Showing posts with label kinda sorta Paleo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kinda sorta Paleo. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

The Dinner Series / 1

Sometimes we eat at my parent's houses, sitting around the same table I ate around with my sisters and brother as a child. The bay strikes the rocks behind us, the clock on the wall ticks away, punctuating our conversation. We start with grace and then pass the butter.

Other nights we eat at my house, at the oblong table my mother bought me last Christmas that already bears the scars of craft projects and temper tantrums. The bay is a block further away, but the meal still starts with bowed heads and gratitude.

These moments around the table are important to me, just as they were important to my parents, just as I believe that they are or will be important to my children. These moments are worth the dirty dishes they produce, worth the stress of stopping for groceries on my way home from work. 

Last night I made shepherd's pie served in my giant cast iron skillet, and I served it on mismatched plates to the people I love. We talked about weddings and the snow outside, and it was good. It was important.

My children won't likely remember this meal, or tomorrow's meal either. They won't likely recall that day, January 8th, the night mom wore her airplane earrings, and there dad was nervous about his first jury trial. And chances are, I won't remember it either. But we will remember the routine, the habit, the tradition of being together, eating together, sharing. 








What I made:

I doubled the base from Alton Brown's Shepherd Pie Recipe with a few minor changes, topped it with a slightly adapted version of this mashed cauliflower recipe instead of the potatoes and cooked it all in my skillet instead of transferring it into a baking dish.

Cast Iron Shepherd's Pie with Cauliflower Crust

Meat filling:

2 tablespoons olive oil
2 medium chopped yellow onions
4 cloves garlic, minced
3 pounds ground lamb
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
8 oz can of tomato paste
2 cup chicken broth
2 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
4 teaspoons freshly chopped rosemary leaves
4 teaspoon freshly chopped thyme leaves
1 bag of frozen peas, carrot, freen bean mix
2 tablespoon cream cheese, softened
1/4 cup grated Parmesan
2 cloves  minced garlic
1 teaspoon sea salt
1/8 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
3 tablespoons unsalted butter


Cauliflower mash:

2 bags of frozen cauliflower florets
2 tablespoon cream cheese, softened
1/4 cup grated Parmesan
1/2 teaspoon minced garlic
1 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1/2 teaspoon chopped fresh or dry chives, for garnish
3 tablespoons unsalted butter


Directions

Put frozen cauliflower in a stock pot and cover with water. Cook on high heat until cauliflower is soft, about ten minutes.
Drain. while it is still hot, add the rest of the ingredients. I mash mine, but if you have a food processor or immersion blender ( I do not), now would be a good time to put it to use. 
Set aside.



Preheat oven to 400 degrees.


While the cauliflower is cooking, prepare the filling. Place the olive oil into a 20-inch saute pan and set over medium high heat. Once the oil heats up, add the onion and carrots and saute until they are turning color and just strating to get soft, approximately 3 to 4 minutes. Add the garlic and stir . Add the lamb, salt and pepper and cook until thoroughly browned  approximately 5 minutes. Add the tomato paste, chicken broth, Worcestershire, rosemary, thyme, and stir to combine. Bring to a boil, reduce the heat to low, cover and simmer slowly 10 to 12 minutes or until the sauce is thickened slightly.
Add the corn and peas to the lamb mixture and spread evenly around the cast iron skillet, or transfer to a baking pan if you don't have a big enough skillet. Top with the mashed cauliflower. Bake for about 25 minutes, until the topping is getting a little golden. 


Let it cool for about 15 minutes before eating, even longer, if you're like my mom and eat everything luke warm. 

And if you are like Gus, feel free to add ketchup. Malcolm Gladwell made me feel so much better about my picky son's desire to coat everything in it. Read all about why ketchup just makes sense.






Friday, December 13, 2013

Not Quite Whole, Still Loving Myself

A friend of mine, the one who inspired me to try it out to begin with, asked me about my Loving Myself- Whole30 Challenge. It occurred to me that I put it out there and then never mentioned it again. Maybe in part, actually definitely in whole, because I didn't do as well with it as I hoped.

