.  October is a close second, but it cannot compare to March, because March is my birth month!  The thing I was into the most was turning 39.  I received both yoga pants and wine as gifts, and I appreciated them, so clearly I am right on schedule with fulfilling the stereotype.

Winter persisted into the first week of the month and royally screwed up my class schedule, but I can’t even be mad about it.  It turned Spring Break into two weeks for me at the school where I teach, since I’m only there on Mondays.

Story Sessions had its first Story Feast (in-person meeting of local peeps), and ours was a small feast, but Marvia and I had fun hanging out at La Madeleine.

I got to spend a little time with Mom and Dad over break.  Mom had her first cataract surgery, so I went along to keep Dad company while he waited.

I took care of my friends’ dogs while they were out of town for about half a week.  While I was there, I had an uncomfortable realization. One of the dogs was dumb and needy but the sweetest dog in the world, and the other was smart and funny but also kind of an asshole.  I was dog-sitting every guy I’ve ever dated or liked.

I am also in the middle of two classes – Brandy Walker’s Be Course for Lent and the Reframing Collective through Story Sessions led by Jennifer Upton.  That’s why you’ve been seeing more pictures than usual.  I’m taking more.

Oh, and I got an iPhone.  This will be the first phone with a data plan I have had (I know, welcome to the 21st century, and I can stop churning my own butter now). I haven’t activated it yet, but I do have active plans to become addicted to Instagram.

Those are the highlights.  Here’s what was playing in the background.

To write:

I have Fishbowl mapped out.  I put the chapters in order.  I know how it’s going to end, and I know how I’m going to get there.  This is huge.

I have an idea that’s been brewing a while concerning the things people say to single people (and specifically, what I could stand for them NOT to say. . . just ever again).  So April, I’m going to write it out.  I’m going to bleed 2,500 words a day to see if I have enough words to start another project.  This could easily become a community project in the future, but for now, I’m going to see what I have to say about it.

My two favorite posts I wrote this month:

– My link-up piece for The Girls We Once Were, called Renaissance Girl.

– My answer to Andi’s prompt to give myself ten nuggets of writing advice.

To read:

– Rilke’s Letters to a Young Poet.  I loved it, particularly the parts about solitude.

Vonnegut’s Welcome to the Monkey House.  My favorite story was “Who Am I This Time?”

Stephen King’s 11/22/63.  Whose idea was it to have an 800+ page book for book club?  Oh, right.  Mine.  Well, I share the blame. I guess we all chose it. It’s a quick read, though, for 800 pages.  Because Stephen King.

Goodreads tells me that I am 11 books behind schedule on my reading challenge (100 books) for the year.  I would exclaim, “800 pages!” but that first book I read this year was really just a transcript of a speech, so I’m going to call it even.  I am trying to remember that I catch up in the summer and not let Goodreads psych me out. And maybe I could also remember that the world won’t end if I only read 90 books this year.

Some gorgeous things were written on the Internet this month.  These are my favorites:

When I Measure the Distance of God by Preston Yancey

Speaking Fear, Praying Shalom by Osheta Moore

You Don’t Have to Be Pretty – on YA Fiction and Beauty as a Priority on the Belle Jar

How Riding is Worship by Katie Rutledge

When World Vision Drops Me by Benjamin Moberg

The Internet has also been a tough place to be this month.  Lord, have mercy.

To watch:

Three words –

House.

Of.

Cards.

I watched both seasons in three days.  I couldn’t look away.

I am avoiding Psych and Scandal spoilers.  I’ll watch them after the semester’s over, when I can devote the appropriate measure of time to them. I think I’m actually going to start Psych over and watch from the first season.  That will give this season time to come out on DVD so that I can have it for my very own.  I love that show.

I finally saw Catching Fire. I liked it just as much as I liked the first one. As much as I like the story, I feel that I should have more to say about it, but no.

I had a nice time this weekend re-watching one of my favorite movies – Under the Tuscan Sun – and drinking wine and eating my weight in pasta.

But my favorite thing that I saw this month?  Veronica Mars, of course.  These were the highlights for me (and I don’t think any of them are spoilery):

– Veronica is back with the old school pop culture references – “You weren’t planning on carrying me through the airport, were you?”

– “You should only wear this.” Both times.

– Logan leaning against the car.  Rewind and pause.

– Dax Shepard cameo, for the win.

– Mac’s hair.  If I could pull off short hair at all, this is the haircut I would wear forever.

