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Non-dessert meal-type things

Happy Shayla’s Old Day! – carrot coconut soup

So another one of my cousins is having a birthday.

Why do they keep aging you ask?

Who knows.  I know I’m not aging.  That would be gross.

See this time it’s Shayla’s birthday. The least dramatic of the cousins. I don’t know if the font conveyed the sarcasm..

Hi Shayla :-). Time to learn about you.

Shayla obviously likes to abuse animals, but it’s ok, because they like to abuse her too.  Also Shayla’s cute.  All blonde n petite n junk.  Boys were chasin’ her before I knew what a training bra was. I didn’t mind, I was busy either skiing or being a nerd.  Also, she was totally one of those girls whose hair looked like it never got tangled somehow because it was all smooth and straight.

Shay, if you weren’t super, I woulda been hatin’. Stupid tangly wavy reddish hair of mine.

BUT unlike other girls who had smooth non-tangly looking hair and never came to school without socks, Shayla was legit nice to me.  IN PUBLIC. Even would walk down the hallway with me in elementary school.  Elementary school was not  my prime.  Walking down the hallway with a non-scruffy and actually cute cousin = big deal for me.  You the bomb Shay.  Always making me feel loved.  Even if I forgot my socks, again. (Here’s when I start singing that “I wish.. that.. I knew what I know now… When I was younger..” song.  Wear socks Britt)

So, here’s to being my friend while I was at my least-cool!

So what’d I do for the girl on her birthday?

A cake right?

HA. wrong.  a vegetable-y soup.

with a sneaky hornet

You see, a couple of days ago Shayla told me that she was under the weather. Fortunately for her, I’m under the weather! Yay! Under the weather for four weeks and counting… not the point… not Brittany whine time.  Shayla time.

I love Shayla.

I text her when our grandma’s dog eats my best underwear. again. through two closed doors (WTF?!?!). She texts me when she finds creepy things with bajillions of creepy legs in her house.. in Victoria.  I try to help her.. from Ottawa. Unfortunately I can’t be the macho man that am on the inside and steal Shayla’s own shoe at her home in Victoria in order to squish her silverfish.

Plus she’s strong enough to do that herself.

She did, however, tweet me about her illness.  That I can at least attempt to sooth with my delicious pretend internet food that I share with my virtual friends.

Shayla.. I don’t know how your picky-ness is coming.. but this soup.. if you dared eat it.. would make you healthy.  SOO many good food things.  Also creamy and delicious.

Here’s to Twenty and a bowl of soup.

Carrot Coconut (and beet omg) Soup

adapted from Joy the Baker

 

  • hefty splash of olive oil
  • 1/2 medium onion
  • 1.5 Tbs minced fresh ginger
  • heaping 1/4 tsp coriander
  • 1.5 cups diced carrots
  • half a large beet! diced. Yeah I snuck that in, it’s yummy and dyes my innards.
  • 1.5-2 cups vegetable broth (depending on desired thickness)
  • 1/2 cup coconut milk
  • S&P

Heat olive oil in a medium saucepan over medium heat, and saute onions once oil is hot.  Once onions are translucent and the ginger until nice n smelly, then add coriander and diced beet and carrots.  Add the veggie broth, and reduce to a simmer, covered, until the carrots are completely softened (30 mins ish).  Remove from heat and cool a bit, then blend!  I did this with a hand blender, but if you have a large one, use it!  After blending, return to the pot and add coconut milk and salt and pepper to taste.  Serve hot with delicious things that you can dip into it.  Ugh, the colour is awesome!! I love this soup. love love.

Oh and Shay, you’re not over the hill yet.

So don’t cry.

Unless it’s your party.. then you can cry if you want to.  ohi’mfunny.

Happy Shayla Day 🙂 I hope there were no spiders in your house, just for today.

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Back to learning type things – roasted tomato pesto

School started, like.. over a week ago.

I’m glad that “get all of your readings done before class” resolution wasn’t mine, because I’d be mighty down on myself already.  In fact, shamefully, the learning I’ve done in the last couple weeks is approx. 0% class related.  shame.

shame.

I’ll pretend I know what’s going on until I bite the bullet and dive head first into my studies like the nerd we all know I am. Really, I am.  You might not know it by what I’ve learned this week:

– Brittany should never. NEVER. read novels for pleasure.  Her life will make zero progression whilst the book remains unfinished.  And by book I mean trilogy.  And by trilogy I obviously mean the hunger games trilogy.  And by “whilst the book remains unfinished” I mean 4 days.  4 days for the hunger games trilogy.  Did you think I was taking notes on my iPad while sitting in the interdisciplinary science lecture? HA, Hunger Games.  Did you think my diligent self was marking down the millions of mentioned due dates in Advanced Mgmt Accounting and Control? HA, Hunger Games.

