I feel kinda gross admitting this, but my favorite tuna salad was Subway’s. Have you had it? That creamy tuna spread with just a touch of acid is undeniably delicious. Most other tuna salads follow suit: mayo, celery, onion, maybe some lemon, maybe some pickle or other pop of acid. I love that classic variety, but there are other options.
By nature, I am an over-indulger. I used to believe that over-indulging equated happiness and frankly, I lived for it. Through TV binges, clothing, sale items, money, shoes, dates, and my favorite past-time, food binges. Going out to dinner knowing I could eat whatever and however much I wanted while glugging down delicious wine and cocktails was heaven on earth. It felt like this type of “letting go” meant I was free. In reality, it had me in chains.
I know I’m always saying simplicity is best and blah blah blah, but I am obsessed with condiments. Ooooobsessed. My fridge door is laden with them. I love ketchup and I don’t care how gross that makes me seem, ketchup is a amazing. When I’m hungover I just want piles of ketchup. Food is an afterthought, it just becomes the vehicle for its consumption.
I lose stuff daily. Mostly mundane things like socks or bobby pins or spatulas. Sometimes, I lose my mind. Normal. But for the past year and a half, I lost the most important thing in my life: my breath. I forgot what it was like to truly be. here. now. In the moment. To soak everything up like a sham-wow. Before I lost my breath, I was always there, being where I was, and doing what I was doing. Focused beyond belief. Life. was. lived. I breathed deep and long and hard through everything, that breath never escaped me, even if its Darth Vader-y style freaked out those in a ten foot radius of me.
Disclaimer: spaghetti squash is not spaghetti. People tout this vegetable as being an adequate substitute for pasta but that’s an absurd reach. Pasta’s luxuriousness is capable of putting pause onto the world. Substitutes don’t exist; besides other varieties of pasta. However, spaghetti squash is delectable and a wonderful nest for ragus, proteins, sauces, and other vegetables to lay themselves.
Some people microwave their spaghetti squash. It gets the job done in about twenty minutes. I can handle a few minutes of microwave, but twenty minutes? No thanks to eating radiation and whatever else happens in microwaves. Plus, roasting it turns the spaghetti squash reeeeeeaally sweet and toasty and caramelly and I’m out of words because I’m too enraptured thinking about it. Tantalizing, I know.
I really must have been a baby at some point because I could eat pureed food exclusively for the rest of my life. That’s really not a joke. Well, duh, I was a baby (I’ve seen pictures and my parents tell me), but it’s not a joke that I could live off of purees, and happily. Consequently, I’ve mastered the super easy art of making them whenever I want.
In the three years that this blog has been alive, I haven’t once divulged what tools you need to make all of the things I share with you. How rude.
I don’t feel that bad, though. Because to tell you the truth, you don’t need much. You’ve been told you do, but you don’t. Promise me you won’t get sucked under the tsunami of kitchen gadgets at Bed Bath & Beyond or Williams-Sonoma. Don’t fall for the gimmicks of the single-use item. I’m looking at you, egg slicer, strawberry huller, avocado slicer, banana slicer. How about…. just using a good knife? In my opinion, these aforementioned tools are ridiculous and a giant waste of money. I don’t believe you need them.
Hey everyone! So. I have started a YouTube channel. I am beginning with very general how-to videos and I’ll progress to more involved topics as time goes on. In the meantime, check this one out!