There were so many other things I loved about it, but any time you could spend reading about them would be better spent watching it.

To hear:

The Be Course has me dancing as a spiritual practice and also eating very fattening things so that my spiritual practice needs to take on some movement lest I gain 50 pounds during the class. So music has been mostly house and trip hop.  My neighbors don’t even know what to do with me.

To eat:

I have had a lot of baked goods this month (observe the pear tart above).  Brownies, cookies, cake.  I am in a constant state of sugar high.  This has to stop.  Of course, it’s chocolate chip cookie week in our e-course, and I’m a very good student. . .

During the dog-sitting/House-of-Cards-watching days, I developed an unholy affinity for peanut butter puff cereal.  I enjoy both the Mother’s and the EnviroKidz (yes, with a z) versions of this treat. As with all sugar-laced cereals, I try to mix it with plain Cheerios or plain puffed corn or wheat, but I have had at least one bowl a day for the last half of the month.

On Saturday, I took the marinara that was left over from supper club and mixed it with browned sausage.  I shaved a liberal dose of Parmesan over the top and put it on pasta.  So simple, yet so perfect when paired with birthday wine.

I’m linking up with Leigh Kramer – come by and tell us what you’re into!

 

 

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February was a fun trip to meet dear ones from the Internet in person, a gathering, and weird weather.

It was affirmation, anxiety, a bit of melancholy, and a grounded feeling that I’ve been missing lately.  Welcome back, old friend.

I attended the IF: Gathering in Austin, and I stayed with Story Sessions sisters at a house in Dripping Springs. The conference was good and nerve-wracking and triggery and crowded and inspiring and loud.  The stay at the house was relaxing and lovely and easy (for the most part). And Nicole and Jennifer gave me shells and found poetry (don’t judge their gift by the quality of the picture above).

February weather is on crack.  I mean, I know I am in Texas, so I guess I am used to it.  But it was icy the first half of the month and 60-70 degrees the second half.  And today it’s “icy” again.

Here’s what I was into this February:

To write:

I am on schedule with my goal to write 100 blog posts this year.  I totally count posts that I guest-write for other places.

One of my poems was featured on the Story Sessions site – How It Begins and Ends

Possibly the most important thing I will do this year – guest praying as part of Osheta Moore’s Standing our Ground…in Prayer series

I am also on schedule with Fishbowl word count.  It might actually get finished this year!

To read:

I read about poetry and food this month.  More accurately, I read books that made me want to go to places.

My favorite poetry was Mary Oliver’s A Thousand Mornings.  It makes me want to go back to Cape Cod.

I finished Plum: Gratifying Vegan Dishes from Seattle’s Plum Bistro.  There’s not much chance that I will ever make any of the gorgeous dishes in this book, but if I decided to, there’s plenty of detail in the recipes.  There is a great chance, however, that I will make a point to visit the Plum Bistro the next time I’m in Seattle to taste the gorgeous dishes in this book.

My favorite thing that I read in February was probably Style Me Vintage: A Guide to Hosting Perfect Vintage Events.  When and if, at long last, I finally get married, the bachelorette party will be a Speakeasy.  I already have the playlist started and half the menu planned (and by “half the menu,” I do mean the beverage portion).

To watch:

This month, I learned what everyone was raving about.  Downton Abbey and Sherlock.  I love Downton Abbey, but I need to own Sherlock and watch it forty-two times and maybe write some fanfiction.

I also started watching The Following.  My boss suggested it, and I agreed to give it a try, because I love me some Kevin Bacon.  I don’t know if I can recommend it, because you guys – this show freaks me out.  It’s so damn creepy.  I wouldn’t wish the emotional and mental torment this show has put me through on anyone.  I am also attracted to the serial killer on the show, and I am a little uncomfortable with that. If you watched Dexter or Breaking Bad, you can probably handle it.  I’m just not used to this sort of thing. But it’s so good, so I just can’t quit it.

To hear:

Because I’m super excited about the Veronica Mars movie, and I’m currently reading Welcome to the Monkey House (Vonnegut), it just seems fitting that February would be full of The Dandy Warhols.

Also, Stephanie Trick on piano makes me miss my piano:

And I have basically been listening to every version and spoof of Let It Go I can find.  Here are my favorite three:

To taste:

So, on the way home from Dripping Springs,  Adela and I stopped at Rolling in Thyme and Dough.  Weird name.  GLORIOUS BREAKFAST SANDWICH. Egg and cheese on a croissant….with pesto.  Also, it’s just a cute place.  It would not be unreasonable for you to travel from wherever you are just so you can enjoy this sandwich.

