(Don't Be) Too Timid and Squeamish

Cornered on Bourbon and Canal

Posted on February 17, 2012 by Marcy

This is part of a series, “Scene from a memoir I haven’t written yet.” Please scroll to the bottom to see how to link up a post of your own.

Cornered on Bourbon and Canal

After driving from Connecticut for 28 straight hours through a winter storm that shut down Pennsylvania, we arrived in New Orleans exhausted, cranky, and starving, only to discover that we couldn’t get within four blocks of our hotel. The timing couldn’t have been worse as a Saturday night Mardi Gras parade was raging right outside our hotel, the hotel we couldn’t get near.

We ditched the car on a side street and set out on foot, dragging our suitcases and our children behind us along a sidewalk packed with people. Chaos surrounded us as people screamed and waved at the floats, seeking beads and attention.

I had heard that Mardi Gras in New Orleans could be family friendly, but arriving into this morass of people on the corner of Bourbon and Canal wasn’t it.

We inched our way through the crowd toward the direction of our hotel. My husband led the way, squeezing between people and bumping them with the luggage. The kids, two boys aged nine and ten, followed him.

I was bringing up the rear, which was where the guy behind me groped me as I couldn’t move forward. Alarms fired in my head.

My way was blocked, and I couldn’t move, so I did what any natural coward would do and pretended it didn’t happen.

He groped me again.

I turned around to give him a dirty look, hoping that would be enough. I saw a man in his 20s, standing there relaxed with a friend next to him. He burst out laughing.

I turned around to try to get away, and he groped me again.

Coincidentally, I would be taking my black belt test in Tae Kwon Do the next Saturday. I had been training for four years, and, while I was somewhat used to sparring with men, I had no illusions that I could beat one in a real fight.

And I had never been in a fight in my life. The closest I ever came was one time when some high school girls threw sandwiches at me, but I slunk off in the other direction.

At that moment, though, adrenaline surging, cornered, black belt ready, chaos all around me, I prepared to kick that man in the head.

I changed my stance. “That’s not cool,” I shouted. He laughed. I sucker-punched him in the chest. His friend laughed.

“Tell your friend that’s not cool,” I demanded to the friend. He looked a little less certain.

I punched the first man again, hard in his chest. His smile faltered. “That’s not cool,” I repeated.

His eyes flitted to his friend. I saw him back down, ever so slightly. This was no longer the silly goof he had bargained for. This was no longer fun.

My husband, behind me and a bit lost in the crowd, didn’t know what was going on, but knew it was bad. “Um, Mar, can we go?” He gestured to the children. I turned my back on the guy and inched forward into the crowd. He didn’t touch me again.

Later in the week, we saw a man in an altered state punching a police car, out of his mind and violent. It frightened me. I replayed my foolish actions on the street when we had first arrived and realized that I could have gotten myself into real danger. But at that moment, with that man, I was glad to wipe that smile off his face.

—

Now it’s your turn: Share a memory about Mardi Gras, New Orleans, or a time you got into a bad situation.

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Levon Helm’s Midnight Ramble

Posted on February 9, 2012 by Marcy

Ashes of laughter
The ghost is clear
Why do the best things always disappear
Like Ophelia
Please darken my door
– “Ophelia,” The Band

Source: Levon Helm Studios, used with permission

Last weekend I had the extreme pleasure of attending the Midnight Ramble by one of my favorite musicians, Levon Helm. He was a drummer/singer of The Band, and he now performs with his band and many special guests in his home/studio, a big, beautiful barn in the Catskills.

The atmosphere was so warm and welcoming. There were signs asking people to clean up after themselves as this was Levon’s home, and it really did have an intimate feel. The stage was on the ground floor of the barn with lofts all around it that allowed fans to look down over the stage.

Levon played the drums for much of the night, singing vocals first on The Band’s “Ophelia” in a rollicking version that was adored by the crowd. He came out from his drum kit and performed some songs on mandolin while seated on a stool in center stage.

Several Band songs were featured throughout the night, such as “This Wheel’s on Fire,” “King Harvest (Has Surely Come),” and “Remedy.”

