Barack Obama is coming? The President of the United States of America? Heck, our house is in no state to entertain world leaders…let’s go buy that man a beer!
When we first started talking about this prompt, there was a fair bit of “…” and “???” and *shrug*. Mike joked that we should just focus on b12 by making all the noochiest things we could imagine. Gosh, we love the nutritional yeast around here. It’s hard to believe there was a time in our lives when we didn’t even know it existed.
I started flipping through Jae Steele’s Get It Ripe for ideas, noticing all the foods that contain various B vitamins: black beans, Romaine lettuce, spinach, tomatoes (thiamine); legumes, spinach (riboflavin); avocado (niacin); cauliflower (B5); avocado, cauliflower, walnuts, cabbage (B6); and of course B12 in nutritional yeast. Inspiration struck.
I have seen so many creative blog posts today! I am loving the countless ways people chose to interpret this prompt! Mike and I talked about “thinking outside of the box” for this prompt – or, rather, outside of the blueberry. But last year, at the height of berry season (and after I had made our fill of jams), I canned a quart and a pint of blueberry pie filling. And while I knew I didn’t want to make a pie, I was eager to crack open one of those jars for this prompt. I also challenged myself to make something I’d never made before.
Disclaimer: this isn’t a recipe. It is, however, a very retro dinner.
Mike and I are both really drawn to retro and vintage styles and items. We love the aesthetics from the 1950s & 1960s – Mike loves cocktails and mod and anything atomic in particular, and I can usually be found in full-skirted dresses with a pocketbook and bright lipstick. (Mike hasn’t seen Mad Men yet, but I’m looking forward to watching it with him just so I can see him get all swoony over the clothes and furniture.) Additionally, we’re both defined in a lot of ways by the pop culture of our respective childhoods, adolescences, and young adulthoods. We’re both very nostalgic people, by and large, and really prone to reminiscing and “Do you remember…”. We’re your basic Gen-X cliché, is what I’m saying.
I have an abiding fondness for vintage cookbooks, even if they are loaded with pictures of dead animal parts. I assumed I’d turn to one from my collection to find a recipe to veganize, but then I had a flash of inspiration.
Before anything else, I’m going to tell you that I didn’t do this prompt. Between recovering from the surgery I had two and a half weeks ago and planning for the wedding, I’m both busy and low-stamina, and I’m home a lot.
Instead, I decided to make something that I would serve to a new friend who came to visit… or to an acquaintance I wanted to turn into a friend!
Mike and I thought – both apart and together – about this prompt a lot. We discussed many options, and we each pondered many more. It seemed an impossible choice – sandwiches are pretty much Mike’s favorite food, and we’ve both eaten so many amazing sandwiches that we had no idea how we’d decide which one was the best ever. Breakfast sandwiches, with eggy tofu and bacon and melty cheese and runny Vegg yolk? Grilled macaroni and cheese (this was a contender)? The bacon cheeseburger from Arlo’s in Austin? Buffalo chicken hoagies? Chicken parmesan on grilled sourdough? A vegan Cuban sandwich? Homemade seitan pastrami with mustard and spicy garlic dills? We went on and on, around and around.
And then Mike hit on it.
There will be a post from Mike along in a couple of hours, showcasing our weird food combination dinner. But I couldn’t pass up a chance to talk about a weird food combo that I have loved since I was 17 years old (I’m 42 now, so that’s a quarter-century… dang). Just so you know: there’s nothing healthy after the cut.
Barbecue. Chicken. Pizza. With two kinds of garlic, two cheeses, bacon, and jalapeno. Heck yeah!
I’m going to start with a disclaimer – the way I did this, it wasn’t quick. It was easy and it was really delicious, but I definitely took the long way around. However, it’s incredibly easy to make quickly, if you want or need. Pizza time!
Y’all, I had this whole thing figured out – I was going to make a dinner we ate a lot as a kid. But when Mike went to get eggless ribbon noodles from the one store we know for sure carries them, they… don’t anymore. Well, damn. So I thought about what I could do instead – pizza? No, I’m doing that tomorrow (spoiler!). Maybe breakfast for dinner? That was SO exciting to me and my siblings when we were kids, so maybe. And then, at like 4 in the afternoon, when my sockless feet were cold and I needed to grab a cardigan to chase away a chill, I got it – I remembered one of my all-time favorite childhood dinners: tomato soup and grilled cheese. Continue reading
Good morning! Okay, it’s not morning. But it was when I made this breakfast! I thought about doing a fancy breakfast, or an involved breakfast, or a showy breakfast, or even a vegan take on a traditional Americana breakfast (my favorite!), but I ultimately decided to make and photograph (and eat) a usual weekday breakfast. Indeed, if you already follow my Instagram, you’ve seen variations of this breakfast before. Neither one of us has a big morning appetite, and Mike is a big bread-lover, so weekday breakfasts are usually something starchy and an excellent cup of coffee – well, an excellent cup of coffee if you’re me; Mike waits until he gets to work to have coffee, so it’s 1) not good because it’s 2) Starbucks.