To all the mothers in my life. You are amazing. And to my own madre… Thanks for holding my hand when I was scared. Thanks for doing all the worrying on my wedding day so I didn’t have to. Thanks for teaching me how to cook. Thanks for instilling in me the value of family. Thanks for encouraging me to be me. Thanks for passing along the fast metabolism gene. Thanks for making sure our vacations are the perfect amount of nerdy. I love you.
My parents belong to a Country Club. You can roll your eyes. They are still hippies…they just like golfing too. And composting. Anyway. My dad’s on the Board of Directors and he’s been slowly pushing my vegan agenda. Look! Progress!! He asked for a veg meal and got a lima bean tofu chili. I’m so proud. :) To me, the Country Club scene is where preppy white people go to compare Rolex watches and Sperry Topsiders. And eat fancy food, like oysters, filet mignon, and foie gras. So tofu chili!?! Now we are making big… Read more >
I know I’ve mentioned it before, but I always always make a point to leave the hospital on my lunch break. Me + grassy area + yummy food = mid-shift mental vacation On weekend shifts especially, the village is slow and things feel mellow (regardless of the chaos that’s going down on the unit), so it’s nice to sit in the sun and Vitamin D it up. Do you eat at your office? Work cafeteria? Desk? Or do you break away from the job for meals?
Because happy mad cows come from California. Ugh. Let’s all just drink almond milk. It’s way more yummy anyway…just sayin’.
Somehow the topic of childhood cartoons came up the other day and I mentioned how much loved Popeye. It was one of my top three for sure. Yogi Bear and Woody the Woodpecker were other favorites. But the idea of Popeye chowing down on spinach and saving the world made me so happy as a wee one. Really. It still makes me happy. So does spinach. I wonder if I’d love leafy greens as much today if I hadn’t grown up on that cartoon? Remember this recipe for vegan creamed kale? Yup, I did it… Read more >