WIAW: Juicy-J

 

 

There I was strolling down the Whole Foods eating food of the shelves. I mean actually meandering through aisles with my hand in a large bag of pita chips, the other hand fingering a container of fresh guacamole.

Then I woke up. To realize I had two more days of my juice cleanse. @#$%

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Let’s rewind to Sunday night, which involved ten avid hands in the kitchen and five too many eclectic dishes. To complement the burgers (salmon burger for me), Japchae (Korean vermicelli), shrimp cocktail, Kimchi, and wine, some homemade frying techniques demanded testing. Lots and lots of testing.

Japchae:

Katie's twin, the vermicelli noodle bag

Katie’s twin, the vermicelli noodle bag

Zucchs for the Japchae

Zucchs for the Japchae

and chves

and chives

oh and finely diced mushrooms

oh and finely diced mushrooms

voila

voila

 

Burgers:

tomatoes <3

tomatoes ❤

rave reviews

rave reviews

 

And then these happened:

dutch oven versions

dutch oven versions

sweet potots. of course, my favorite

sweet potots. of course, my favorite

getting fancy

getting fancy

two styles of white potatoes

two styles of white potatoes

bigger cuts

bigger cuts

matchstick, mcee-d's

matchstick, mcee-d’s

 

 

And here we are now. As I coddle my final juice of the evening, reliving the aroma of sweet potatoes experiencing rebirth in peanut oil.

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It is Thanksgiving next week, and I will soon be wrecking havoc on my digestive system to next Thanksgiving week. Seven layer carrot cake, anyone?

I’ve never tried an official cleanse. I’ve juiced my own green juices throughout the day, I’ve watched friends suffer through their expensive concoctions, and I’ve cast a very very very skeptical gaze over the whole trend. But I had yet to experience it first hand until Monday. I’ll let you know my closing thoughts on my experience, the process, my energy, and the product!

 

Have you juice cleansed before?

May I Be

“may i be i is the only prayer–not may i be great or good or beautiful or wise or strong today… may i be me….five foot eleven, brown hair/eyed, smart, serious, happy, frustrated, impatient, joyful, running, sleeping, smiling, eating, trying, believing, listening, being & becoming.” -EE Cummings

 

Flowing through our Surya Namaskars on Saturday morning, we saluted the sun. These series of poses are Sun Salutations. The sun was radiating through the window, and the “blizzard” we had expected days prior was gone. Spring was in the air. As we moved through our salutes, our teacher spoke of the idle waiting we do during winter and the opportunities that emanate as spring arrives. It’s a time for us to finally plant our seeds. To cultivate. To ignite. To be and become, as EE Cummings said. It’s a season of blossoming. For the hyacinth and the cherry blossoms and ourselves.

 

It was nice to take a moment this weekend just to be. To spend time in the kitchen, to snuggle, to celebrate birthdays with my family and friends, to stay have breakfast in bed, to reconnect with my mat, to drink champagne, to feel the sun permeate my skin, to run along the Potomac with 75% of DC, to take a breath, to not plan my entire day.

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Pizza Kind of Night

There are those nights when you just need a perfect slice of pizza. But you want to be make dinner at home. And you want to try a dozen recipes. And you’re a healthy living blogger. Conflicting interests?

No at all.

Ladies and gentleman, date night does Cauliflower Pizza. And does it well.

I discovered the brilliance and innovation of this recipe on various blogs but in paricular, thank you Laura! To be honest, it sounded a little out there but I always like a challenge. If I live in yoga pants and running shoes, juice to my heart’s content, and frequent farmer’s markets like they’re going out of style, then I should assuredly like cauliflower pizza, right?

There’s nothing like testing out a new degree of healthy yogi with the boyfriend. We made a TJs (Trader Joes) run for all the necessary ingredients, including ready-made pizza dough in case anything went too awry and we were on the verge of starvation. A couple of store samples of ginger bread cookies and dark chocolate peppermints (buy these now) helped to temper the anticipation hunger.

I may have purchased a treat for myself

I may have purchased a treat for myself

 

Settled in at home with my dark chocolates, we got to work. I pulsed a head of cauliflower in the food processor. To that, I added egg whites, nutritional yeast, herbs, and flour. I played around with amounts until the texture and viscosity felt correct.

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As my unphotogenic dough took form, the boyfriend, clearly not having doubts about how substantial this dinner would be, began preparing the pizza dough.

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He has a few tricks up his sleeve. I’m dating him for his cooking skills, clearly

 

Pizza Dough

Pizza Dough

Cauliflower Dough

Cauliflower Dough

 

I baked my dough at 425 for 15 minutes then removed it from the oven, and we each topped our pizzas and into the oven they went again.

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And 15-20 minutes later, the Za was in a fine, fine state. My adventuresome dough was topped with tomato sauce, mushrooms, onions, and olives. The boyfriend got innovative with his toppings and used a hodge podge of tomato sauce, onions, olives, prosciutto, and ravioli (Christians Pizza-esque).

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And paired with wine and a salad, dinner was complete. We both agreed that our meal was a huge success. We both tried the cauliflower pizza and though it did taste different, it was actually delicious. It felt hearty and coupled with so many vegetables it had a lot of flavor. I continued to use the leftover dough for lunches and it tasted almost quiche-like; always a good similarity in my book. I didn’t have any of the boyfriend’s meat laden pizza but the actual pizza was the perfect texture and crispness, and he declared it his best yet.

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Bon Appetit!

What new recipe have you tried?