I so enjoyed seeing the love and camaraderie between Levon and the other musicians. The feeling in the room was that these extremely talented people love music and love each other, and the fans that are attracted to the Ramble seemed the same.

I guessed that the final song would be “Up on Cripple Creek,” “The Weight,” or “I Shall Be Released,” and when the opening notes of “The Weight” began, I felt an extreme happiness spread through me. Members of the Steep Canyon Rangers, the opening act, came out for it, with verses being shared all around, some performed on violin, mandolin, and tuba. Levon sang the “Miss Moses” verse.

Go down, Miss Moses, there’s nothing you can say
It’s just old Luke, and Luke’s waiting on the Judgment Day.
“Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?”
He said, “Do me a favor, son, won’t you stay and keep Anna Lee company?”

Amy Helm, Levon’s daughter, sang several songs and even played drums for a song. Band member Teresa Williams belted out an incredible performance of “Keep Your Lamps Trimmed And Burning.” (Thanks to the set list found here.)

In their opening set, the Steep Canyon Rangers, a bluegrass group, seemed surprised and thrilled by the enthusiastic response they received. They played with high intensity, their amazing a cappella performance of “I Can’t Sit Down” being my favorite of the songs they performed.

I also had the opportunity to visit Big Pink, the little house made famous by The Band album, Music from Big Pink, one of the greatest albums of all time. It’s also the spot where Bob Dylan’s The Basement Tapes was recorded with The Band.

The house is along a bumpy dirt road with “No Trespassing” signs everywhere, so we snapped a couple quick pictures and were on our way. And I am happy to report that it is still pink.

This was such a delightful trip that any music lover would love.

(View Levon Helm discussing the modern Midnight Ramble and the old shows from his youth as he described them in this clip from The Last Waltz.)

If You Give a Mom a Blog

Posted on February 7, 2012 by Marcy

(For Mama Kat’s writing prompt, “If you give a mom a _____”… a post written in the style of the children’s If You Give a Mouse a Cookie books.)

If you give a mom a blog,
she’s going to want to put your picture on the Internet.

Then she’ll probably get you to drink a smoothie made of spinach,

and she’ll convince you to eat guacamole ice cream, too.

She’ll want to check her stats while you’re doing your homework,
and she’ll have you pose over and over again for a faceless portrait.

Your mom will take a picture of your quesadilla casserole before you can eat it,

and she won’t serve you meat on Mondays.

She’ll have an epic fail playing World of Warcraft,
and then pester you for jargon so she can write a blog post about it.

Your mom will want you to videotape her trying to juggle,
and she’ll tell you about friends she’s never met on the other side of the world.

She’ll talk you into watching an old movie with her ’cause it’s on a list,
and she will write a haiku about your cross country meet.

Your mom will ask you to shake cream until it turns into butter,
and she’ll buy a picture of a Peanut Zombie.

She will eventually be able to do more push-ups than you can do,
and she’ll tell you not to be too timid and squeamish.

–Dedicated to David and Daniel, two good sports (usually)

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Kittens in a Drawer

Posted on February 3, 2012 by Marcy

This is part of a series, “Scene from a memoir I haven’t written yet.” Please scroll to the bottom to see how to link up a post of your own.

Kittens in a Drawer

I still remember that look on my mother’s face, a creeping mortification that her little girl, her only daughter, had a dark side.

Time slowed and twisted. In my mind, I had a terrifying thought: Could I have stuffed those kittens in my dresser drawer after all? I had denied it wholeheartedly, but in this surreal moment I worried: Did I?

A few days earlier, I had been thrilled to get the news that, yes, we could keep two of the grey puffballs of joy from my friend’s cat’s litter of kittens. Oh, how I loved those little, fragile kittens.

When I got home from school, though, my mother greeted me with a scowl. “Why did you lock your kittens in a drawer?” she asked. I insisted that I didn’t, and my mother took the patient approach.

“Your kittens could get hurt if they are in a drawer all day,” she said. She had heard them meowing in my room as she put away my laundry.

I told her again that I didn’t do it. She said I needed to take care of my kittens, or I wouldn’t be able to keep them.

“I will, Mommy,” I promised.

But the next day I got home from school, and my mother met me at the door again. This time she was even more upset.