I'll start with the positive. I lost weight, 10 pounds, which is wonderful and made me feel really great and optimistic. And while doing it I felt great, and I don't mind eating this way at all. However, and there is always a however with me and diet, I didn't stick to it the way I wanted to. I didn't actually do the Whole30; I did the Twothirds30 or maybe the Seventyfivepercent30. That doesn't feel great, not because it's some sort of failure, but because I didn't achieve what I set out to achieve. And when I started thinking about that, I got sort of embarrassed. I started to feel like I failed, but that is nonsense. My challenge had two parts, and the first part was about loving myself.
I did a pretty good job, not perfect, but pretty good. And just because I didn't do it this time, doesn't mean I won't do it. This needs to become my new normal, so today, I'm going to get back on the horse, or whatever it is that cavemen got on, since that's the theme. And tomorrow, I am going to look myself in the mirror and remind myself that I love myself, and that I can do anything that I want to do, and that I'm beautiful (are you guys still reading the cheesiness I'm spewing right now? Man, cheese...that's the hardest part to get rid of) And while I can't commit to the whole Whole30 until after the new year, I can recommit to big changes I have put into motion.

"Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.”- Gautama Buddha


And you know what, I'm excited about it, and I refuse to feel defeated.

I might share some of the things I discovered/ figured out along the way, not because I think people are all that interested in the specifics of my changes, but because so often putting things into words helps me to understand them better.

I want to be the best mom I can be, and that means being healthy, and it means setting a good example for my children. The best gift I can give them is a mother who is full of life, love, and energy. Today i am born again. Today matters most.

  

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Sips: Cucumber Collins

For far too many years, I was a box-o-wine kind of girl, a jug-o-wine kind of girl when I was trying to be fancy. I always figured I would evolve into a real, life red wine out of a bottle sort of adult, but as it turns out, I would way rather drink a cocktail. And I like to try to convince myself that said cocktails are somehow healthier than red wine with its myriad reported health benefits. I add fruit and vegetables and other green stuff sometimes to my cocktails, so that has got to be healthy. Also, my grandparents are kickin' it at ninety, and they do not mess around when it comes to their nightly martinis. I figure I'm really just upholding important family values.
As of late, the Moscow Mule, my previous go to, has been replaced with the Cucumber Collins, and because, like I said, I really like being healthy, I've figured out a sorta, kinda Paleo version, you know, if cavemen had cocktails that is.

What ya need:
3 slices of cucumber
the juice of one lemon
about a third of a squirter full of lemon flavored stevia (I like the SweetLeaf Brand)
a shot of gin (I've been using Boombay Sapphire, but I'm going to try to find a GMO free gin when this bottle is done)
club soda
ice

You muddle the cucumber and the lemon juice in the bottom of the glass, add the stevia and the gin, fill it up with ice, top it off with club soda, and give it a stir.

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It is light, crisp, refreshing  and about a half dozen other synonyms meanings approximately the same thing. It will make you long for summer time, but won't be ruining your bikini bod, not that I have ever worn a bikin, but I imagine that if I did wear a bikini, this wouldn't mess that up.

Monday, March 18, 2013

This Weekend We

This weekend we hung close to home, watching movies and baking cakes, wearing lots of green and eating corned beef and cabbage. We only ventured as far as a few houses down for a surprise party complete with the best deviled eggs I have ever experienced.  There were no long car rides, no great adventures. An effortless weekend nearly perfect in its simplicity. Sena, who loves to weave celebrations into the everyday, made a shamrock and declared our dinner a party.












We ended the weekend piled together in my parent's living room, watching Life of Pi. Arlo just might be a film critic. He cooed and smiled at that screen til he wore himself out. That tiger managed to excite my mellow boy more than anything else he has experienced in his first three months.

We got the cake recipe from here and the icing from here. I'm trying to clean up my eating, move towards a Paleo diet.  I want to try to tweak this recipe the next time, but Sena has declared it is perfect. While this cake might not be the pinnacle of healthy eating, it is a step in the right direction. And since Sena is in a constant search to find cake worthy occasions, a healthier cake round these parts is certainly in order.