thai fried rice//an everlasting meal.

"tug your memories back into the kitchen with you and you'll

find yourself less separate from the idea of making food"

an everlasting meal//tamar adler

beauties!

i have been taking an everlasting bath

in the words, quotes and recipes of

tamar adler's amazing book an everlasting meal.

i have underlined (almost) every page and the amount

of little tomato decorated post it things holding the place

of reminders & recipes is comical.

tamar is sewing from a similar fabric

when she talk about permission, freedom

& inspiring us to turn on the fire

whether it be boiling water or stoking the oven...

it's the beginning to so many things.

she nourishes us with a refreshing simplicity

while in the same breath de-whelms our daily

conversation about gathering, cooking & eating.

this is the first time i have ever looked forward to

having left over rice....

one day, two day or even three day old rice!

she gives us a template (which i LOVE)

where you can make it your own

with whatever you have in the fridge...

thai fried rice

a natural pour//1 tbs of peanut or roasted peanut oil

2 shallots, sliced

1 thai bird's-eye chili (i do not do chile but you can!)

2 cloves garlic, smashed a bit & chopped up

1 cup or more of yesterday's rice (or 3 days old...)

salt & love

1/2 cup cucumber, radish or green tomato (did not measure this)

*i also threw some peas in there*

2 cups chopped cilantro, mint, basil or just cilantro (i only had parsley)

a big squeeze of lime

a bit of sugar

2 tsp thai fish sauce

optional: 1 fried egg per person 

i cracked two eggs open onto the batch while i was making it all 

it gave it a thickness i liked.. i mixed it in with a fork...

you can also fry the egg separate and add it on top

heat the oil in a wide pan or wok

you need enough surface area for each grain to fry..

let the oil get hot... you can even let it smoke a bit.

then add the shallots, chile, garlic and then the rice...

spread it all over the pan... let it fry then add the rest of the ingredients..

i loved the radish and cucumber in here too!

share the love

let me know

how you go 

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or how about: deeply nourishing you,

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you are a soft place to land...

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baby turnips & a new kind of terrain.

dearest beauties,

i am missing you

& your stories....

i am hungry to gather

hear how you are doing

life these days...

any new recipes? 

here is one i am working on....

i am hiking up some new terrain

my story is a mountain

that looks familiar

but with these new shoes

it feels uncomfortable,

awkward, not so stable

i am unsure

can it handle me and

my copper pots?

as i climb, i think about

creating a new kind of soup...

it's a combination of finely chopped letting go
sweating being seen and being heard
with a full cup of cream topped confidence
add a hand full of i can to the base of the broth
pour all the salt water you have
bring it to a boil then simmer
let it cook for as long you need

as the mountain gets steeper
i can smell the aroma
i can feel the heat
the pots are getting lighter
my feet feel higher
am i flying? 

i can hardly see

my heart

my hunger

maybe i need to shred

some loneliness into the soup

that will give it some thickness

i have no idea where i am going

everything feels old and new

at the same time

i am committed to

staying the course

and when i get there

(wherever there is)

i am going to drink this soup

in a tea cup i love

and call it a dayxxxx

AND...

buy some baby turnips

roast them on 400

with olive oil & love

for about 20-30 minutes

check them at 20

move them around

buy two bunches (or more)

they are so tender & lush on the inside

wonderfully strong on the outside

i am in love again

(the man i have been looking for :)

i eat these cold and hot

with eggs, salad, rice, everything

you will want to have them in your fridge

all the time... you can keep them in 

glass tupperware for 3 days at least

enjoyxxxx

fragile confession.

i woke up this morning, went pee, picked up a deliciously inspiring book, got back into bed, put my new readers on (yes, i am wearing glasses...) and stayed there. in bed. i stayed in bed reading. it's friday. it's a weekday. i read chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, i kept going till chapter 8. i said i would tell no one. uh-oh.

i am holding this sweet & fragile hope that i will do this again, soon. i do not want to wait until i am sick or by a pool in hawaii with a nanny to support this simple desire to feed myself in this way. it's been 8 years of waiting. it's not necessarily trending in our culture to stay in bed and read unless one is on vacation or sick. right? to just stop and listen to my body, to hear what she wants instead of what i automatically do. profound for a healthy weekday morning. no? 

