plant based eats + treats
Hallo again friends! Sending you some magical vibes and sunshine on this wistful grey Sunday. This weekend has been all about music and the quarterly Moon Masquerade my bandmate Anna B + my husband Logan organize! And it went off smashingly on Saturday night! Larkspur (my band) opened and our good friends Lobo Marino headlined. We’re…
In the slim pearly light of another grey day, I am slurping the last dregs of a bowl of miso. I stare out the window at my tangled, leafless mulberry tree. Below the mulberry are two barren rose of Sharon trees. Their brown seed pods face the sky like dried daisies, if daisies were daggers….
Winter has really settled in now, like a house guest that keeps prodding me to put the kettle on. I sleep in late, have 5 extra cups of tea, eat hot porridge with coconut milk and jam every day. I plod around in squashy polka dot slippers. I sigh at the overcast skies and take…
There’s a little ear worm that’s been running through my head.
The phrase: manifest magic.
It’s this idea of bringing the inexplicably beautiful and unusual into ones gravity, simply by noticing more magic alive in the world.
As I’ve been playing with using this phrase as a mantra over the past year, I’ve noticed that it helps me listen and watch out for kismet, serendipity. I create space for noticing beauty and meaning in mundane things. Like finding tiny gold nuggets in the vast murky river of the day to day.
So as we step gently out of the threadbare robe that is 2016 into the shimmering silken kimono of 2017, I invite you too to manifest more magic in your everyday. I invite you to see the world as a wonder. To find joy in the silly, childish and odd. To lay in the grass and watch the shapes clouds make. To awe at the pink in your lovers cheek. To listen to the way rain makes music of the air.
This juice is a bit of simple, everyday magic. It’s sweet, tart, spicy and refreshing. Packed with pears, apples, cucumber, kale, celery, ginger, grapes and lemon.
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On the little side table in my office, the one next to the cozy recliner I’m currently writing in, there’s a pile of gardening books, seed catalogs, half-full journals and creative writing books. I’ve spent all morning thinking of the edible gardens and sparkling flower beds I’m planting this year. Imagining the roses I’ll train…
Can I be real with you guys? I’m completely disinterested in all of the sugary treats of the Winter holidays this year. I would say honestly I’m craving salty lentils and mushrooms on toast, hydrating miso soup with seaweed, deep dark greens, eggs, seafood and citrus. There’s absolutely nothing treat-like about that line-up. I don’t…
Outside of my window glossy holly branches sway, their tender spikes cutting the air. The camellia tree resists the wind, knotted with thick green flower buds. Maroon leaves on my blueberry bushes shake. I think of the man in a yellow jacket at the market weaving wreaths from grapevines, what he might choose to do…
Tis the season of ever darkening days, of twinkle lights and velvet and pine. Where the rest of the world seems to be speeding up for the holidays, I feel deeply aware of the slowness of things. Nature is sinking its energy earthward. Bare trees shake in cold wind. The evergreens bask in their newfound…
This doughnut recipe was born out of a Sunday-morning sweet-tooth, on a day when we had very little in the house for breakfast. It was cold and I drank coffee while I whipped up the batter. I padded around the kitchen — toes freezing but absentmindedly forgetting to put on socks. The light was golden. As…
There are so many veg shepherds pie recipes out there. Google it or search on Pinterest and about a thousand recipes come up. All laden with cozy potatoes and filled with mixed vegetables and legumes. That’s all well and good. I mean, I love comfort-food just like the next gal. But when I decided to develop a…
