Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Confession: Soulshine Pizza

Let's start from the beginning. A month or so ago, one of my best friends and I started a club known as BEA or Bad Eaters Anonymous. It's a group for people who eat healthy or are trying to eat healthy, but need support when they have unhealthy cravings.

I've got a BEA confession to make: I ate part of this tonight and it was good. Oh, so good.
This would be the HALF pulled pork BBQ nachos from Soulshine Pizza. Shoot me now (or rather, give me an Immodium).  My mom and I couldn't even finish half of it. The waitress showed us the platter sized whole portion, which could easily feed eight people.
Of course, washed down with a jar of Blue Moon. Can't get much better than that.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Mish Mash

I have been so busy, it's hard to catch my breath! Let me start from the beginning, back at Father's Day weekend. My dad has started branching out into different beers and he loves Blue Moon! He was drinking it without the orange, so of course I had to hook him up right for Father's Day. I'm officially that girl that gives her dad beer for Father's Day (along with a gift certificate to Fresh Market, mind you).
We also had my uncle's 60th birthday party. It was so much fun, especially with petit fours from Primo's!
This weekend, my mom was also taking care of my cousin's son, Andrew. We buy him cookies as big as his face, because we can.
Marika and I ran into Campbell's this week as well. Mitchell had a cake pop that took an accidental dip too far into the chocolate and off the stick, so I got to taste test it for free. Nothing wrong with it as far as I'm concerned!
They also had cute gator tea cookies too...
The other day, it was raining and pouring for the first time in ages, but it didn't keep Sital from calling me to go to Walker's. The redfish sandwich is to die for.
Last night, I had dinner at Aladdin. You can't go wrong with the hummus with lamb. Just sayin'!
Here's to a great weekend!

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Series of (Un)Fortunate Events

Tonight will go down as the "Series of Fortunate Events."

Let's start from the beginning: After work, I headed to the gym to try to piece together a workout after eating a little-too-big slice of cake when our office had a surprise wedding shower for a co-worker. On the treadmill, I get a text message from my roommate saying that our fridge was not cold... at all. Dang.

I should have suspected as such because we noticed earlier this week that our ice cream was melting.

I get home and the roommate has gone to her parents' house for a cooler and to get ice from their big ice maker. She comes home about twenty minutes later and asks if I'll help her get the coolers from her car. Sure, I can handle that.

Roommate heads out first and then I shut the door to our house. She gets one cooler while I get the other. We walk back up the stairs and roommate tries to open the door. It's locked.

"Are you sure it's not jammed?" I ask. Panic is rising in my voice.

No. It's not jammed, it's locked. Great.

Standing their with these crazy coolers, a hot fridge, no keys, no phones, all we can do is stand there and laugh. What to do? For security reasons, we don't keep a set of spare keys outside our house, but plenty of our family members have them. But, how to call them?

Off the top of our heads, we decide to walk three blocks to our friend's house, hoping he's home. Walk there. Knock. No answer. 


We turn and walk back towards our house. At this point, I'm going to be as neighborly as possible and knock on any door close to us. First, I knock on the white house across the street, home to a sweet old lady who always said if we needed anything, let her know. Well, I need a phone and I was letting her know. Even though her car was there, no answer. Bummer.

"Ok," I say. "Let's go across the street."

I knock on our nice neighbors, Margaret and Brent's, house. They welcome us in and give us their phone. Would we like some wine or beer? (Thinking about it, did it look like I needed it?) At this point, I'm too hot and tired for that. First call roommate's brother, who lives on the other side of the neighborhood, but he doesn't answer. Dang.

I call my parents' house, in which my mom answers laughing. Sure, my sister will be there soon. We chat with our neighbors and catch up on who's who around the street and who are the new people that have moved in. We even got invited to the Garden Club (which doesn't garden at all, but rather drinks wine and has fun book swaps and cooking classes once a month), which I plan on joining. 

We walk back to our house and wait a minute or two for some keys to arrive. My two sisters pull up, no doubt laughing at my expense. It's just not like me to get locked out of the house.

So relieved to get the keys, I bound to the door, confidently put the key in the knob and try to turn it. No dice. These look like the right keys. Somehow, they are the wrong ones. We try them on the back door. Again, no dice. 

Oh my gosh.

"At least we have a car now. Let's go to your brothers' house and get his keys," I say to the roommate.