the calendar for today read 'me time' which looks like this: wake up with the sun and/or two children fighting in our bed for our morning 'love' fest, brush baby teeth, brush my teeth, ask kids not to run in the bathroom, stretch super small leggings over my wintery white legs, exercise which means walk vigorously in the neighborhood for about an hour to beyonce on pandora, make a tea, figure out where to write, work on my resistance to write and meditate on how i have such little time for the novels of things i need/want to do (boring story) and hopefully get to work. the only issue with that plan is it's non-stop. it's go, go, go. it's my everyday. 

i am not feeling so hungry for that go, go, go but i keep cutting it up & putting it on the wood board. i keep eating it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. i want more of me and less of doing. i want to eat receiving. you can quote me on that one. i want to read all the books i keep buying. i want to drink the tea in the microwave that i find in there the next day.* i want to listen when my body says 'can we stay in bed and read for a bit?' there is no way i can give, give, give the out if i am not refueling with the in. right? it's an old song usually sung while making a soup. the healing, the in, the inner piece can be found in a hot pot of something. peeling carrots, sauteing onions. this is all true. i heal while creating nourishment to feed others. few birds, one stone.

what if i want to make some new soup? i am hungry for new soup.

then i get all crazy in the club with life, the huge needs, my resistance and before you know it another year has passed. i am going on record to say... i want to get off line and go IN-line... get inside again....nourish all the hungry bits...teaching, inspiring, creating, giving the permission from a place of being a bit more sated inside could get me to that hawaii feeling or just in bed for an extra hour with juicy words and my readers on. i will let you know how it goes. happy new year beautiesxxxx

*going to stop using the microwave in 2014 too*

salty honey pie.

====beauties====

it's another baked good

it's all i seem to be good for these days

don't give up on me

there will be more on carrots & kale soon

there was a lot of applause, applause, applause

for this one on thanksgiving

so i am giving the readers what they want

(i hope)

this is a great one to bring

to the holiday shmoliday gathering

salty honey pie

(inspired by lottie & doof)

GATHER

1 single pie crust

1 stick/1/4 lb unsalted butter

3/4(or less)of cane sugar

1 tbs cornmeal

1/2 tsp kosher salt

1 tsp vanilla

(or vanilla paste)

3/4 cup honey

3 large eggs

1/2 cup heavy cream

2 tsp white vinegar

1-2 tsp maldon sea salt

(for finishing)

FIRE

preheat oven to 375

in a medium bowl, mix butter,

sugar, cornmeal, salt & vanilla

stir in honey & eggs

one at a time

followed by cream & vinegar

they want you to strain this... 

i did not and i am proud of it. 

straining big amounts of sweet

sticky stuff is not my thing...

i gracefully poured

it all in the pie shell

that i did give a little

melted butter painting to..

then i put it in the oven

on a cookie sheet for any drips & drops

in the middle rack 45 - 50 minutes

turning it around once at the half mark

look for edges to be puffed up high, edges set

and no more liquid in the center

that means she's cooked!

COOL

let cool and then sprinkle maldon

salt all over it like below

serves 8 - 10

it's so sweet that

it could possibly

serve more

enjoy beauties

xxxx

this is what it looks like

what a beauty!

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i am being swept up inside the holiday vacuum of hurry hurry hurry land with the deepest desire to take a few minutes every two to three hours to stop. stop the doing, breathe in, even if it's crazy time & fill in the blank __________ read a poem, rest, spoon some goat cheese on a carrot, close my eyes, stretch my hips, drink a glass of water, make a tea & of course turn on the oven, throw something in it with olive oil and salt. i feel terribly guilty that i was not on the black friday, small business saturday, cyber monday, fuschia tuesday, abundance wednesday train. my staff is in paris and it's just me in the office these days. 

yes, i do have something to offer.

recently, i am discovering the sweetest gift in my work. in my travels, kitchen to kitchen, finding the flow between nourishing ourselves & the lives we lead, reconnecting to the love inside our child's handmade trivet or grandmother's chipped tea cup; i am realizing that the healing is all inside the cooking. the healing is inside turning on the fire, it's inside yellow & white carrots, watermelon radishes, oro blanco grapefruits, the healing is inside warming olive oil, pink salt, whole, unpeeled garlic, it's (even) inside boiling water.

we do not need to stop everything and then cook. we need to cook it out. when we cook together, we heal together. duh. (and we can figure out what peeler you need & move around your silverware drawer while roasting a chicken).

you shop, we cook. 
or we shop, we cook. 
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we heal
we nourish
we feel AMAZING.
repeat.

