#homecooking
I’m back!
It’s been a few weeks, and I’ve fallen off the wagon (again, big surprise!) but here I am, worming my way back to feeling less like shit- or at least that’s the goal.
I have been eating pretty well. It hasn’t been all fried chicken and fast food - there has been a lot of bubble tea though. That’s my weakness right now, bubble tea .
I’ve been packing lunches that have been healthy, lots of veggies and hummus, but now I’m going to put my attention back into this blog.
Today I’m boiling a chicken carcass to make chicken soup for the week. I have a vegetable mix that I’m going to add, if I remember I will take more progress photos.
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Green curry and coconut soup with baby bok choy, tofu, and rice noodles
Mardi Gras season is always very special to me and this year I learned how to make vegan homemade king cake. It’s filled with pecans and cinnamon sugar ⚜️
Baked beans, turnip greens, and vegan twice baked potatoes
Gnocchi with vegan creamy mushroom sauce
Two things about my mother. One, she was an absolutely fantastic cook*. Two, she passed away at age 61, a couple years before my daughter was born.
K was born on my mother’s birthday, in the 4th week of July. It has been an interesting experience watching her grow and seeing how many things she has in common with my mother. One of the first recipes she was ever able to make ‘on her own’ as a kid was deviled eggs. Once you’ve peeled the eggs, it’s just mashing up the yolks with mayo and some spices, then spooning them back inside the whites. Once she finished a batch and I tested one. I kid you not, spontaneous tears sprang to my eyes. She had achieved the *exact* flavor of my mother’s deviled eggs. It just hit me, y’know? Ever since then, whenever K makes them, she always asks me “Just like Grandma’s?”
There’s a batch of deviled eggs in the fridge, the first we’ve made this summer. They are savory and very good.
* Also she was very consistent, so her recipes tasted the same every time. I’m a decent cook, but I tend to do things a little different every time.
I’ve gotten much better at plating.
Every meal you see was 500 cal or less.