“Why did you put your kittens in your drawer!” With my new denial, she seemed more worried than angry.

The next morning, I didn’t want to go to school. I didn’t want anything to happen to my kittens. Off I went, though. During our morning work, my teacher’s phone rang. I needed to go down to the office.

My mom was there. She gave me a big hug and a cupcake. She had been sitting in my bedroom watching the kittens when they disappeared under my dresser. They climbed into the dresser from a tiny gap in the bottom and got stuck in the drawer.

The sweet frosting was nothing compared to the world making sense again.

—

Now it’s your turn. Writing prompt: Share a memory about

kittens, or something else adorable
a time someone wasn’t believed

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Peanut Zombies and Squeamish Vegans: My First Blogoversary

Posted on January 29, 2012 by Marcy

Today is my first blogoversary!

I started my blog on January 29, 2011 with a post about Salsa dancing. I had thought the hard part was to get my husband to go to a dance lesson with me, but hitting “Publish” proved to be much more scary! (I just published a Year in Review post last month, so I won’t repeat all of that here.)

Since then, I have grown to love blogging, and I have even felt the influence it’s been having on me in the “real world.” As I set out to be less “timid and squeamish” and tackle the items on my 101 things list, I have actually started to become less timid and squeamish. I catch myself saying in my mind “Don’t be too timid” when I consider whether to do something that makes me uncomfortable.

I am so grateful for the support of the wonderful bloggers and friends who visit and give feedback. Thank you!

I am also excited to be writing more, both in my posts and in the “Scene from a Memoir” series that I started.

Funny search terms

I try not to look at my stats too much (who am I kidding? I check them all the time), but I always get a kick out of the search terms that people have Googled to find my blog:

peanut zombie
squeamish vegan
warcraft: the noobish action task archivation
Marcy monster
regular whisky drinking family
man with 4 wheels cartoon
drunken woman lettuce
push up bad form (Does he know me?)
led zeppelin waters
how to eat oatmeal
let’s face the venting
are you a magnet
avocado icecream with eggs
zumba your mama she is loco
blind woman petting tiger
randy hotdog
too timid to be a waitress
don’t be too timid into the wild
המדרגות של רוקי

I also like seeing which posts get the most action.

My most popular post: Meatless bento (There’s not much to it; I’m not sure why it gets the most views.)
My most commented on post: petting tigers in Thailand.

I am excited about the slow, but steady growth of my blog and the support I have received from other bloggers. Some great things from this first year of blogging:

Completing 31 Days to Build a Better Blog with the SITS Girls
Being nominated by Shape for a best blogger award as one of 20 Blogs that Keep Us Happy and Sane (I got crushed, but as they say, it was an honor just to be nominated.)
Joining the BlogHer publishing network
Participating in various blog hops. Some of my favorites: Happiness Is; Gallery of Favorites; Weekend Rewind; Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop; Scavenger Hunt Sunday; Midnight Maniac Meatless Mondays; Frugal Days, Sustainable Ways. I love the way they expose me to new blogs and new challenges.
Completing challenges on my 101 things list. This list gave me so many fun challenges to complete and write about, but I am a bit worried I burned through the most interesting items and will be left with all the boring tasks. I need some new ideas for fun challenges to complete it 2012.

By the way, have you heard of Fiverr? You can get people to do all sorts of things for $5; for example, someone will sing a song of your choice while dancing in a hot dog costume or have their two Boston terriers model your product. That’s how I got the artwork featured in this post.

Maybe I got a little carried away. As a gift to myself on my blog anniversary, I got myself drawn as a zombie, too.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go check my stats again … and eat some brains.

What would you do for $5? What new challenges should I try in 2012?

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Boxed in

Posted on January 27, 2012 by Marcy

Boxed in

Petting tigers, singing in a bar, riding a mechanical bull? Should I really be calling myself “too timid and squeamish,” you may ask.

I’ve been thinking about what I am the most “timid and squeamish” about. At the top of the list is getting out and doing something I really want to do, alone. I am an introvert, and I will go to lengths to avoid going alone to places where I have to interact with people.

I rope in my husband.

I tag along and stand near people I sort of know.

