Sunday, October 30, 2011

Tasty, Healthy, Easy & Seasonal: Sweet Potato, Apple & Celery Salad

Gosh I love it when I find a recipe that falls into all four of my favorite categories: tasty, healthy, easy and seasonal.  This one's my go-to bring-along for any fall get-together and is usually a big hit.  The original recipe comes from the South Beach Diet Cookbook, although my version is an even simpler one.

You will need:
  • 3-4 sweet potatos (washed)
  • 3-4 apples (whichever are your favorite)
  • 5-6 stalks of celery
  • extra virgin olive oil (enough to drizzle and toss)
  • salt & pepper to taste

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

A Last Taste of Summer: Tart Cherry Clafouti

The finished product hovered over by an eager taster. :)
I meant to blog this one a while ago since ***brrrrr*** I'm pretty sure summer ditched us a while back but hey, clafouti is good year round.

This tasty last bite of summer was inspired by the remaining tart cherries we picked on a summer trip to Larriland Farm.  To be honest, I have been carefully (and somewhat selfishly) rationing them, too sad to see them disappear entirely.  These are the same cherries I used in my "Patriotic Muffins", first ever "Blue-cherry Jamboree" and Cherry amaretto cake (See below).  And yet, even after my baking frenzy, I was still swimming in cherries. . .such a happy predicament!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Patterns in the fabric

Outside my bedroom window
there once sliced
an endless stripe of blue
the precise union
of ocean and sky
indecipherable to the eye
the dance of palms
on the beat of the trades
cast wild shadows 
across our day.
At night
the hum and whoosh 
of the surf
the rise and fall of the Pacific
pounded in our ears
until to sleep was to swim
and our dreams 
sailed on crashing waves. 
Sunlight and palms,
ocean and sky,
a tapestry
within which we
lived our lives.
Outside my bedroom window
worlds away today
a dizzying mix
of sturdy trees
rolling grass 
brilliant sky
and cityscape
blend until I am unclear
which is which
leaves still green
yet touched
ever so delicately
by the brightness of a new fall
sway to the rhythm
of a crisp wind
punctuated by the bustle of traffic below. 
And as I lie in bed 
ears filled with the wind
and the passing cars
and the dancing leaves,
I can hear the ocean
and the trades 
and the palms
in the pulse
around me 
and I am submerged
in the beauty
of the patterns in the fabric.

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