Get ready! Because you're about to be hit by a blizzard , no it's not winter anymore, I mean, explosion of recipes, all of which are vegan, super vibrant, fresh, and absolutely delicious! For those of you who are staying in touch via instagram (it's on the right-hand-side, just click and follow to stay up-to-plate… Continue reading A Bit of Spring Cleaning
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Plain Lucky
Perks of knowing how to cook: a. eating $100 meals for under $16 b. grocery shopping is a piece of cake c. making fun of boneless-skinless chicken breasts d. good food magically happens e. people love you f. you love life g. afjsdk;oiveoih09/@""!!~ Perks of not knowing how to cook: a. all of the above**… Continue reading Plain Lucky
I Will Always Love You
Prepare your heart, because I'm about to share with you a piece of mine: This. Spinach. Salad...for Dole National Salad Day. Love is a decision, a commitment, and fearless. Love is inclusive, simple, and is real. And it never, ever fails. So apparently, we make around two hundred and thirty decisions regarding food every day. (foodies… Continue reading I Will Always Love You
Pretty Chill
Often I feel like I'm speaking in a completely different dialect from my guy friends. Especially now that my brother's not living at home for his diction to rub off on me. But one word I learned, and has stuck with me ever since is "chill". That's chill. So chill. Pretty chill. You get the… Continue reading Pretty Chill
Aubergine
From lavishly spiced curries to thick creamy baba ganoush, eggplant concoctions never fail to deliver. But that's exactly the problem, they're eggplant dishes; they rely on the humble eggplant, too modest to stand up for itself, while giving it very little credit. One almost never hears the phrase "Oh, the eggplant is simply sublime", instead, we… Continue reading Aubergine
Heart Beets
It's almost Valentine's day, and the six hundred different tints of pink are starting to rose up my cheeks! I suspect it to be the young afternoon breeze warming up to the arrival of spring. Or maybe it's because the petals of my heart are awaking to seventeen years of toddler's slumber. Call me naive,… Continue reading Heart Beets

