March 2011
31 posts
Olive Oil Chocolate Chip Cookies →
“Do you want some chocolate chip cookies?”
“You mean, like, normal chocolate chip cookies?”
“Mmm hmm.”
“No weird ingredients?”
“Mmm hmm.”
“I’ll have some!”
That’s pretty much the gist of the…
Chocolate Cupcakes with Peanut Butter Frosting →
Chocolate and peanut butter go together like peas and carrots.
However, you’re not going to see me making pea cupcakes with carrot frosting [actually don’t put it past me].
There were…
Curried Carrot Soup →
I really, really, really, really loved this soup.
However, pureed soups don’t keep me full for anything, so I ladeled it over coconut rice. If you like carrot and you like curry then you’ll love…
Creamy Pea Pasta →
Note to self: Stop shooting photos in the blue bowls. The coloring is horrible, and my photoshop skillz just aren’t good enough.
Side note: Andrew picked up a new 50mm 1.4, which means that when…
My heart stops beating
for just a moment when your
lips land on my neck.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
Chocolate Chip Peanut Butter Oat Muffin Tops →
I’m realizing more and more that I usually can’t follow a recipe perfectly. I either don’t have something the recipe calls for, or I feel absolutely compelled to try something new. Tweak it. Call it…
Cream Biscuits →
These were so good that the ants tried to invade the bag I stored them in. Should I fault them for having such good taste? They tried coming back into the house [I still have no idea where they’re…
Chipotle Beet Green and Bacon Scramble →
I had every intention of making a frittata type dish, but then the eggs didn’t want to cooperate. I turned them into a scramble so fast, they didn’t know what hit them. I showed them. I always win.
Couscous with Curried Cilantro Pesto →
I swear I have this tendency to modify every single dish I make. It’s out of necessity. I always miss one thing, so I make do with what I’ve got.
I’ve been enamoured with cilantro pesto since I had…
Sweet Potato Hummus →
I know a lot of you aren’t sweet potato fans, but I can’t help but love them. I think it’s my inner sweet tooth crying to get out. I love how sweet they are. They won’t ever replace my beloved…