I tell myself that I don’t really, actually want to do that thing, that I want to stay home, where it’s warm, where I’m in sweatpants, where the coffee never runs out, where I goof off on the Internet, where I can’t get lost by a wrong turn, where I’m not low on gas when I don’t feel like refilling, where the deli people won’t forget my order two seconds after I tell it to them, where … I guess you get the idea.

And those are just the thoughts that keep me from leaving the house. Once I start worrying about entering someplace alone, I have a whole new set of anxieties.

On my 101 things list, one of my tasks is to complete a spontaneous challenge. So after I stumbled upon Meetup, I decided on my new challenge to myself. I will choose three things that I would like to do, and I will do them by myself.

I am going to try to do them within a month, so stay tuned.

Do you find it hard to go places by yourself?

#22: 101 things in 1001 days. Complete a spontaneous challenge.

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What’d You Do with the Money?

Posted on January 20, 2012 by Marcy

This is part of a series, “Scene from a memoir I haven’t written yet.” Please scroll to the bottom to see how to link up a post of your own.

What’d You Do with the Money?

“A long long time ago

I can still remember how

That music used to make me smile

The bar had everything a dive should have: rows of motorcycles lined up out front, cheap drinks, locals who didn’t care who came in, a dearth of other college students, and a band, Gopherbroke, of two guys we got to know who appeared regularly. The last place on the left of a dead end street, the bar was called Rosie O’Grady’s, and when the band sang the line, “Goodbye to Rosie” from “Me and Julio Down by the Seaside,” they always got a special cheer.

I was in college, living off-campus in a dingy three-bedroom apartment that a roommate and I rented with a rotating cast of women who shared the third bedroom.

“And I knew if I had my chance

That I could make those people dance

And maybe they’d be happy for a while

One time when the band was between sets stands out in my memory. I wasn’t known for calling attention to myself back then either, but somehow or other I started singing verse after verse of Don McLean’s “American Pie.” During the slow intro to the song, I got a few chuckles. People around me decided to wait me out as I encouraged them to join in.

“But February made me shiver

With every paper I’d deliver

Bad news on the doorstep

I couldn’t take one more step

I should probably mention at this point that I cannot sing. I am not being modest.

“I can’t remember if I cried

When I read about his widowed bride

But something touched me deep inside

The day the music died

My friends at my table and one other guy joined in for the first chorus.

“So

Bye, bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die

With each verse and chorus, more and more people joined in. When I stumbled on the words, people at other tables filled in the gaps. By the time we got to the end of this long song, pretty much the whole room was singing the song with gusto. We gave ourselves a big round of applause.

A few minutes later I was still feeling exuberant from this great communal experience. A guy came up to our table and asked me, “What’d you do with the money?”

“What?” I was mystified.

“What’d you do with the money,” he repeated.

I took the bait. “What money?” I asked.

“The money that your mother gave you for singing lessons.”

That brought me down fast.

—

Now it’s your turn. Writing prompt: Share a memory about

a time you’ve been the life of the party
a special memory about a song
an insult you’ve given or received
a favorite bar/restaurant.

This story was inspired in part by Junebug’s “The Kenny Rogers Code.”

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Homemade corn tortillas (and tamales too): Masa harina two ways

Posted on January 16, 2012 by Marcy

“If at first you don’t succeed, and you happened to have accidentally ordered fours times the amount of masa harina that you meant to while clicking away on the Internet, try, try again.”

Homemade Corn Tortillas

My first attempt at making homemade corn tortillas was an inedible mess, but like I referred to in the quote above, I have a lot of masa harina on my hands. In my enthusiasm for trying to make homemade corn tortillas, I also impulsively ordered a tortilla press, so I would have never lived it down if these things went the way of some other impulsive purchases I’ve made over the years and never used: a mandoline, a huge bottle of fish sauce, a jar of some sort of vegetable paste, and a big bag of bulgur, to name a few.

Masa harina is a whole grain corn flour (not corn meal), so it was perfect timing to give it another try since the focus of Healthy Every Week this week was to eat more whole grains.

They were so worth the perseverance! Homemade corn tortillas are incredibly delicious and not that hard after all once I paid attention to a couple of tips.

