Here I share how I carry water without carrying a water bottle OR buying plastic bottled water.
In my single days i lived down the street from a NYC-hippie vegetarian place called ‘Snice. They only served salads and sandwiches, they were all around $10 and they were all fantastic. The cute counter guys knew me by name and next to those cute counter guys was always a cake stand full of carrot cake cupcakes that i STILL long for even though the place has been closed for several years….sigh. Needless to say I frequented ‘Snice often.
The name of my favorite salad was straightforward and not at all descriptive of its genius, so I fondly remember it as My “Sober Night Salad” or, “The One That Got Away.” This salad was perfect for me the day after I’d been out a bit too late the night before and been shall we say . . . over served. It was also what I went to when I was feeling healthy and virtuous after a good yoga class and wanted to continue the good feels. Or after getting off a plane when I was too tired to cook but was starving and felt gross from a day of airport food. So it basically hit the spot anytime. It became comforting to me in a way that a salad had never been (and let’s face it, never should be. For anyone, but I am a weirdo.) But I want to tell you: It was satisfying yet clean. Healthy and filling without being at all punishing or austere. It was vegan before I was and I didn’t mind. Everyone I introduced to that salad loved it, from my mom and sisters to my omnivorous boyfriend(s).Read More
We all have our vices, and sugar and IPA are my two biggest. Since becoming a mother in November, the amount of IPA I drink has drastically declined (hangovers are WAY less fun when you have to take care of someone else). So let’s just say I’ve been overcompensating for the decline of the latter vice with a special gusto of the former. And that’s okay! Until it’s not.
Sometimes you need a dessert reset, for whatever the reason. Maybe you’ve been visiting your favorite bakery a little too much on the regular. Or had a lot of leftover birthday cake that was burning a hole in your freezer. Speaking of freezers you might also have needed to try every single new nut milk based ice cream on the market. Over a nuked brownie. Twice in one night. For a week.
However you’ve been shoveling it in, you’ve been going a tad overboard and are starting to feel sorta yucky. You’ve hit your decadent limit. You know you need to cut back, but a day with no dessert is hardly a day at all. And I’m sorry, dates pulsed with raw rolled oats just aren’t doing the trick. (I’m sorry, I’ve tried! Maybe one day my taste buds will adjust but not right now.)Read More
The most decadent, romantic pasta I can think of.Read More
Here a loaf of old bread and a massive farmer’s market haul make the most satisfying and beautiful meal.Read More
Kate prepares an entire meal that is satisfying, comforting, and fun.Read More