taking stock | february’s end

taking stock

|making| silly faces at elinor.
|cooking| is on pause this week as all this warm weather business has me inspired to eat fresh.
|drinking| moroccan mint green tea.
|reading| lots and lots of nutritional concepts.  re-reading my work with an editing eye.  working on a great project.
|wanting| to lay on the beach.
|looking| the hummingbird outside my window.
|playing| güngör
|wasting| paper towels.  the cleaning kick is kind of out of control at the moment.  i am determined to maintain my domain.
|sewing| looking at fabric and planning my next move…
|wishing| that my hair were super long again.
|enjoying| my super productive morning time.
|waiting| for the next thing.
|liking| my new necklace display.  i repurposed elinor’s old curtain rod {too small for her new window} and it is perfection!
|wondering| if we will experience another cool spell before the sweltering summer begins…
|loving| our new neighborhood park.
|hoping| and praying for wisdom and direction.
|marveling| at how strong elinor is.  like an ant, this one.  she gets the shoulders and calves from her papa.  and the “turbo mode” from her mama.
|needing| a date night.
|smelling| orange blossoms.
|wearing| my hair in a topknot.
|following| my little peanut all around the house.  and the backyard.
|noticing| that my plants are still alive!
|knowing| and experiencing my Savior is the best.
|thinking| about my role as a mother.
|feeling| like i need a good hot yoga session.
|bookmarking| curated, unique bits for our home.
|opening| the fridge to make some dinner.
|giggling| with my hubby after elinor is asleep.

past post here.  and feel free to join in and take stock.

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nourriture | confetti bowl

bonjour et bienvenue pour une nouvelle série intitulée nourriture.

most of our weekly meals are posted over in instagramland and may just show up here and there as a pretty picture, with not much further discussion.  well, so many of you have asked for recipes.  details!  not just snaps with some ingredients, but actual measurements and method.

i must admit that i am rather lazy when it comes to all that.  i have never considered this much of a recipe space.  food-loving, yes.  but a food blog?  no.  i do include recipes on occasion.  but mostly, i just pop in a pic with some kind of anecdote and call it a day.  i suppose i am a bit of a recipe rebel.  i resist using them and following them and creating them.  it is usually…hmmmm, that could be interesting.  i will give it a go.  a dash of this and that.  chop.  toss.  sprinkle.  bob’s your uncle. 

i don’t document with pictures or notes.  i rarely share “method” or exact quantities.  but, all of this has left many questions blowing in the wind.  and so, after much encouragement from dear, dear folks, i created a new series on the blog which will be dedicated to ingredients, preparations, methods, meals, nourishment.  i will not only feature a food image, but some kind of back story and some actual recipe-esque elements.

i hope that this encourages me to continue to create…and inspires you to have some fun with your food.  i hope it whets your appetite for food that is fresh and real and beautiful.  warming and invigorating.  simple to prepare and delightful on the palate.  plates that create memories in the kitchen and allow for more time spent at the table.  ingredients that nourish the cells.  meals that please.

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bowls like this are commonplace around this place.  it is flavorful and fun and simple.  a mise en place dream.  making mix-up dishes like this one is an easy way to toss together some of our favorite ingredients and get to the table rather quickly so we can unwind and savor our time together.

for this particular bowl, i used:

  • 1 cup quinoa
  • 2 cans of organic black beans {or soak and prepare your own}
  • 2 ears sweet corn
  • 2-3 poblano peppers
  • feta cheese for sprinkling
  • salt + pepper | herbs + spices
  • cold pressed olive oil | ghee

cook the quinoa while the other elements are being prepared.  remove the kernels from 2 ears of sweet corn and roast in the oven with some ghee. blister the poblanos in the oven until the skin is blackened.  remove and place whole peppers in a bowl and cover with plastic wrap.  let “steam” for 10 minutes.  this will help the flesh cool and the blackened skin will pull back and peel off easily.  dice the peppers once cooled.

once cooked, fluff the quinoa and dress with oil and seasonings: salt, pepper, onion powder, toasted and freshly ground cumin, red pepper flakes, chili powder.

once all elements are prepared, combine quinoa + black beans + roasted corn + blistered poblanos toss until combined and confetti-ed.  top with a sprinkling of feta cheese and a drizzle of olive oil  and some s+p.  dinner is served.

i like the style of this dish.  quinoa bowls are so versatile.  you can scale up or scale back.  you can swap flavors and elements and create just about any flavor profile that you enjoy.  i have done it with roasted onions and squash.  i have added turmeric and lentils {substitute for the beans} and cauliflower.  i have even done dates and pistachios with goat cheese.  play with it!  find mixtures and profiles and proportions that work for you and enjoy!

as seen on whattoexpect.com

wte_logogah!  i am so honored and delighted to appear over on whattoexpect.com!  my little mama musings is being featured alongside other fabulous stories and tips and pics for the 5 things to do series.