Tips for making homemade tortillas (that I neglected to follow on my first attempt):

Let the mixture rest after first stirring it together.
Knead the dough like bread dough for a few minutes before forming the balls.
Use the recommended wax paper to make it easy to transfer them to the pan.

I served the tortillas with guacamole, refried beans, and salad.

I also made tamales for the first time. I read a few different recipes to learn the method, and then I worked with ingredients I had on hand to come up with this vegetarian recipe.

Sweet Potato Black Bean Tamales

1 sweet potato, diced
1 onion, diced
1 red bell pepper, diced
2 cloves garlic, minced
3 small green chilies, diced
1 cup corn kernels
1 tablespoon olive oil
2 cups black beans
1 cup tomatoes, diced
1 cup vegetable stock (or water)
1 teaspoon chipotle chili powder (or chili powder)
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1 teaspoon group coriander
salt and pepper to taste
2 teaspoons fresh cilantro, chopped
juice of 1 lime
1/2 cup cheddar, shredded

Cook sweet potato, peppers, onion, corn, and garlic until softened. Stir in the other ingredients through salt and pepper, and simmer about 20 minutes until thickened. Stir in the cilantro and lime juice.

Prepare the masa harina. (I followed the same directions for making the tortillas, linked above.)

To make the tamales: Arrange a flattened ball of dough on a softened corn husk. Sprinkle on some shredded cheddar cheese. Spoon some of the sweet potato mixture on top, and wrap up the tamale. Steam the tamales for about an hour.

I served the tamales with fresh guacamole and salad. They were really delicious too.

Now, what to do with that vegetable paste and big bag of bulgur?

In other news:

Can you spot the three lies? Identify three lies about me, and link up a post of your own in this fun blog hop.
Check out my “Scene from a Memoir” about petting tigers in Thailand.
See more meatless meals.

Fat Tuesday @ Real Food Forager | Traditional Tuesdays @ Whole.New.Mom | Make-ahead Monday @ Raising Isabella

P.S. I love this old blues song and think of it just about every time someone says “tamales”: Robert Johnson’s They’re Red Hot.

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Three lies: Can you spot them?

Posted on January 13, 2012 by Marcy

I throw this challenge out to you:

Identify the three lies below, and share your guess in the comments. (I posted something like this on Facebook a few years ago, but it has remained unsolved.)

If any of you want to try a similar post, please link up below and/or Tweet your list with the hashtag #SpotTheThreeLies.

Here are 25 things about me. Which three are lies?

I was so engrossed in a book on tape once while stopped at a red light that the light changed to green and back to red again before I realized it. (Cars honked a lot.)
I was in my college hang gliding club.
I make a great coconut cream pie with a secret ingredient.
I caused five minutes of dead air during my college radio newscast debut.
I think it’s cheating to look ahead in a book. (It’s a curse.)
I came in second in a disco dance contest in junior high school.
I drank Scotch with Norman Mailer.
I hate ordering from people at the deli counter so much that I will wait in line to order from the computer even if people at the counter are free.
I have a black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
If I miss a few seconds of a show or movie coming back from a commercial, I rewind so that I can see the whole thing.
I have been to Laos.
I hiked to the top of Mount Marcy.
I hate tattoos and won’t even let my avatars get them.
I saw the Grateful Dead in concert.
I feel like a rock star when I play Rock Band.
I wish the U.S. had pubs like the pubs of Ireland.
I always finish watching movies or reading books, even if they’re terrible. Well, almost always.
I am addicted to ChapStick.
I fix typos even when they are in notes to myself.
The only class I ever cut in high school was gym because I felt so uncoordinated trying to play tennis.
I have kissed the Blarney Stone.
I have a purple toe.
I was born in Connecticut.
My great-grandmother was born in Ireland.
It’s abnormal how easily I get startled.

I would love it if you did a similar post, and I will try to spot your three lies. If you decide to link up, please include a link back to this post, so that your readers can join in the fun. Share your post on Twitter with the hashtag #SpotTheThreeLies. Update: Feel free to include fewer items in your post.

Guess the three lies in the comments.

