goldy soup.

when all else fails: i make soup.

here is one i came up with last night

that turned out like a velvet cozy sock

or maybe it felt like a glove

well, whatever the case it tasted kind

and loving to my 'everything is in retrograde'

theme i have been swimming inside of lately

with a salty top of parsley & avocado

it nourished the chaos inside me for a moment

or possibly two...

the story starts with a half of a cauliflower

that was left in the fridge

so i chopped it up

cut up some turnips

peeled & chopped some carrots

with my regular base of 

sauteed yellow onion & green garlic

1-2 vegan bullion (repunzel)

a little bit of salted butter & olive oil

mix it all around

on a medium setting

let it get a bit glassy

add all the veggies

then add about 5 cups of water

bring to a boil

back down to simmer

let it cook for 1/2 - 1 hour

use the immersion blender

(you can also wait for it to cool 

and use your blender!)

& voila.. i served it with 

a super light cheese quesadilla

& guacamole.. i have been keeping

parsley & edible flowers in ball jars

on the table so the medicinal conversation

can stay open in terms of what i feel like

adding to my dish! it's another way we can shift

the subtle tastes of our meal in a creative way

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spring sunday.

:::BEAUTIES:::

i am inspiring you to meet me at the market

on sundays in hollywood (more here)

spring is such a gorgeous time to gather

i wanted to share the gifts of our mama

and how lucky we are to witness this

kind of growth, abundance & beauty

how's is it going in the kitchen?

is your fire turned on? mellowing out? 

are you wood board loving it?

i want to hear you.

share in the comments on the blog

i am so grateful to all your eyes, ears, hearts & bellies

i love that we connect in this way

see you at the marketxxxx

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beauty salad.

hey beauties!

there are a variety of salad births happening

out of my kitchen on the daily over here.

it's funny when you just get the memo

that it's time to eat a lot of salad!

we are coming into spring yet it's been colder in LA

so i am not quite sure if it's energetic or seasonal

or maybe it's just time for lots of green beauty

or my body is ready for this kind of simplicity

probably: all of the above!

in my kitchen, a salad is just something

that randomly comes together by the inspiring

beauty lingering around the area which is why

i always say buy the beauty that inspires you!

when you do this, you give yourself the opportunity

to create, express & nourish yourself in a way

you would never think to write down on a list

for the grocery store! so with that said

here are some ideas to create this

beauty in your belly!

beauty salad

1 blood orange

chopped celery stalk

chopped or cut off parsley

a bunch of wild arugula

salted & roasted pistachios

scoop of avocado

chopped up spring peas

sliced radish

avocado oil

rice vinegar

salt your greens

a squeeze of sweet

valencia orange

may you be inspired

feel supported

& nourish your

gorgeousness

todayxxxx

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 everything is flowering

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varieties of citrus, redefine the idea of a salad,

have a poetic encounter inside how we

feed ourselves & our families

delve into the shedding of winter

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tender scones.

hi beauties!

since the last post.... i have been under a grey cloud or maybe

it was fluffy looking yet super heavy & huge scone

following me everywhere... everytime i would look up in the hopes

that this 'sconey cloud' (perhaps a fancier type of depression)

had made any progress moving on... it would be right there,

committed to the task, reflecting a throw back thursdays type of

emotional storm. so i had to ride it out somewhat paralyzed

in this uncomfortable place. you know what i mean? 

so what does one do in this place? 

make blackberry scones!

as i was riding out the storm, i felt this hunger

to bake. why was i so hungry to bake?

this is what surfaced:

it holds a place for my tenderness, 

my vulnerability & of course tasting batter is

a homemade prozac even if it lasts a minute or 2.

to melt the butter, to sift the flour, to whip up the sugar, to wait

for it in the freezer, to hold the cold dough, to mold a sticky body

into something that will eventually (key word) rise...

it was feeling aligned with my sadness, my

lack of trust (will this shift soon) & this surprise visitor

of heaviness that showed up on my door step. i also was happy

to hear from my sweet friend heidi rose, that there was piscean

happenings in the ether making way for aries to come in....

always good to get the emotional weather report from friends!

so here is an anti-depressant or at least a 'ride it out' recipe

for the scones that might be hanging over your head!

blackberry scones

(inspired by the big sur bakery cookbook)

1 cup blackberries or any berry you are loving

3 1/2 cups of flour (gf: cup 4 cup)

1 cup or less of sugar

1 tbs baking powder

2 tsps baking soda

1 1/2 tsp kosher salt

1 cup (2 sticks) cold unsalted butter (cubed)

