What WOULD Bekki Eat?

Well, I'll start with what I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't eat margarine. Or tofu. Or lowered-fat anything. Olestra is right out. Hydrolyzed, isolated, evaporated, enriched, or chocolate flavored "phood" won't pass these lips.
What will I eat? Real food. Made-at-home food. Food that my great-great-grandmother could have made, if she had the money and the time. And if she hadn't been so busy trick-riding in a most unladylike way.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Grills and Kales


The Grill-Geek got a new toy! A bigger, shinier grill. So, he made dinner, to break it in. I win!

Grilled burgers, portabellas, and asparagus. I was in heaven. I had a big ol' margarita, to pretend I was having "cheeseburgers in paradise" a la Jimmy Buffet.


I also made a new, addictive, surprisingly-wonderful snacky-treat... crispy kale. I don't remember who referred me to the Monkey See site, but... I am so grateful! 400 degrees, 14 minutes, and an absolutely delicious snack. I added a few squirts of white vinegar halfway through, when I was turning the kale over. My 9-year-old incredibly-picky veggie-phobic daughter declared "I love kale!" when she gobbled up some. Unbelievable!

I wasn't able to get a picture of the overflowing bowl of kale, because I just kept eating it... and it really does taste more like chips than you'd expect. I used quite a bit of salt, but... it was Celtic sea salt, so I consider it a health supplement.
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I am many things... all at the same time. (No wonder I don't get much done!) I am a wife to a retired infantryman, mother of 3, stocker (and stalker) of the fridge, passionate fan of food, nutrition, ecology, coffee, wine, and college football. I love all things witchy and piratey. I often cook with booze. I feed stray cats. I don't believe in sunscreen. I don't like shoes and really hate socks. And I currently can't eat any gluten, dairy, eggs, soy, coconut(!?), or sodium metabisulfite (aw, shucks, no chemical snackies.) Sometimes even citric acid gets me. But only sometimes.