Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Not Your Average Cornbread...



Why?  Well, for starters, because it's not made with corn.

[cue cricket chirps for awkwardly long pause]

Aside from gluten and dairy, I also have a sensitivity to corn.  I discovered it in the year or so after removing gluten from my diet, when my diet took a marked turns towards increased indulgence in corn tortilla chips with guacamole and salsa, popcorn, and delicious breakfast tacos, enchiladas, and tamales. I am in Texas, after all.  However, after eating these items, more and more I was being seized by seemingly inexplicable abdominal cramps along with hives all over my body.  One would think that after discovering a major food allergy that I would be better able to put two and two together.  But I honestly think that at the time, after suffering from food for so long and finding actual relief that didn't come in the form of a pill, I wanted gluten-free to be "the answer."

Friday, December 26, 2014

White Bean, Sweet Potato, & Kale Soup


Hot, hearty soup on a cold Winter day.  

There's something magical about that combination, right?  I remember my grandmother always making soups and stews throughout the colder months, helping to bring heat within and keep the whole family resilient and strong against sickness.  The frigid wind, the biting frost, the ice underfoot, and the cold that made it hard to breathe - all of that was made much more bearable knowing there was hot soup waiting for us at home to enjoy together as a family.  

And while the Winters of central Texas are a far, far, far cry from the Winters of Michigan I experienced growing up [cue dramatic echo], there still remains an undeniable urge within me to follow the lead of my grandmother's spirit and make soups that will satisfy, ground, and heal during these months.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Challenging Illusions


This morning at 5:30am, I walked under moonlight through a grove of cedar and cypress trees on my way to the studio.  A chill hung suspended in the quiet darkness, the sparse commotion of cars on the highway sharing a quiet echo as I studied the stars.  And though I was embarking upon the day with barely 4 hours of sleep, it made me smile - both from happiness and recognition that sometimes we get exactly what we want in life.  

Though the "way" we get it can often seem perplexing at first.