Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Eat it: spinach and eggs

I woke up this morning dreaming of spinach and kale. No really, I did. I had one of those half-asleep-half-awake dreams and all I remember from it was spinach and kale.  So I knew I had to have some for breakfast. 

Spinach and Eggs on Toast
This is almost too easy for a recipe, but here's how I made it, along with my no-fail way to fry an over easy egg.
      -Start by toasting a piece of your favorite bread. In my case this is whole wheat toasted in the oven until just slightly browned.
      -Fry up an egg over medium heat in a pan coated with just a bit of olive oil. When the whites are just set but yellow is still jiggly (I can tell it's at this stage when I can easily move it about the pan),  sprinkle a bit of salt and pepper on egg, then very carefully flip the egg over, making sure not to break the yolk. This is always tricky for me, so I found that using two spatulas is easiest. Once it's flipped, turn heat off but leave the pan and egg where they are. This will result in a runny yolk, which is my favorite. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. 
     -To assemble, put your toast on a plate. Top with lots of spinach, at least a good handful.  Gently place your egg on top. Grate a bit of cheese on top (I used white cheddar, but parmesan would have been wonderful) and finish it off with a very generous shake of Cholula

-My new garden!! I'm obsessed.
-Sunday Funday's consisting of brunch with friends and a Thunder game with my brothers and dad. 
-This Land Press.  I'm sure I've mentioned it before, and probably will do so often, but the current edition out is awesome.  I highly suggest you check it out online, or in print, if you can.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Read It

Tonight is World Book Night so I'm going to celebrate by curling up with a good book.

Last book I read?  Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Next book on the list?  My grandma gave me her copy of Breakfast with Buddha by Roland Merullo, I still need to finish The Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami and our next pick for my book club is The Paris Wife by Paula McLain. But after reading, and loving, Jane Eyre, I'm thinking I may stick with some classics for awhile. I don't know where to start next.

What books have you read lately? Or have on your to-read list? 

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Fresh flowers

I love having fresh flowers in my home. The past few months it has been a very rare day to find my home without them. Sometimes I buy already arranged bouquets and break them up into a few separate smaller bouquets, but lately I've really liked getting one flower in a few different colors and sprinkling them throughout the house. This week it's gladiolas.

(and my orchid that I've managed to keep alive for like 6 months now)

So tell me, what are some of your favorite flowers for around the house?

-Last weekend. It was a crazy fun weekend full of local eats (S&B, 501, Republic [for beer], and Upper Crust), birthday celebrations, drinking games, storm watching and a Sunday night dance party.
-Pilates videos so I can work out in my living room whenever I want.
-A week of sunshine after a week of rain...I can finally take Rosie on walks long enough to get rid of some of her crazy energy.
-Hard boiled eggs. Seriously.
-My new-to-me lucky rabbits foot, a gift from my cousin. I hung it in my kitchen to give me good cooking vibes.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Saying I Love You

Here's the deal: I love to say, "I love you," but I'm not an I-love-you-slut. I've never been the first to say it in a relationship, I don't say it to my mom every time we talk (bc that would be like 15 times a day), and I am not shouting from the rooftops how much I love everyone. I don't even make it that easy for others to love me.

Even so, I really love saying it to people I really love.

I've noticed lately that there are lots of people who don't say "I love you" quite so easily. The same thing goes for hugs. There are those of us who hug, and those who don't. What's up with that? Hugs are like the new handshake. I don't remember the last time I saw someone I know and didn't hug them (unless they were one of those non-huggers).

I think it's all about family. My family is full of hugs and I-love-you's and always has been. I love being around other people's families to see if they are the same. Most are, but not all. And I'm fairly certain my brothers and I are the odd ones out on the "I love you" part, because we say it all.the.time. Whether it's the shortest of phone calls or simplest of texts, there's always a "love you" thrown in there. It's automatic, but sincere.

I guess I'm just saying that if you love someone, tell them. Because I think "I love you" is the nicest compliment I've ever received.

- tree shopping
- tomato plants
- Still being able to make my niece and nephew laugh. Who knew they'd think a walking-hug would be so funny?  (It wasn't)
- hot pink ballet flats
- vacation planning