– Brittany likes to dream about being a valiant hero fighting against civil inequities in a dystopian future… when she should be writing her passport application.  Again, don’t let her read for pleasure.

– Sitting in one’s hammock with your computer never leads to productivity.  Only to a computer lying on the ground beside the hammock, and a Brittany asleep. EVERYTIME.  Don’t think next time’s going to be different.  It’s not. Same with hammock and an iPad.  OR hammock and a text book.  Hammock and the hunger games however, leads to five hours mysteriously vanishing from life.

– Half of a glass of wine is enough for some people. me.

– OH and Even if you don’t drink like EVER, you should probably have more booze in your house than cooking wine.  Just in case.  You need more than ice cubes to turn pee into apple juice folks. Take that as you will.

– Chocolate mousse makes Brit loopy.  You’ll learn about it soon. Nobody needs wine.  Just chocolate.

–  Apparently my 17 year old celebrity double is Saoirse Ronan


Yes, that’s my old passport photo.

– You CAN visit the same gelato shop every second day and not feel weird.  It takes confidence.  And nice gelato shop owners who pretend that they don’t obviously recognize you by now and that they don’t know that you have a soft spot for hazelnut.

– Writing all of your due dates and tasks in your iCal makes you feel better.  Like you’ve already done them or something.  Do it. Continue reading

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Mother’s first foray into blogging

Last week, my mother made dinners, nice dinners, for multiple days in a row.  It was amazing, and as of late due to the stressful house-moving and busy chaos – unheard of.

She texted me excitedly.

Yes you can text excitedly, I could tell.

She said, “Britt, I just bought all of the ingredients to make a completely organic pesto.”

I knew it would be a good night.

No, of course M wouldn’t touch the stuff. Green.. Slimy… stuff.

Too bad for you M. TOO BAD.

So, I asked my momma to do a guest post :).  My mom everybody:

Dear Brittany….my blog (originally wrote blob, and it is likely a better title)

Sometimes when I have to deal with certain demands (read: differently aged and differently needs-oriented children, new house purchase negotiations/renovations, and general helping people to make sure the world is a better place aka work) I need to pretend that my life isn’t really happening. This ‘pretending’ takes the form of watching late night ‘light’ tv shows like ‘tell me you love me’ or ‘starter wife’ and sometimes it takes the form of cooking a real meal in the midst of a chaotic kitchen (just to ‘pretend’ it isn’t chaotic). Well, yes, unbelievable as it is, I made a real meal during a week night (I usually make something like veggies on a plate with organic macaroni and cheese to make me feel less guilty). But on this occasion I went for real. I have to first write that I LOVE Pioneer Woman’s recipes and have NEVER found a bad one (her butter chicken is to die for)…and it is this resource I used when I needed to pretend that life was not as chaotic as it was.

I could go on and pontificate about how making real meals may also keep people real & build self esteem (because I think it can) but I’ll just say that I made this yummy Pasta with Pesto Cream Sauce because I needed to. I also had a glimmer of hope that M. would eat it – but that didn’t happen (the shapes weren’t ‘normal’ macaroni shape). Moving on.

I hope you check out this easy to make recipe and that you enjoy bringing it to your family dinner table the way I did…thank goodness I can always count on G. and Brittany to enjoy a good meal – that is my reward and it gave me the nice piece of normal that I needed that day.

Note dessert in the corner.

Thanks to my daughter for letting me (read: persisted until I felt like I was letting her whole blog down) post this recipe on her blog!! Thanks Brit – you’re the greatest! Love Mom xoxoxoxoxoxox (to the power of infinity and beyond).

Creamy Pesto Pasta

Originally from Pioneer Woman 

  • 3/4 cups Fresh (Organic) Basil Leaves
  • 1/2 cup Grated Parmesan Reggiano Cheese
  • 3 Tablespoons (Organic) Pine Nuts
  • 2 cloves Garlic, Peeled
  • Salt And Pepper, to taste
  • 1/3 cup Extra Virgin Olive Oil
  • 1/2 cup Heavy Cream
  • 2 Tablespoons Butter
  • Grated Parmesan (to top)
  • 12 ounces, cavitappi pasta
  • 1.5 – 2 cups cherry/grape tomatoes cut in half

Cook Pasta to desired consistency (Al-Dente).Blend Basil, Parmesan, Pine Nuts, and S&P to a blender (or food processor if you are so lucky).  Blend and pour in olive oil while mixing.  Heat cream and butter in a saucepan over med-low heat, then add pesto and stir. Add to cooked pasta and toss with tomatoes.

THANKS MOM. I LOVE YOU TOO.

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The M Cooking Show

Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to present to you, for his first motion picture debut, my brother M.

In the following video, the mystery as to why the taco he ate in my previous post was so dang appealing, is debunked.

M does not use cheese in its standard form. No. He moves beyond.  The man is an innovator.

Observe.

Please stay tuned for further installments.

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