click here to see the whole darn thing.

and p.s. my man and his handsomeness is prominently featured.  i am pretty tickled about that.  i bet he never thought his face would be gracing the pages of such a publication.  fatherhood is a wild ride.  and it looks good on him.

mama musings | the artist formerly known as sweet little peanut

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so, our little dear had a serious case of sass this past weekend.  it came on out of the blue on friday and didn’t let up until monday.

i mean, she was crazy town.  it was backwardsville.  mad hatter’s tea party minus all the tea and tasty treats and party favors.  at every turn, something more wild would happen.  like, who in the world are you, kid?  where is our sweet little peanut?

she fought her naps.  she arched her back.  so persnickety.  getting worked up.  demanding cup after cup of water, well…the straw.

she wanted to stab every morsel of food with her fork.  only the fork.  and not with any assistance.  and then, she shoveled food to the dogs. then squawked because she wanted more.

being all kinds of particular and bossy. the music had to be on, always.  she took off her clothes.  she wanted them back on, like, right. this. second.  she wanted to do everything herself except for when she wanted us to do everything for her.  and then nothing for her.  and then, everything again.

she had a totally absurd and hilarious meltdown too.  waterworks and pleading with the heavens and stomping feet and sighs and flailing arms.  then, fine.

ah, bipolar toddler.

she refused to be picked up.  she haaaaad to be picked up.

she pushed away from me.  she gave me the sweetest hugs.

she grabbed my hand and guided me to her reading nook.  she wanted to walk around unaccompanied.  and don’t even think about trying to hold my hand, mama.  that is for suckers.

she wanted to be outside.  she panicked when her feet touched the grass.

she tested EVERY limit and tried all her tricks.

she also exhibited major feats of strength.  sliding the chairs around the house.  lifting heavy boxes.  perhaps she is being a copycat from our past few weeks of moving???

and then, after being a wild thing, the most bewildering action of all.  she was a total sweetheart in church nursery.  like, eerily sweet.  she brought toys to and shared her magical snuggles blanket with a crying baby!  what?  our child?  the kind volunteers said she was a delight.  a delight.  i mean, a few weeks ago, those words wouldn’t have been shocking {the blanket sharing still would have been} because elinor has always been a delight.  BUT with the carrying on of the past few days… to now be A DELIGHT?  hmmm… ben and i just laughed.  of course.  of course after all the absurdity she would flip the sweet switch.

well, this too has passed.  and we are still laughing about it.  not like haha!  that sure was a good time! laughing.  like, mad as a hatter laughing.  like mr. magorium’s wonder emporium meets sanatorium padded walls haha.  like, what just happened here?  for real?

i mean, we have all had days or weeks or seasons when we really thought that a good melodramatic fit was warranted.  when all we wanted was to cry or stomp or protest or be miserable.  as we get older and grow, we learn how to process emotions better.  we learn how to cope.  we learn how to exhibit self-control.  but man, sometimes there are rough patches.

and thankfully, we survived our first toddler exhibition.  all we could do was get through it.  persevere.  get to the other side.  try to maintain a positive attitude and a spirit of grace.  to love and nurture and instruct.  to use this time to live by example and set a proper tone.  to not lose our minds.  to etch lines in the sand.  to establish the rules of play.  to show our heart.

even though it wasn’t my favorite weekend, it was an important one.  we learned about each other.  it tested us.  we prayed more.  it added some extra seasoning.  it gave us more preparation for the times to come… oh, times will a-come.

and in spite of it all, i hope that elinor always feel safe enough to cry in the middle of our living room.  i hope that in the tough moments when she is overwrought, that she will continue to look to the heavens.  that when she is wringing her hands, she is mindful that her Savior holds her in His palm and bears the scars of His love for her.  that when she is stomping her feet, her soles remain on the straight and narrow.  i hope she feels safe expressing emotion to us, sharing her troubles and struggles and heart with us.  i hope that she understands that we are here to be her soft place…with solid boundaries.  i pray that our family dynamic is always joyful and light enough for us to be able to chuckle and enjoy a good eye roll when someone is acting silly.  and for us to be strong enough to correct when someone is acting foolishly.

i pray that elinor gains an understanding of who she is and whose she is…and an understanding that the whose informs everything about the who.

{saturdaysanté} week 8 | february 22

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today’s saturdaysanté

laced up and explored our new surroundings on a simply splendid day.  it always feel good to get in my six mile saturday, but this was especially good.  i needed that vitamin D.  i needed the rhythm of a run.  those endorphins.

sunshine and trees and grass and pavement and water and quacks and tiny train whistles and the squeals of kiddos.

i found a delightful path and a park brimming with life.

the time passed quickly.

and i was grateful.

for sunshine in february.  for a new neighborhood.  for an accommodating, encouraging hubby.  for family.  for the ability to run.  for water.  for life.