So, the big game is upon us. And for many of us it’s not really about the football (raises hand) it’s about the food. I’m all about Super Bowl Sunday’s night of delights and yummy drinks. One of the things I enjoyed in my junk food fest days was spinach artichoke dip.
I know, I spelled crazy wrong. But there is a sense of madness that ensues once you fall in love with kale. But of course, kale isn’t for everyone just like there is no perfect diet. For me, kale belongs in everything from smoothies to pizza. Yes. I said pizza. If I could have my ideal healthy but delicious pizza it would have kale all up on it.
How sad is it that I have never made butternut squash soup in my entire experience in the kitchen? Well…I have a confession. Sometimes I do have a fear of trying new vegetables especially the squashes. I remember trying acorn squash and it was not good. Nope. Not one bit. So I was reluctant to try anything new in the squash department aside from zucchini.
This winter I have seen an abundance of butternut squash soup pictures and recipes. It really piqued my interest. So I decided, what the hell. Let me make my own version. I’m sure I will love it. It has to be good. Sure enough, I created something absolutely orgasmic. Creamy, rich, decadent. You’ll want to lick the bowl. I sure did.
Oh the bitter chill of winter, how I do not like thee. I am not a fan of the kapha season. In other words: the winter. It’s cold, heavy, dull and damp. My fiery pitta self is not fond of this, not one bit. I just want to snuggle up in my warm cozy bed and dream about the summer. It also doesn’t help that I have been up working on my book until my eyes are drooping and exhausted. But I am truly having so much fun. It’s such a joy to finally give my gifts and passions the attention it deserves. 2015 is my year. And I am really really excited to share my book with all of you (stay tuned).
Happy New Year everyone! I love the concept that new years are an opportunity to start the first page of a new diary. It’s a blank canvas waiting to be painted with your unique masterpiece. It belongs to you. You are in control and that is absolutely fantastic.
So, a few weeks ago I had a very intimate but incredible gathering in my home and was in complete awe of the beautiful energies exchanged in my own home. I just get really giddy and excited to have people over so I can cook for them. How cheesy am I? I mean, after all food and laughter are the ways to my heart so I love to share this with the people I love. The menu that night was really all about comforting yet sexy foods. For my meat eaters I made a delightful boeuf bourguignon a la Julia Childs with creamy herbed mashed potatoes. For my veggies I made a hearty pot pie. But really the piece de la resistance was the dessert. Sultry, sensual, decadent, melt in your mouth chocolate mousse. The best part? No one realized it was vegan. WINNING!
No Beef Here 