This pales in comparison to the Breakfast Sandwich of Glory, but I have also been on a chicken salad kick.  I normally despise mayonnaise, but occasionally, I just have to have chicken salad.  My favorite – rotisserie chicken (because I totally cheat and get my chicken already roasted at the Kroger), Vegannaise, red grapes, celery, and pecans on rye.

I’m linking up with Leigh Kramer – go over and see what everyone is into!

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This month January was fast.  I just don’t know where it went.

The semester started, and then it just took off.  I only have the one class this semester, so it seems like a year goes by between teaching days.

I made resolutions and chose my one word.

I started Story 101, and you’re going to hear a lot about that.  Yes.  Even more than you already have.  It seems that every other post is from a prompt from the class.  If you haven’t taken it, go ahead and follow the hyperlink above, because the spring session starts soon, and you don’t want to miss out!

Here are some other things I’m into:

To write:

I had the honor of guest posting as part of Preston Yancey’s series on what women want from the church.  That was scary and also fun.

I worked on some of my WIP, but not as much as I planned.  Other than the guest post (which I actually wrote in December), it’s been a bit of a blah writing month.

To read:

It has also been a light reading month.  I have been reading books on writing for the ecourse, and so far, May Sarton’s Journal of a Solitude has been my favorite.

To watch:

Ah, the reason that writing and reading have gone the way of the VCR this month…

My habits clearly think we’re still on holiday, because I’ve been watching way more TV than I usually do.  I got several seasons of Friends from Michelle and Steve for Christmas, so I have been reliving happy times.  That scene in The One With The Blackout where Ross gets attacked by the cat while the group is inside singing Top of the World?  I still laugh just as hard now as when I first saw it.  That’s just good TV. And nostalgia has not changed my unpopular position – I just don’t give a flying fig about Ross and Rachel’s relationship.  I know I’m supposed to care deeply, but I do not.

Parks and Recreation – I don’t want to talk about it.  I just want to let it know that I saw what it did. *stern face*

Community – I’ll talk about that. Nathan Fillion, how are you so adorable? Okay, that’s pretty much all I had to say on the subject.

As far as movies go, I went to see Frozen again, and this time I took my sister.  I love this movie.  I’m pretty critical of Disney, and I still have a couple of it-might-have-been-nice-ifs, but overall, I love it.  I even have a post planned to discuss the depths of my love for this movie, and that doesn’t happen very often.  It’s rare that I am able to invest in characters so quickly.

To hear:

I really love this song:

It makes me miss tango.  I’ve been feeling dance-y lately and listening to a lot of this-would-be-a-good-tango-song songs.

To taste:

Most of my meals lately have been odd combinations of frozen holiday leftovers. The most memorable was the taco roast-kale-Parmesan quesadillas.

I also made a pretty fantastic batch of Burgundy Beef after I had a glass of a disappointing wine.  It certainly redeemed itself in the dish.

My favorite thing I made all month, though,were my vanilla coconut waffles.  I could eat these every morning for the rest of my life.

So that’s my month.  I’m linking up with Leigh Kramer, so hop on over there to see what everyone else is into!

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Our Fudge Obsession

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The day after Thanksgiving is one of my favorite days of the year. After the feasting from the previous day, my family is still at my parents’ farm. We don’t go shopping. We don’t go to town to the Treasure Hunt. We play Christmas records, get out Christmas decorations, and make homemade candy.

Some of the candies change from year to year. Mom’s favorite is the Texas Millionaire. Aunt Gale’s favorite is Divinity (blech).

And we always have at least one type of fudge.

When we were little, my sister and I didn’t really like fudge. We weren’t fond of dark chocolate, and we were generally content with store-bought candy. This was unacceptable to my mother, so one year, she made Fantasy Fudge. It’s a light, milk chocolate fudge. I think she got the recipe off the back of the Marshmallow Creme jar. For a long time, it was my favorite.

As our tastes matured, we started to like Mom’s chocolate peanut butter fudge, which is very similar to this recipe. Her use of a variation of this fudge as the frosting to her chocolate cake probably helped us make that transition.

Yes. You read that right. My mom uses fudge to frost her chocolate cake. Go and do likewise, but make sure that you have a nice place to lie down afterward, because you’re going to need it.