2 tbs vanilla extract

3/4 - 1 cup organic buttermilk

if you can//scatter berries on a plate or sheet and place

in freezer for 2 hours or so

whisk together flour, sugar, bkg pwder, bkg soda,

salt & drop in cubed butter put bowl in freezer for 1/2 hour

adjust rack to middle of oven

preheat to 375

you could line baking sheet with parchment/silpat

use a pastry cutter, 2 knives or a whisk (see above)

work the chilled ingredients together till the butter cubes

are close to the size of peas.. make a well in the center

and pour in combo of vanilla and buttermilk

mix with wood spoon to form a shaggy, crumbly mass

let stand for 3 - 5 minutes so flour can absorb liquid

if dough is too dry, add a bit more buttermilk (1 tbs)

dough should not be too wet, fold one more time

add frozen fruit, gently mix in

shape scones into hockey pucks

leave room on sheet as they will double in size

(not so much with gf flours but still good to make room)

bake for 15 minutes

transfer to cooling rack

store for up to 3 days

hope you love these

may they help

relieve the heaviness

xxxx

daring to dream.

beauties! 

do you dream?

i am not talking about dreaming while sleeping. i feel that we would all be dreaming of more sleep of course or an on going dream could include black out shades, room service, an ocean nearby... don't get me started. do you dare to dream about your life, your journey, your path? yes, we dream, we hope, we hold the space for our kids & our families. we are on that bus together. i am talking about us. you and me.

i have come to the realization that this dreaming thing is brand new terrain. i have never been here before. last weekend, something happened. i guess you could say a dream came true and as those words come out of my mouth & onto this page i begin to feel hivey all over, my stomach knots, i see blank spots everywhere. it doesn't feel aligned with me, the words, the idea, the concept of a dream coming true... why? wait, did i ever dream? i wrote down intentions to manifest. is that dreaming? did i forget to dream?! 

38 years of no fluffy, light, innocent, prayer hands to my heart, seeing it, believing i can do it, dreaming? you can't be serious. in the last few days i have been traveling back in time, trying to remember if i ever dared to dream without doing? lets take a minute with that idea.

have you? i can tell you what i have been doing. i have been working. i have been doing. i have been doing A LOT of doing. i have been writing lists, scheduling appointments, writing blogs, healing wounds, recreating patterns, healing kitchens, healing everything... have i been living without dreaming?

what is daring to dream? is it a waste of time? does anything ever come true? you gotta keep moving forward and working hard is the voice i hear. who is that? i mean, i definitely believe in working hard at what you love. don't get me wrong. i can put ideas into action. i saw a lot of action as a kid. that is what you do, that is how you stay super busy (from dreaming?) perhaps. i have definitely been surviving. do you dream when you are surviving? dreams can float like bubbles in the air and then fall and break, do you keep blowing? these days i do because it keeps ocean & beauty laughing! 

i am reaching for this idea of dreaming. i keep slipping. i am not able to find the ladder so i am beginning to see it like my 3 year old beauty, something way up there on the counter, far away from her reach. then, she turns into my teacher, she reaches for what she can't see, it breaks all over the floor or it burns her or it makes a mess. i tell her to ask me, to let me help her. that is not her way. now, she grabs a chair, scratches the hard wood floor. she is determined & fearless. she will climb up and sate her hunger. she will see what she can't see and no one is going to take that from her. 

when did i let fear determine my seeing? my dreaming? my ability to get the chair and look far above me, to sate my curious nature. was i too scared to reach for what i couldn't see? did i try once? what happened when i tried to reach for it? i was told i wasn't funny by teachers who didn't fulfill their dreams. i was told to go a safer route then i could turn back around once i had the validation stamp. i thought my talent was a hobby. i was told to do something serious or at least get some letters after my name so i am validated in society and then i could take 'care' of myself. did those ideas sabotage the dreaming? the jury is still out.

the idea of a dream creates an unknown, a loss in my body, a stillborn perhaps, like not remembering to have the baby even though i have been pregnant this entire time. am i just scared? am i so scared to have this baby that my body creates a symphony of symptoms during any labor towards the birth about to occur?  i don't know where to breathe in and how to breathe out.  i want to capture it, understand it, hold the porcupine of my confusion in my hands, hug it out and watch its survival suit fall down to its sides and become cashmere with my love. 

last weekend, we shot a trailer for a show about my work as a kitchen healer & food blogger. i had an incredible crew and an amazing family who is hungry for the love i am cooking up. as you know, i am very passionate about inspiring & empowering our confused, exhausted, scared & hungry American culture. i know i cannot do this by myself nor do i want to. i am all about the village. you are my village. thank you! i have been yearning for a team for as long as i can remember and there i was shooting this love fest with my team!

how do we find our way to dreaming without the noise, the fear, the negative hues in which our background might have been painted? this is a part of my story. i am looking straight in its lonely eyes. i have been doing. doing. doing. when i turn left into exhaustion, i fall down to rest, steam, go to what i know inside words, a soup, maybe some strauss coffee ice cream and a movie. my survival kit to daring to dream is real & genuine. i see now why they call it a dare. are you daring to dream?

