Summer. It’s so soon, you guys!!
We broke into the 80-degree weather this week. It was one of the most perfect Pittsburgh days I have ever experienced; warm, but not humid. Is that even possible in Pittsburgh?! It. Was. Perfect.Read More
Seasonal
Whole Food Peanut Butter Eggs
There was no greater love than the love between child Alexa and a Reese’s Cup. There was something so utterly addictive about that magical peanut butter-chocolate combination that totally sent me into a tizzy. To say I was a fan is a morbid understatement.
Once I was introduced to the Easter-themed Reese’s Eggs, a new light was shined upon my life. Why do these oblong nuggets taste so superior to their rounded cousins? To this day, I cannot answer this conundrum. All I know is that when those Eggs hit the grocery store shelves, I was there, first in line, with eager hands wide open.Read More
Whole Food Coconut Eggs
I love holidays. They’re the best times to get caught up with that family you always say you’ll call.
In all seriousness, holidays are also a special time to reminisce on the memories of lost loved ones. We have my Grana’s, my late great-grandmother, rice pudding at nearly every family gathering throughout the year. We always share stories about my pap munching on his stinky cheese while drinking his dark black coffee in the morning.
Coming from an Italian family, it should come as no surprise that some of our most cherished memories of these loved ones involve food.Read More
Sweet Potato Bruschetta
I studied abroad in Italy for about three months the spring semester my sophomore year of college.
Studying abroad was so important for me when choosing a university that I largely based my school decision on the type of study abroad program it had. I was signed up to go to our Italian campus before I even started my freshman year. Needless to say, I’m a planner.Read More
Winter Abundance Salad
Are there any foods that you just hate? I am quite a food lover, so when I talk about hating a food, the hatred sure does run deep. I have two in particular.
One will never grace the pages of this blog: Celery. I cannot stand the stringiness. I cannot stomach the bitter taste. And the texture totally freaks me out. I have some kind of hyper-sensitivity when it comes to that stuff; I taste it in Old Bay (bleh – celery salt), soups (horrible little chunks of the stuff), and green juices (why ruin such a good and healthy thing with the devil vegetable?). And I’ve heard it’s such a fantastic vehicle for my favorite food, peanut butter. Alas, celery always has been, and always will be, part of my “Food Axis of Evil.”
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When I was younger, I claimed I was a vegetarian for two whole days. Having always been an animal lover, once I realized that the chicken on my plate was the same as the awkward bird I had seen on farms, I swore off all meat. Or so I thought. My parents made steak two days after this life-changing claim of mine, and I happily scarfed it down. Unbeknownst to my little 4-year-old self, meat is meat, whether or not it is called the same term as its living counterpart. In my young, innocent mind, chicken = chicken, steak < > cow.
Oh, to be young again. Read More