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 

XXXX

RSVP

for

winter

miracle

here

will you be my valentine?

beauties!

so hungry for YOU!

can they put that on a sugar heart?

or how about: deeply nourishing you,

i love your vulnerability, beauty love fest,

you are a soft place to land...

i am really on a roll...

maybe i need to start my own line of hearts!

i should get on that asap.

in other news...

our winter miracle is

on valentines day!!

2.14.14

let us fall in love

with our hunger, our needs, our stories

let us nourish & sate the huge love we give & receive

inside beauty, inside turning on the fire, 

inside our words with amazing women & connection 

you will leave FULLY

inspired, nourished & reconnected

to cooking (& eating) in a new way

with a hand full of new ideas/recipes

to cook up in the season

these are intimate groups

more information &

reserve your wood bowl here

(rsvp by friday 2.7.14)

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*