Spring was almost here; we sprung forward only to be hit in the face with blowing snow.
The way I see it, selon moi, if I keep eating salads and spring-y foods, then maybe the cold and snow will melt away.
So here you have it, my Almost Spring Salad
Almost Spring Salad Recipe (gluten free; serves 1)
So, Whole Foods tweeted thus:
— Whole Foods Market (@WholeFoods)March 7, 2014
And I thus obliged:
Now, I hope you’ll forgive me for (a) my absence and (b) my lack of small talk, as I have been, and still am, drowning in papers. Take a quick starter salad recipe as a reminder that I am still here, and look forward to MANY new posts starting in May.
Vying for Spring Salad (serves 1 as either a starter or a snack)
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Sometimes things sneak up on you. One such thing is exam season. Another is the winter break. Et, tout a coup, you have only a few measly weeks to buy everyone a thoughtful gift and plan a solstice party. So, here’s an easy recipe that’s quick to execute. Hopefully these tasty taters will help get you through the December doom.
Sweet Potato Home Fries Recipe (Gluten Free)
Veganized by me:
Graham Muffins makes 12
So, my first week of university has officially come to a close. It’s 9 o’clock Monday morning, and I have nowhere to be until noon. I should be running right now, but, alas, the treadmill in my residence is broken, so I’ll run tonight at home. Home is a strange word for me right now, as I am not quite sure to where it refers. Is home my residence? Or, is home the house in which my parents live, and to where I will return in late May? In truth, Larry, my cat, lives with my parents, and home is where the cat is. Or heart, they’re synonymous really.
Home is also associated with warm baked goods, and the smell of freshly baked bread; whereas residence is associated with compromise and the smell of your suitemates’ bacon. I miss the smell of home, especially in the fall when I bake with pumpkin and cinnamon and the whole house smells like a festive treat.
Here are some recipes to smell up your house and get you ready for fall, or at least mask the smell of your suitemates cooking.
Caffè Americano - a must for any student
Happy fall everyone! Bon automne tout le monde!
Share your photos of autumn, and all your lovely fall recipes.
** Correction: In a previous blog post I stated that the university which I attend has 50,000 people. I was wrong, according to Toronto Life Magazine, the downtown campus (there are three campuses) alone has 71,000. I apologize for this error, as it was simply a case of not bothering to do the research.
What is happening right now? Could it be I have some free time? Impossible! I know I have been neglectful of the blog lately, which is especially bad since it is MoFO, but I have been very busy. Yesterday I went to my first university lecture. I was in a lecture hall with 1200 other people. Seeing as the university has roughly 50,000 students, I figure 1200 isn’t so crowded.
Here’s a recipe that is sure to take my mind off of classes and books, and the aneurysm caused by the bookstore receipt.
Tofu Brownies Recipe prep time: 10 min, total time: 70 min
(Part of the Breakfast 4-1 series)
It’s MoFo day two, and I have had a really long day. I moved today, into residence at the university which I attend. I just returned from a frosh event, and even though it’s only 9pm, I am ready to go to bed. I’ll have more free time tomorrow morning for a more elaborate post, but for now this must suffice.
Apple Cinnamon Oats 4-1
Today is September 1, which means it is the first day of Vegan Mofo! I don’t have a theme, or even a plan, but I will be participating! September, however, is not the best month in terms of having free time. As some of you know, I am starting university next week, and am moving to residence on Labour Day. After I move in I have frosh week, followed by one of my best friend’s birthday, and, finally, my first week of classes. I don’t even know if I’ll have time to make it to the annual Vegetarian Food Festival. Fortunately, my residence is suite-style, which means I have a private bedroom (which locks), and I share a living area, kitchen, and two bathrooms with five other women (two of whom are vegan, which makes sharing the kitchen a little easier).
University is all about starting a new chapter in one’s life, and falling off the cliff of childhood innocence into the abyss of adulthood, and no one is there to catch you. Well, there’s always muffins.
The rye flour in these muffins is a nod to the quintessential American byronic hero: Holden Caulfield, the catcher in the rye. The semi-sweet chocolate walks a line between absolutes, and captures the bittersweet nature of maturation and transition.
Chocolate in the Rye; or, Holden Caulfield Muffins (makes 6)
This past weekend, I was supposed to visit my grandfather. However, on Saturday I ended up getting new glasses. Just as I was supposed to visit my grandfather this weekend, I was supposed to get my classes on Friday. I ended up getting them on Saturday, because the first lenscrafters to which I went did not have the frames I liked in black, so I went to a different one the next day.
Here’s me with my new glasses (right).
The metamorphic magic which turns frames with lenses into spectacular spectacles takes roughly two hours. Seeing as I had some time to kill, I bought a new pair of jeans (at 40% off), and then went out for lunch. I went to Pizzaiolo with my mother. Upon walking in, I was disappointed that my favourite pizza option, the Whole Wheat Diana, was unavailable as a slice; however, upon overhearing my dissatisfaction, the (presumed) manager made a fresh pizza to be offered as slices! After the pizza I went across the street and got an iced coffee before heading to a small organic grocer. The produce was phenomenally priced, so, naturally, I bought quite a bit. I got organic sweet potatoes, fresh Ontario peaches and macintosh apples, zucchinis, and a big basket of blackberries. Indeed, I currently have more overripe berries than I can handle. I made muffins; my mother had them with her waffles; I made a crisp.
Blackberry Crisp Recipe