All four of us jump in my sister's PT Cruiser and drive on. We weave through the neighborhood and pull up to the curb as my roommate's brother sits on his front porch. With a puzzled look on his face, they find the keys and we head back towards home.

Pulling up to the house, I'm nervous. What if this copied set doesn't work either?

In a valiant leap over the ditch worthy of the last five minutes in any captivating movie, my roommate runs to the front door with the key. So excited, she can't even get the key in right. 

Key is in the knob. It turns. We are in.

I've never been so thankful.

Monday, June 13, 2011


Man, I have been busy, busy, busy. Starting Friday, the Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church was in town and I was there for most of it each day through Sunday. It was awesome and tiring all at the same time.

Back to work, I'm as cool as a cucumber.
Actually, that's not necessarily true. After work I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood and by the time I got home, I was dripping in sweat. I could not think about eating anything but a whole, cool cucumber cut up with a little balsamic vinaigrette. I have a feeling I'll be eating this pretty often. 


Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Sweet Tater

One of the perks about being a Foodbuzz Publisher is that from time to time, companies want you to review their products through the Tastemaker Program. When I got an email a few weeks ago asking if I wanted to try some sweet potato fries, of course, I said I would. Who am I to turn down a perfectly good sweet potato, right?
What I got were Ore-Ida's new sweet potato fries. Let me up front: yes, they gave me a free coupon to try these, but this is my opinion. I've tried them on two separate occasions now to test them out and they've been really good and really just OK. The oven has a lot to do with it. 

The first time I tried them was as my parents house when they were grilling hamburgers (and a salmon burger for me). When I cooked the fries then (at 400 degrees Fahrenheit for 17 minutes), they were perfect. Crunchy on the outside, almost creamy on the inside. Today, slapping them in the oven before it was pre-heated after getting home from work, they were just OK. Sometimes it pays to follow the cooking directions, am I right?

So, I have to say, if I'm going to eat a bagged sweet potato fry over my own sweet potato fry recipe, this may just be what I use. I haven't seen many sweet potato fry products on the market, so that's pretty exciting to see them trying something new.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Ayam Masak Kicap

Sometimes what I make for dinner comes as a complete accident. This is one of those dinners. 

Whenever I see something good on a blog or website, I file it away in a special Gmail folder for recipes and blog ideas. Having about 15 minutes left until work was over, I opened up the folder to find a certain recipe I thought was in the folder. I didn't find what I was looking for, but I happened to open up this recipe and I knew I had to make it: Ayam Masak Kicap. 

Don't let the name fool you. Yes, it's Malaysian, but it's the easiest recipe. The author even said her father wouldn't consider it a recipe because of the simplicity. While I wouldn't go that far, I have to say, I am going to be making this dish again and again. Not only is it easy and cheap to make, it packs a punch of flavor. Plus, I get to use my big wok, which is always fun.

Ayam Masak Kicap
[adapted from this recipe]
1.5-2 chicken breast, cut into 1 inch cubes
5 T light soy sauce
3 T sugar
1 tsp. white pepper
Sesame seeds (optional)
Parboiled white rice

Heat 2 tsp. of oil in wok and cook chicken until browning. Add in soy sauce, sugar, and pepper. Cook on medium low heat for 8-10 minutes until sauce simmers and thickens. If desired, add in sesame seeds. Serve chicken over bed of rice (I prefer brown or parboiled white), pouring leftover sauce over chicken and rice, serving immediately. Serves 2-3.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

THE Guac

Can we just slow down time a little bit? I can't believe it's June already. With the heat upon us, I've had a big craving to guacamole lately. Not just any of the green stuff, the recipe from my favorite place, Babalu
Lucky for me (and now, for you), the restaurant spilled the beans on the recipe in a magazine recently. I had to make it!

Babalu Guacamole
2 whole avocados, halved and seeded
1 lime, juiced
1 T green onions
1.5 T finely minced red onion
1.5 T finely chopped sun-dried tomato
1 T cilantro (optional)
Salt to taste

Remove flesh from avocado and add in all ingredients. Sprinkle salt evenly to incorporate. Mash with a potato masher to incorporate. Keep mixture somewhat chunky and serve with chips. Serves 2-4.
I could eat this stuff way too often. Way, way, way too often.

Make this and drink a margarita for me, OK?


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