One fateful day about two years ago, my mother (whom I lovingly refer to as “Betsy”) and I stumbled upon a kitchen appliance that would change our lives forever. We were browsing the shelves of Williams-Sonoma wistfully when we spotted a strange-looking item that we soon found out was called a spiralizer.
I had heard about spiralizers before, of course, but it wasn’t until I saw one in person that I realized they could change my life. I became enthralled with the idea of replacing all the refined carbohydrates in my diet with noodly vegetable strands. A new and healthier me would emerge from the wilderness of starchy, processed pasta; I would face life with my spiralizer in one hand and a zucchini or root vegetable in the other. Read more
New York City has been hot this summer. I don’t just mean “oh I went for a run and now I’m all fit and sweaty” hot. I mean “I stepped outside for two seconds to go buy a donut and I am now melting into little puddles on the sidewalk so please watch where you are walking” hot. Needless to say, it’s been rough. I’m constantly searching for ways to beat the heat, usually by fanning myself with whatever paper product is within reach.
Earlier today, I was lounging in my apartment in a pool of sweat when I realized what would make the summer heat a little more bearable: good, old-fashioned, freshly-squeezed lemonade. Inspired by Smitten Kitchen’s Cucumber Lemonade recipe, I headed to the market for the aforementioned cucumber and lemons.
It would be an understatement to say a lot has happened in my life since my last post. In the span of two months, I traveled to London (again); got engaged to the man of my dreams; graduated from college; landed an internship at Food & Wine; moved to New York City; went to London another time, then to Brussels, then back to NYC; and finally, started planning a wedding. My own wedding. In London. (Cue high-pitched girlish shrieks.)
Perhaps the only thing that has been consistent recently is my lack of blogging… but today I am going to change that, too.
I figure a good place to start is with my recent trip to Europe. As a graduation celebration, I went with my fiancé, Leo, and two of our friends to Rock Werchter, a music festival in a little village in Belgium. We camped out, drank a lot of beer, ate a lot of deep-fried spring rolls, and saw a lot of amazing musicians be amazing. (Note: I have never before in my life fangirled as hard as I did when Death Cab for Cutie played Soul Meets Body.) Read more
I took a rather long hiatus from blogging over the past few months–I was so busy working on my thesis that I didn’t really have time to do much else besides snap a picture of my food and scarf it down before my rehearsals (besides that one time the recipe for my Mint and Coriander Yogurt Breakfast Tartine was featured on Yahoo Health). Now that I am done with all of my university coursework (!!!), this biddie is excited to spend more time in the kitchen.
This morning I was craving something simple and sweet. I decided to make a quick pan-roasted granola to feed my craving. I love pan-roasting granola because it is fast, easy, and ridiculously tasty. It also allows me to make single servings at a time so that I don’t end up eating a huge batch of granola all at once… yay for built-in self-control, am I right? Read more
London is by far my favorite city in the world. I was lucky enough to spend the past three weeks there visiting the people I love, seeing some pretty cool things, and eating incredible food. I ended up cooking a fair amount because of the tiny but glorious market located right by my boyfriend’s house in Herne Hill, which sells the most beautiful produce I’ve ever laid eyes on. Most days I would wake up, make coffee, go for a run, work on my thesis research, and make myself a cute little brunch. In the evenings, Leo and I would usually cook dinner (he did most of the work) while watching episodes of MasterChef Professionals (the best show to grace television screens). Pretty much my idea of a perfect night in.
I also ventured out some days to explore. My friends and I played tourists at The Globe and Tate Modern, bummed around Brixton, and went clubbing in Camden (slight cringe). This past weekend we even took a little road trip to Bath and Bristol that may or may not have ended with a six hour tow back to London after Leo’s car broke down on the A4 (the struggle was, in fact, real). Despite that minor drawback, we had a great trip. It was mostly planned around food and every place we went never failed to impress.
Here, in no particular order (mostly because I am too emotionally attached to all of these foods to rank them), are my favorite eats from my January in Londontown: Read more