the shoot left me wondering about my dreams. how have i travelled this far without really thinking about them? hearing my voice in this way? i want so many things and i am not sure i have placed them into a dream category. maybe it's about admitting my dreams, talking about them OUT LOUD and not being afraid of them or fearing joy or happiness or truly being worth my dreams coming true. i used to freeze when anyone would ask me 'how are you?' i would answer 'everything.' i have no idea how i am as it's evolving every minute. everyone usually answers 'i'm good.' that's that. what is the point of the question? i mean, it's a personal one. i didn't want to lie, it became overwhelming for me! 

i am realizing that dreams are nourishment. if we do not dream then how will our kids know how to dream? we can say the words but if we are not truly living it, they will not have it in their bodies to know what it really feels like, to go for something even if you fall a lot of times or you lose everything or fill in the blank. we are teaching them how to get back up and keep dreaming. for me, o & b are inspiring me to dream, they are nourishing me so that i can continue to nourish themxxxx

i want to hear YOUR dreams! click to the blog & lets have this conversation.  i thought i would kick off my daring to dream-athon with being nominated for best writing blog of the year for saveur magazine! will you nominate me? here is the linkxxxx

carrots, turnips & broccoli soup! oh my!

beauties!

the other day i was feeling super low...

more in the heart than the immunity

but they definitely run in a pack when

feeling low is the theme... i was not inspired

to write, to work, to manifest, to dream

i was just having one of those BLAH days.

so i took my own advice and l turned on the fire

i started by cleaning out the fridge....

i found one crown of broccoli, a few turnips & some carrots

the sunday before, i was inspired by a 2 minute chat

at the market with a sweet friend telling me about some sort of 

turnip leek soup she had been making.. i LOVE hearing

what you are making.. as it inspires me & my own

creative healing happenings in the kitchen

it goes somewhere in me and then returns 

when i feel lost at sea or trying to reach for something new

i had no idea what i was making

other than mixing up a remedy to lighten

the heaviness i was feeling... so i started

with my regular soup base of 

herb bullion, olive oil & 1 yellow onion

did i add garlic? i can't remember!

is that a bad thing for a food blog!?!

then i added some chopped turnips, the one crown

of broccoli** and 3 or 4 or 5 carrots... once everything was

mixing together, i added 6 cups of water

let it boil then simmer on low for an hour or more

i did a little immersion action & then i tasted it...

DIVINE!

so healing, so sweet, so savory, so perfect!

i am excited to pass it on to you

and hear what you think!!

let me know

how you go

beautiesxxxx

so grateful

for you.

**i also tried some kale instead of broccoli

that was amazing too**

also... i sent this olive oil cake post

out last week and i am not sure if it made

it's way to you.. check it out! it's so good!

olive oil cake.

BEAUTIES!

i had all these great ideas of blood oranges and cara caras

sliced thin for the top but when it came down to it....

the kids wanted 'just cake, no topping'

it's so spongey and dense and fluffy and moist

you are going to love it!

i saw this cake on food 52

they call it genius

now i see why

it's what i love to bake

there is the wet

then the dry

put them together

throw them in the pan

put it in the oven

easy peasy

& in one hour

you have cake!

this one is gluten free! 

i used the raw dairy from the

market for the milk.. but i am sure you 

could substitute almond, rice or whatever you fancy!

inspired by food 52

maialino's* olive oil cake

*gather*

2 cups cup4cup gf flour (or all purpose)

1 3/4 cup sugar (i did a little less)

1 1/2 tsp kosher salt

1/2 tsp baking soda

1/2 tsp baking powder

1 1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil

1 1/4 cup whole milk (organic!)

3 large eggs

1 1/2 tbs grated orange zest

1/4 cup fresh orange juice

1/4 cup grand marnier (didn't use this)

*rise*

heat oven to 350

oil up 9" cake pan

line with parchment

in one bowl: whisk flour, sugar,

salt, baking soda & powder

in another bowl: whisk olive oil,

mik, eggs, zest, juice

add dry to wet and whisk until just combined

pour batter into prepared pan

bake for 1 hour

until top is golden and toothpick 

comes out clean (you can see above)

transfer to rack/cool for 30 min

you can let it stay out for 2 hours to 

cool completely... i wrapped it in foil 

to stay out on counter

*maialino's restaurant is in nyc*

*ENJOY*

let me know

how you go

big love

xxxx

and.........

if you are hungry to

cook it up with me

nourish with me

be inspired by me

heal your kitchen

your body &

your family's body with me

go to the market with me

miracle it up with me

check it all out here

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