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Maple Macadamia Nut Butter and Back to School Oatmeal

Posted on January 8, 2012 by Marcy

This simple nut butter is so easy to make and so special to have on my morning oatmeal. I have been making more of an effort to eat a good breakfast each day this week as part of the Healthy Every Week Challenge. I always eat breakfast, but after lounging my way through my Christmas vacation, I found myself unmotivated most mornings to eat a good breakfast and tempted to grab a quick bowl of processed cereal, so it was perfect timing to sign up for the challenge. The focus of the first week was eating breakfast every day.

Maple Macadamia Nut Butter

Ingredients:

8 oz. raw macadamia nuts
2 teaspoons maple syrup
pinch salt

Mix the ingredients together in a food processor until a smooth butter forms (about 10 minutes), scraping down occasionally.

I had the macadamia nuts left over from when I made vegan cake pops. The nut butter was perfect as a topping for oatmeal.

Back to School Oatmeal

1/2 cup oats
1/2 cup unsweetened almond milk
1 tablespoon maple macadamia nut butter
1 teaspoon raisins
1 teaspoon pepitas (shelled pumpkin seeds)
dash cinnamon

I like the touch of sweetness that the nut butter gives, since I used unsweetened almond milk. (Sometimes I love savory oatmeal, instead).

The macadamia nut butter was also great with a snack of apple slices.

In other news:

Please link up a post to my story, “Mamas, Don’t Let Your Babies in Cages with Tigers.” There are writing prompts at the end of the story.
See more meatless meals.

Real Food Forager | Traditional Tuesdays

#84: 101 things in 1001 days. Make my own nut butter.

Check out the the Healthy Every Week round-up of breakfast posts:

Picky Eater Blog: Chocolate Brownie Oatmeal
Family Fresh Cooking: Apple Cinnamon Baked Oatmeal
Healthy Eating Starts at Home: Eating Breakfast Daily
Carlene’s Figments: Bits of Nutrition: Eat Breakfast Daily and Avoid Common Excuses
Simple Food, Healthy Life: Week 1 Comes to a Close + Healthy Breakfast Recipes
JBR Nutrition: Be a Breakfast Eater
Ramblings of a Pittsburgh Dad: Healthy Every Week Challenge, Week 1
Meghan’s Kitchen: Ham and Cheddar Hash-brown Bake
(Don’t Be) Too Timid and Squeamish: Maple Macadamia Nut Butter and Back to School Oatmeal
Eat. Enjoy. Live: Healthy Every Week Challenge Week 1 + a Recipe for Oat-y Pancakes
City Life Eats: Breakfast Bias
Boys ‘n’ Berry: Week 1: Oatmeal
Netlycka’s Distracting Confusion: Eat Breakfast Every Day
You Don’t Look Sick: Living With Rheumatoid Arthritis: First Week of Healthy Breakfasts
Deep Thoughts and Amusing Musings: Food Network’s January Challenge
Healthy Kitschy Vegan: Guess What I Ate Last Night? Peanut Butter and Banana Oat Bran Mess
An Uneducated Palate: Creamy Chevre, Pistachio and Fig Breakfast Sandwich
Healthy Plates: Avocado Egg Sandwich
Essentials of Nutrition: The Most Important Meal of the Day
Pursuit of Healthiness: Healthy Every Week Challenge, Breakfast Edition
Chick Bike: January Challenge, Week 1
Nutritious Daily: Breakfast Every Day
Cookin’ in my Kitchen: No-Butter Baked Apples
Hungry Jenny: Breakfast All the Way + an Easy Granola Recipe

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Cornered on Bourbon and Canal

Cornered on Bourbon and Canal

Levon Helm’s Midnight Ramble

Source: Levon Helm Studios, used with permission

If You Give a Mom a Blog

Kittens in a Drawer

Kittens in a Drawer

Peanut Zombies and Squeamish Vegans: My First Blogoversary

Funny search terms

Boxed in

What’d You Do with the Money?

What’d You Do with the Money?

Homemade corn tortillas (and tamales too): Masa harina two ways

Sweet Potato Black Bean Tamales

Three lies: Can you spot them?

Maple Macadamia Nut Butter and Back to School Oatmeal

Maple Macadamia Nut Butter

Back to School Oatmeal

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