Author: Chrissy

A Late Summer Soup

A Late Summer Soup

This late summer soup uses up some of those leftover bits of summer still lingering in the garden, and introduces a few meatier tastes of the fall such as roasted turkey.

The Breakfast Club

The Breakfast Club

Good Friday morning!   Let’s have some coffee, shall we?  Grab a bowl of cereal while you’re at it because it’s time to step back and catch up. As you can tell, cooking has been…not a thing in my house. I’ve had nothing to share…

Sunday Somethings

Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday.

Biscuit is here, and we’ve got donuts and ice cream and live music and all the good things happening. I’ve been mentally running like crazy while physically running not at all, and it’s all starting to build up thanks to Chicagogrammers, which is turning one in a party-official way next Sunday. I’ll be in Chicago co-hosting/celebrating/breathing a sigh of relief.  It’ll be a good time, but right now, it’s an overwhelming one.

I was not really all about the news this week, but sometimes it manages to sneak in. Here’s what got through the fog.  Just a few for you.

Science, ya’ll.  Thar she glows, and it’s beautiful. 

How much can you stuff into your intestines (if you’re a smuggler)? Quite a lot it seems. It also seems like a bad idea.

Related: smuggling is bad.  What is wrong with people?

For the love of Ina.

This was totally mine, as a hypothyroid with PCOS.  What’s been your health care experience?

Always take the trip. That’s my motto, always.

Save the cyclists- go Dutch (I hadn’t seen or thought of this until The Tulip Trip this year and it makes sense!).

We can now definitively say that football causes brain injury.  One player quit, and I wonder, how many will follow?

I’ve been thinking about these eggs a lot lately.

Have a good week!

 

 

Sunday Somethings

Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday. We’re weekending over here like champs. Laziness combined with a good ole fashioned country music festival. Me and Tomato, doin’ what we do. That just means that things are going to be a little spares here on THB. Too much street cart food,…

Karnabeet: A Cauliflower-Tahini Salad

Karnabeet: A Cauliflower-Tahini Salad

Karnabeet- a Cauliflower-tahini salad is a copycat from my favorite Lebanese restaurant – roasted cauliflower topped with an amazing creamy dressing.

Sunday Somethings

Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday.

It’s been a lovely weekend here with Grape paying me a visit, the first guest to visit the Buddha Bungalow. It’s weird how much you don’t realize how much you miss someone that you used to see literally every day (we used to work together) until you only get to see them once every few months.  Such is life, such is growing up, I guess.

Summer weekends are counting down, so I’m determined to make the most of them. Pool time, sun time and friend time continue to dominate, squeezing in a little work in between the play because I have to, determined to not let it run any good times.

I hope you’re not letting anything ruin your good times.

The internet? Whew. Just breathe. As always, I’ve tried to pick out mostly fun bits for these mostly not fun times.  

Breakfast at Wimbledon today? Well, here’s a funny bit, and in case you wondered, the tennis whites-only uniform applies to every player.

Related: I just finished The Singles Game this week and it was really cute, if you are in need of a good beach read.  But also, 1) I love tennis and 2) if I could have any profession without regard to skill or money, I would be a professional athlete, so there’s my added appeal.

Too old for a night out?  37 is the magic number according to this latest poll. After being called ma’am when I was at the club with Kettle Corn this past March (we were 35), I actually did consider our presence there tragic.

Child marriages? Still a thing. A very tragic thing.

It may still surprise you, but people can still be decently good.

Climate change? Yup. YUP.  A deep and scary look.

Breaking!  WILL SMITH is going to be the Genie in the new live-action Aladdin!  If it can’t be Robin, if anyone, Will can do it justice.

Online dating is the worst, but maybe for these guys it will be the best. After 3 years, these two are going on the ultimate Tinder date!

Mental health days? In my old job we had a plethora of sick days and once a month I took a mental health day. They were always necessary.

Mood art? Text your mood to the SF MOMA and you’ll get some back!

In loving memory…these are the best!

Have a great week!

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Palmiers

Palmiers

Homemade dough is laminated and folded to create over one thousand layers of flaky puff pastry for these sweet palmiers filled with caramelized sugar.

Vodka Rosemary Barbecue Sauce

Vodka Rosemary Barbecue Sauce

Homemade barbecue sauce gets a fancy twist in this vodka rosemary barbecue sauce – subtle flavors that pack a delicious punch.

Sunday Somethings

Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday.

Well, this short week really screwed with my head. I woke up Wednesday to go to work, forgot it was Wednesday and found myself sort of scrambling all day! Then, I guess knowing it was just a three day week, those three days dragged. Mind games, full force over here.

The weather was beautiful yesterday, so Mom came up and we took to exploring the hood, hitting up the farmer’s market and the famous Zingerman’s Deli. It’s pretty much an Ann Arbor institution and is known all over the midwest, and world, really since Michigan alumni are everywhere. Anyway, despite having to wait in line outside, it certainly lived up to the hype and Mom and I already know what we’re each getting next time we go.

After all, you know I do love a good sandwich.

The internet?  Well, a few days off meant a few days of blissful ignorance. Still, here we have it.

Stop Healthcare Violence. I’ve always taken comfort in knowing that any patients that Mom deals with are sedated (she’s in the OR), but this is scary and real. As a young nurse she once had a patient empty a bed pan on her head. I mean….really.

Instagram food is a sad lie.  As a food blogger and food ‘grammer, I thought this was an interesting read, and no doubt very true for many. However, I did want to let you know, my friends and followers, that everything that you see either on the blog or on Instagram- I eat. That’s why I started all of this to begin with, to eat better food! I may not eat it all AT ONCE, but I can assure you that none of it goes in the garbage after a picture (I mean, who throws out an ice cream cone? Certainly not I). And how do I counterbalance the pound cake and ice cream and french fries? Moderation, sharing and exercise, lots of it. True story.

Florida, still winning.

Do you know the words to the Declaration of Independence?  Thanks to Wee Sing America, I do, but some people got…confused…by NPR’s little Twitter show on Tuesday.

How awesome is this? Go India!  Maybe we can follow suit and plant a few ourselves? Because, yo, climate change (is real).

I can’t stop laughing at Buzz Aldrin.

Is there a way to genetically determine at which sport one would excel? Jury’s still out, it seems. Still, interesting read.

Can men and women just be friends without hoopla or hanky-panky? Many agree, apparently not.  Car rides?  Geesh.

As some who regularly did two workouts a day for years, I can vouch for the fact that exercise does not make you lose weight.

I’ve always loved tigers, and this one is gorgeous.  And apparently, very very rare.

Related:  And finally, I leave you with some comedy wildlife photography.

Have a good week!

Written after picture hanging!

 

Brown Sugar Pound Cake

Brown Sugar Pound Cake

Rich brown sugar pound cake is a classic recipe, perfect for any occasion and a recipe handed down generations – one of the best!