Mom is particular about a lot of things, but the process of candy-making takes her pickiness to a whole new level. There is a right size and shape for every candy. There is a right way to pack them. And every year, she reminds me that the fudge has to get to exactly 235 degrees, or it won’t set up, and then we’ll be forced to eat it straight out of the pan with a spoon or slathered on macaroons or vanilla wafers. And wouldn’t that be terrible?

If by “terrible,” one means “glorious,” then yes. Yes, it certainly would.

And that is the beauty of fudge. It’s not difficult to learn to do well, but even if you mess up (assuming you don’t scorch it – that really is terrible), you’ve still got a pan of butter, chocolate, sugar, and cream, so the end result is going to be wonderful, no matter what it looks like.

If I’m making fudge for other people, I’ll make one of the recipes above. They’re both crowd-pleasers.

But if I’m making a special fudge treat just for me, I make it vegan, and I make it pour-able.

This recipe has many uses. It’s good on waffles. It’s good on fruit. And it’s amazing when poured over a chocolate espresso cake.

Vegan Hot Fudge

In a double boiler, whisk together and heat, stirring often:

  • 1 cup full-fat coconut milk
  • 1/2 cup baking cocoa

When it starts to steam like it’s about to boil, whisk in:

  • 4-6 Tbs (to taste) agave nectar (I also have used maple syrup or a simple syrup that I had left over from cocktail night)

At this point, if one were so inclined, one could stop and enjoy it as a nice drinking chocolate. One might also find this to be a pleasant addition to coffee.

But if you’re committed to hot fudge, stir in:

  • 1 Tbs coconut oil
  • 1 Tbs each of vanilla extract and bourbon (unless you’ve had the foresight to make your own bourbon vanilla. Then just add two tablespoons of that).

If you want a thicker sauce, add a little (1-2 tsp) cornstarch with the cocoa at the beginning.

Remove from heat and pour into a glass jar to cool. I imagine that it will keep in the fridge for about a month, but mine never lasts that long, so don’t hold me to that.

My hot fudge might be a fairly distant cousin of the fudge I grew up with, but it still brings back memories of home, family, and tradition.

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Vanilla Coconut Waffles

My sister and brother-in-law got me a waffle-maker to replace Old Faithful that finally died a sad, smoky death early in the fall, so naturally, I was itching to use it.  What better way to do so than to introduce my first vegan treat of the year?

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Food photographer, I am not.  Ignore the towel.  Concentrate on the golden brown fluffiness.  Also, my vintage Fiestaware is super cute.

Moving on…

These waffles are the result of various trials and recipes.  I consulted this recipe from allrecipes.com and Mark Bittman’s How to Cook Everything to help guesstimate the ratio of the ingredients.  Then I deleted and substituted those ingredients to make them vegan.  Then I squinted and fussed and bent the ingredients to my will until the batter looked like it should and produced what I wanted.  I like a crisp waffle, but some people like them puffier, so if you’re one of said people, just beat the batter for an extra minute or two, and that will help it out.

I also flat-out ignored the piddly 1/2-teaspoon – 1 teaspoon nonsense with the vanilla.  I didn’t measure what I used exactly, but I did pour it like I was about to do a shot.

Vanilla Coconut Waffles

Yields 6-7 waffles

1.  Preheat waffle iron and brush with coconut oil.

2.  Sift together:

  • 2 cups AP flour (I’ve also done these with whole wheat, but ease up on it if you do – 1 3/4 cup at most)
  • 3 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt

3.  In a separate bowl, mix together:

  • 1/2 cup Earth Balance (I use soy free) or coconut oil (my personal preference), melted and cooled
  • 1 tablespoon of sugar
  • 1 3/4 – 2 cups (start with 1 3/4 and add more if the batter looks too thick at final mix) full-fat coconut milk
  • 1 healthy dose (around 1 1/2 tablespoons…or to taste.  Whatever.) vanilla extract

4.  Mix the contents of both bowls together, adding more coconut milk if the batter looks too thick (i.e., moves more like molasses than waffle batter).

5.  Stir in about a cup of shaved coconut (I use unsweetened, but sweetened is fine, too).  Mix thoroughly.

6.  Pour onto waffle iron.  When it stops steaming, it’s done!

I love breakfast, and I especially love these waffles.  They are a quick fix, and they freeze beautifully.  Enjoy!

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