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Pride

Saturday was packed for me.  I woke up early, went for a quick 2 mile jog, showered, caffeinated my face, and hit the road.  Off to Glendale! Both my cousin and aunt are preggo.  It’s really cool.  This is the first child for my aunt and uncle and I’m pretty excited to be getting a new cousin.  I only have two cousins, so getting a third is a big deal.  And since we are (thus far) a family of girls, he will be the male heir carrying the family name on.  The fact that I… Read more >

Fig Friday

I’ll fly through the beginning of this post and get the part when (part of) my family is in town!! So tired I couldn’t even scoop my oats into the bowl.  They were made with oats, buckwheat, apples, cinnamon, and vanilla stevia.    Lunch was shake ‘n bake.  Minus the bake.  I just love using tupperware with lids to get dressing in every nook and cranny.   This is especially important when it’s a delicious dressing like Follow Your Heart’s vegan caesar. It helps if you sing while you do it: shake shake shake, shake… Read more >

Another maoz meal

So my last post left off with us wandering the Latin Quarter attempting to locate the Pantheon.  Well, we did eventually find it. Pantheon means “every God,” which is weird considering it’s (now) a secular sight.  But originally it was a church, built for and dedicated to St. Genevieve (the patron Saint of Paris).  This Genevieve chick was quite the good luck charm for the French.  She protected Paris from the Barbarians in 500 AD and was then buried at the Pantheon.  Thousands of years later, Louis XV credited her for his recovery from serious… Read more >

It may not be summer, but I’m still roasting

Ok, I know.  It’s semi-odd to be roasting winter squash in June, right?  But I had a butternut and delicata squash hanging around the kitchen and figured I better seize the day. So I hacked my way into them, lubed the skin down with coconut oil, and popped ‘em in the oven at 375. I made sure to salvage the seeds to roast too.  They are loaded with iron and (quite frankly) delicious.  Those didn’t get coconut oil though.  They were sprayed with PAM and sprinkled in salt.  Nada mas, nada less. I took the… Read more >

maoz végétalien

Day three in Paris started similar to the rest, alarm clocks and coffee shops.  Yes shops, plural. Starbucks has soy milk, so the lactose intolerant people went there.  Paul has buttery pastries, so the dairy consumers went there. Sadly, Paul doesn’t allow photography inside.  I know that because I got in trouble the first time I went in, camera raised.  The second time I channeled my inner paparazzi peeping Tom and got these shots. Even loitering a few feet from the doorway (like a creep), I could smell how delicious their treats were.  Melted butter… Read more >