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- Feeding Friends: Oven Roasted Teriyaki Pork Tenderloin with Maple-Ginger Glaze
- Meatless Monday: Greek Baked Stuffed Tomatoes with Rice (Yemista)
Health, Hedonism & All the Delicious Things In Between
Category Archives: Lifestyle
The liquor cabinet may not seem like an obvious extension of your kitchen pantry. But it is indeed the final frontier of my hoarding tendencies. As I mentioned last year in this post, I’m not the biggest mover and shaker when it comes to cocktails. For a date night, it just seems like a hassle to whip up 3 types of infused this and that to create something intricate and swoon-worthy. And mixing bespoke concoctions to order for more than ten people isn’t exactly fun either.
As much as the blogosphere makes me aspire to be a true frontierswoman—grinding, fermenting and canning my food into homemade pantry creations—the truth is I simply don’t have that kind of time. Recreating Juice Press’ almond-tamari kelp noodles is my idea of a fun DIY project, not making said almond butter from scratch. Though I tip my chef’s hat to all the DIY gods and goddesses out there, if I’m being honest with you and myself, I get a lot of help from packaged food brands. I’m not talking quick fix microwave pizzas. Rather, the things I stock are gateway cooking products (a jar of tomato sauce, perhaps an occasional gluten-free crust). Gateway cooking products aren’t a meal in and of themselves. But they often shave off precious weeknight time in the kitchen. And because I try to buy consciously, I rely on brands … Continue reading
It’s been a whirlwind first two months of the new year, and frankly, I’m still not quite sure where February went. Perhaps I had a sober blackout, since Charlie and I decided to do a dry month, which lead to a lot of metaphorical tears collecting in my water glass. (More on that later.) When we got back from Brazil in January, I felt a little lost. The book was in. And though I had a mountain of emails to catch up on (what happens when you put an out of office up for 5 months straight), I didn’t quite know what to do with myself. The weeks felt busy, but at the end of them I couldn’t put my finger on what I’d actually done. I was excited to get back into the blog groove, but couldn’t quite decide … Continue reading
Being both a dedicated foodie and movie buff, Oscar night is one of my favorite occasions of the year to put on my hostess hat, get pun-y with the menu, and stuff my face with food while starving starlets parade down the red carpet. Last year I was super negligent and forgot to round-up some Best Picture themed recipes for your Oscar night party. So for 2016, I took it up a notch with a fully coursed menu, full of homemade bear claws, mars bars, Big shortbread cookies, and Irish-Catholic favorites.
One of the reasons I started The Wellness Project was to try to figure out what products (including foods) are actually worth the money we spend on them. For years I felt like I was bleeding green on everything from foam rollers to green juice to magnetic back braces. My experiments were designed to cut the fat and focus on the bigger picture. But of course, despite my attempt to be discerning, I acquired lots of things along the way that are still collecting dust in my hallway.
During moon sister month of my project, I wanted to put all the pieces of my lady puzzle together and better understand how I can fuel my life, love, and desires according to my cycle. Part one was learning to chart my fertility, which I started experimenting with back in May. Some amazing new apps have made the process that much easier, though there are still some lifestyle annoyances (more on those below). The second part was about getting in tune with my flow; exercising and eating according to my moon time to promote healthy balanced hormones.
One part of being a New Yorker, in addition to lifelong bagel consumption and a penchant for sidewalk road rage, is being proud of our drinking water. I don’t know why that is. But I grew up with an inexplicable loyalty to the deliciousness of our dirty city tap water. Perhaps there was some schoolyard propaganda campaign conducted by the department of sanitation that I’m forgetting about. But given our vibrant pollution-pink sunsets and what my feet look like in summertime after walking around all day in flip flops, it seems odd that I would think our water was on par with Poland Spring.