This is a smoothie for people who hate smoothies.
Usually relegated to punishment for an indulgent weekend, brief but fervent moments of health-consciousness or intensely regimented diets, smoothies are often boring, unsatisfying and unappealing visually. Not to mention they virtually ALL use bananas as a thickening agent. Blech. Don’t tell me you can’t taste them in a smoothie – YOU CAN TASTE THEM and they taste like bananas.
But the real problem for me is, they are just so… smooth. Like eating nothing. Or worse, like eating something that FEELS like nothing and that you’re being forced to eat because you are unable to chew or perceive texture due to a tragic injury.
Smoothie bowls fix this egregious error of viscosity by making the smoothie play support to a riotous parade of interesting, textural toppings. Teensy, crunchy chia seeds, creamy and toothsome cashews, bumpy berries or chewy dried fruit – the possibilities are practically endless to liven up the uninspired smoothness of smoothies. Join me in making this Tropical Smoothie Detox Bowl, and together we can fix what is wrong with the classic blended meal.
Thanksgiving leftover brunch. Because stuffing your face with turkey and fixin’s every night at dinner for a week just isn’t enough.
No, let’s keep this party going DAY. AND. NIGHT.
Making a big, luxurious sleep-in and eat-late brunch is one of my most favorite things to do, and what better way to wrap up the holiday weekend than a poorly-veiled attempt to eat pie for breakfast? This years Thanksgiving was just me, Jason and Gizmo, so we had tons of leftover everything to reinvent all week long.
Katy always wanted a donut wedding cake.
Some girls like their fancy fondant, others their delicate swirls and dollops of buttercream, but no my sister has always danced to the beat of her own drum. Paying no heed to the restraints of wedding pretense, she held fast to the notion of a sugary, breakfast themed confectionary delight.
Though the notion would give traditional wedding-goers a case of the vapors, as co-Matron of Honor (with my other sister, Anna) and planner of the wedding shower, it was within my powers to satisfy this particular whim. And let’s be real, can anyone honestly resist the seductive lures of a towering donut cake?
Brunch-themed shower it is, then.
It’s only been a day since we left Playa del Carmen, and I’m already missing the flavors of Mexico (not to mention the luxurious summer heat, the lazy days by the pool, our palatial hotel bathroom, and the pleasures of room service and housekeeping :-P).
Though I’ve always loved Mexican food (or really, Tex-Mex, which is a totally different animal), I’ve always skewed more French or classic American with my cooking at home. Mexican food is so delicious and affordable at restaurants, we usually just default to that when a craving strikes (which is often); but after having exceptional coastal Mexican cuisine at our fingertips all weekend, I’m thinking I may need to expand my repertoire!
Do Your Dance at the Peach Jam
“Everybody get up it’s time to slam now
We got a real jam goin’ down
Welcome to the [Peach] Jam
Here’s your chance do your dance at the [Peach] Jam”
I was literally singing this out loud. All day, be-aproned and hovering over the stove with jam splatters on my face. That was a Space Jam reference, in case y’all missed it.