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thanksgiving.

it’s a thank you on thanksgiving

it’s a time to mash, to roast, to hug warmth

feasts laden with cobalt, sterling & boats of gravy

shine, shine, shine that silver

i am so grateful

and it’s one of those things that never fills me up,

I crave more

I want to thank the world

the threads in my clothing

the pores in my skin

the static in the dryer because I am so lucky to have a dryer, things like that

I want to hear what you are grateful for

and then I can say thank you for all of that too

I can fit everything into this huge belly

devouring this amazing life

it’s so important to drop down

to feel it all

to let that shutting down thing go

why be here?

why live life if you can’t feel anything or you only get to feel what you want? as though you are able to get down and deep into the molasses and pick and choose what feels good i 

wish or maybe I don’t but I was not given that choice this time around

I want unconditional

I want to feel it

I want to tear all of our clothes off and box this shit out

I want to peel it, shred it and then smear icing all over it

balance could work too

and then I want to drop down even deeper

like the big dipper, shine those lights, be who you are

most people will not understand and that’s ok

some people will hate you and that’s ok

i am so lucky that I have a body that loves me

i am so lucky

i am sad too

i am hurting with my heart so grateful, it’s potent with

rawness and fluffy like a yam soufflé

i am a feast

i am thanksgiving

all I want to do is thank you

and then I want to understand everything

wooden spoons, ivory iron clad casserole dishes,

amber glasses with iced tea

orange pekoe or English breakfast

she loved oolong and jasmine

but hot, at a chinese restaurant on a sunday

I want to know where I stand

where to hold your hand

so that I don’t hurt you

why are we friends

if all I do is hurt you

if you can’t tell me

then you don’t know me

I am growing everyday

I am thanksgiving

I am a survivor

how can you teach the class

if you have not survived

the way I have?

how can you be thanksgiving if I am thanksgiving?

what is this cul-d-sac sack in the middle of the highway?

I need to get around this

I need to drive past something that makes sense

I am lost and the maps burnt off the side of the boat

when I was praying for things like freedom and intuition and poetry sundried with copper river salmon

and it’s foggy in here

and I need some sunglasses

oh maybe this cat mask will do

it will lighten every one up and

I am grateful for being good at that too

banana curry cookies.

beauties!

introducing the

modernized

ginger snap

with a poem

hero

i am mashed up bananas

going whish, whish, whish

whipped by the paddle

stainless steel tub

i yearn for more.....

buuuuuutttttterrrrrrrrr

melting me

bumps in the road

every knot

nerve ending

GULP

i want to pack it up

light brown sugar

pat, pat, pat

pack me in

hold me down

tie my wrists

oh, not too tight

hand me a buoy

so i don't float

into the night sky

dollops of vanilla

1 beaten egg

foam and all

1/2 cup of chocolate chips

chugga chugga choo choo

i am on a train and the conductor

has no idea where to seat me

i am sticky, soggy, thick and tan

i have browned

all the spinning

'round and 'round

i am a hero

i need to sit down

slip into this crinkley

parchmont paper

oops i spilled me over

i need to lay down

totally surrender

to this round shape

i will eventually riiiissssseeee

i will grooooowwwwwwwww tall

and create a shape

i need all the heat i can get

i need to sweat this out

palm springs in july

i need hot hot hot

rise above

brown at the top

crisp on the sides

to know myself

in the heat

allow myself to let go

they will take me out

cool off on steel squares

i will try to avoid the nose

sniffing my survival

i have come so far

i am the little seed

no one is going to step on me

i cool down some more

i harden from the inside out

i am lucky

young eyes looking up at me

'mom, are they ready yet?'

the red head is talking about me

she wants me in her little watery mouth

baby teeth, small sweet tongue

i feel a lift

a body peel

that first bite

yummmmmmmmmm

i hear in the one ear i have left

i am a hero

i say to myself

i did my job here.

banana curry cookies

inspired by food52

*gather*

6 tbs unsalted butter, softened

1/4 cup light brown sugar, packed

1/4 cup granulated sugar

1/4 cup mashed ripe banana

1/2 tsp baking soda

1/2 tsp vanilla

1 cup all purpose flour OR cup 4 cup

1 tsp curry powder

pinch of salt

3 tbs unsweetened shredded coconut

fleur de sal for sprinkling

*heat it up*

preheat oven to 300

cream butter & sugars

mash banana & add baking soda (set aside)

in a bowl, mix flour, curry & salt

mix banana in with vanilla too

add the dry to wet

fold in coconut

drop on cookie sheet/parchment paper

by the teaspoonful (little bites)

for 14 - 16 minutes and then sprinkle

fleur de sal while still warm

YUMMMMMM

please share in the comments below

they are definitely my new fall fave!

enjoy beauties

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