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. @#$%



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.


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





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.



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?


WIAW: Breakfast Style

I think I have to proclaim breakfast as my favorite meal of the day. Growing up I was a banana pancakes kind of girl and could not be force fed eggs of any sort (much to my parent’s chagrin). The texture gave me the heebie jeebies. And now that I don’t have my dad to wake me up with morning smoothies, I’ll have to starve concoct my own. Sigh. How nice was it having someone else make breakfast before school? Double sigh. Those were the days.

So back to reality… now the morning fare ranges each day according to my mood. After morning yoga or a fast run, all I’ll want is a juice and then I’ll move onto a heartier meal. Sometimes my sweet tooth is ravenous and needs to be tamed before I even get dressed for the day. I do love me some egg scrambles, ergo those are usually saved for the weekend given the time expenditure and my penchant for hurried mornings.


Protein pancakes in the works. New spin on my old banana pancakes



Juice on juice on juice



A little chocolate fuel to start the day



And sometimes new, wild, and filling dishes. ..

Almond Porridge
2 eggs or 4 egg whites
½ cup unsweetened applesauce
2 tablespoons flaxseed
½ cup vanilla almond milk
½ teaspoon cinnamon
1) Combine all ingredients in a bowl and whisk
2) While skillet is heating, spray with oil or butter (your preference) and pour mixture into pan. Allow to cook for 5 to 10 minutes, stirring when needed
3) Remove from heat and top with additional almond milk, toppings, and sweetener if you choose

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I think I may have added too  many eggs my first time around–kind of like sweet eggs.  I’m still processing my feelings on it and how frequently it’ll make an appearance in my kitchen. Round two is the charm?


What’s your breakfast of choice?

WIAW: Humpday Eats

Happy Wednesday!! The week is half way over so let’s eat. Or at least run through today’s eats. After my ski trip, I’ve been trying to sneak in more veggies whenever I can. A detox from wine and peanut butter was in order, big time



Nothing like getting multiple serving of veggies in before breakfast. The greener the better.  Perfect accompaniment on my drive to work



Took a break at work for some sustenance. Tea and yogurt on a rainy morning at my desk



Thanks for getting me through the week with your sweet treats, Chobani. The blood orange was a new favorite find, and I can’t wait to try the new Chobani Bites




Tuna salad chefed up by yours truly. And then a bar and grapes for dessert




Finally put my birthday present to good use (thanks, mom!). I made a carrot soup to sooth the soul with my new immersion blender. I better get to making more soup before spring starts in twenty days!






What’s your favorite Chobani flavor?

Made any soups this winter?


Sometimes you need a long, cold, cold, cold run with a friend. Layers, ear warmers, and thumb holes are encouraged



Sometimes you need a little sparkle in the New Year



Sometimes you need to an assortment of sashimi at a hole in the wall Japanese restaurant. Sitting at the counter of Izakaya Seki watching the chefs makes it all the better

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Sometimes you need a morning jaunt to appreciate the wonder of your surroundings




Sometimes you need a pick-me up to get you through the work day



Sometimes you need a little surprise to end your day. This is my best Birchbox yet–hopefully it’s a good omen for 2013

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Sometimes you need a huge crockpot fail to make you apprciate a delicious tomato soup. My decision to carve and roast our huge pumpkin from Halloween did not go as planned. I now have a substanital quantity of bland, discolored pumpkin. Any takers? Apparently Halloween pumpkins are not the ones you cook with–they don’t have the right sugar makeup. Out of frustration I whipped up tomato soup, the perfect complement to a frigid DC night



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Sometimes you need to prepare for a week at work on a new project

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Sometimes you need a morning yoga class to prepare you for the day. Fifteen other people on their mats, awakening their bodies, moving in unison, cultivating their breath, and setting distinct, poignant intentions.



Sometimes you need  to be enveloped by melodic stories and riveting articulation on a Saturday night. Preferably at a bookstore like this with a two foot proximity to pie and wine

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Sometimes you need to punish the boyfriend. Or help him pick out shoes at a running store.



What are your sometimes?