Bit the bullet and bought the sauces needed to make a sauce: Spicy Thai Peanut sauce to top a rice bowl. I prefer brown rice, and this time around I topped with sautéed mushroom, roasted sweet potato, wilted kale, and raw yellow pepper, and of course THE SAUCE. JG has requested the rice bowls again … Continue reading Lots of Bowls
How is it that we want/need to feel extra close to our loved ones when adversity is upon them? Is it genuine? Is it emotional? Do we need to, or want to? Morality sets in. How is it that it's not always there?
Working for a vegan chef helps. She donated zoodles and her Thai peanut sauce to me one day. I think that was JG's first vegan meal. I was happy. Red wine is always a must, but that's not news. However, a Portugal red blend for 7.99 is. Enjoy your weekend.
Day three being a vegan. I made 10 collard green falafel wraps with a cilantro pâté. A lot of sunflower seeds used. But good enough I was craving one when I got home from work today. I went on a 45 min. power walk with 15 min. stretches afterwards. A photographer was there shooting two young … Continue reading Take a Look at Yourself
So it's Day One of veganism. Nuts n grapes so far and it's nearing noon. Walking laps around Sexton Mountain Park. Overcast heat. A small airplane flies by. JG coaches. I bought a spaghetti squash. We cooked it 40min., perfect time for a sunset drink on the rooftop, met our new neighbors. I grabbed a fork … Continue reading Going Vegan.. And Mom Already Called to Ask Why
J and I went thrifting yesterday. There is a huge warehouse not to far from our place. I spotted a mustard yellow vintage sectional piece with embroidered light yellow flowers on it just when we were about to call it quits for the day. It was the perfect size for us. They originally asked $40.00, … Continue reading Sunday, February 19
The quest for parental guidance is still a mystery. I moved out West last summer with my boyfriend. We packed up his car with the few belongings we kept and hit the road. I found a job within two weeks of being out here. It seemed like the longest, most exhausting, and torturous two weeks … Continue reading Wondering Where It Started