Post Christmas Mini Detox

My thoughtful husband bought me a juicer for Christmas this year. Something I've wanted for 10 years, but couldn't justify spending that much money.
For the entire week before I had pigging out on cookies, artichoke and spinach dip loaded with cheeses, bacon, cream, butter, and all the other rich foods that Christmas wouldn't be the same without. I also felt very tired, but just chalked it up to all the demanding activities that holiday entails.

The day after Christmas, I decided to put it to good use by embarking on a week long mini detox.
I bundled up and drove over to Nature's Pantry before the storm hit. I wanted to buy organic vegetables and fruit just for this week even if they were more expensive, the benefits would outweigh the cost.
I was surprised and delighted to find that the majority of the produce was the same price or cheaper than the pesticide laden stuff from the supermarket. Some local, some not, but definitely a thriftier alternative to Shoprite or Price Chopper organics whose prices are nearly doubled. They have a small variety, mostly root vegetables, mushrooms, kale, cabbage. Nick and I have already made a resolution for the new year to strive to eat more local produce even if that means sacrificing our favorites because they're out of season.
I was also amazed at how many people were shopping there, and during a snowstorm! I met two women from South Africa (with beautiful accents if I may add) that were organic vegans, shopping in the bulk section. We had a chat about how much cheaper the organic bulk grains were here than any packaged non-organic version in the supermarket. Who knew this little oasis existed right here in Newburgh?

So I stocked up on quinoa, millet, beans, farro, barley, and a little of everything from the produce section.
I try to make my juices part green, part purple, part fruit for this week. This one has wheat grass, kale, golden beet (ran out of the regular ones), pear and a bit of ginger. Then I stir in some probiotics for good measure. MaryJane and Nick prefer just the beet and apple/pear juice, a bit sweeter and more palatable, but they follow our home's golden rule, "That you must try everything, if you like it have more, if not, you try it again some other time."

Then I made us a millet bowl with black beans and vegetables . Very hearty and very satisfying.

 Most meals have been meat free this week (we did have an amazing spaghetti squash and meatballs Sunday night for dinner, still counts right?) and loaded with whole grains and fresh/raw produce.

MILLET

3/4 cup millet

1 1/2 cups black beans soaked and already prepared

2 tablespoons minced fresh ginger

Kosher salt

3 cups water

VEGETABLES

4 shiitake mushrooms (2 ounces), sliced 1/4 inch thick

1/2 bunch red kale

1 cup shredded red cabbage

2 scallion, thinly sliced

Freshly ground black pepper

 Pinch of salt

3 TBSP extra virgin olive oil

3 TBSP cider vinegar

Directions

1. Place millet, black beans, and ginger in a small saucepan. Add 1/2 teaspoon salt and water. Bring to a boil, stir once, then reduce heat and simmer, covered, for 25 minutes. Allow to rest for 10 minutes, then fluff with a fork.
2. Saute shiitakes in a wok for 3 minutes. Add kale and scallions and cook for 4 to 6 minutes more. Remove from heat.
3. Add 3 TBSP cider vinegar. Season with a dash of salt.
4. Transfer millet to bowls and garnish with sauteed and crunchy raw red cabbage. Season to taste with salt and pepper. (SERVES 5)

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

Fingers and Toes

MaryJanes was delighted to present her Grandpa with fingers and toes as an appetizer at dinner last week. And she made toe jam to dip it in!

Spooky Things

 We used our regular mashed potato and mashed sweet potato recipe then piped them through a pastry bag fitted with a cake decorating tip. We shaped them into ghosts and pumpkins, respectively of course, then used a paint brush with black food dye to decorate.
A small festive treat.

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

First Round of Canning

Our first harvest of Early girls (red) and Lemon boys (yellow).Sanitizing the jars and lids.Blanching then icing tomatoes to remove their skins. 

A secret sauce preparation, then the resulting marinara sauces are ladled into the mason jars and boiled to create a seal.

Seven Jars of mouthwatering spaghetti sauce for my family to enjoy the tastes of summer into the fall and hopefully the winter, too.
For canning tips and recipes see the USDA guidlines -- canning is not difficult, but must be followed precisely to avoid foodbourne illness.

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

A Day at the Beach

By mid July, my body longs for the beach. We took our first trip on Sunday to Long Branch, New Jersey. It was our first time there. We chose it because it was a quick two hour drive from where we live. The forecast called for possible rain, but we got a good four hours out of the nice weather, then, had a surprisingly delicious late lunch at High Tide. The place didn't look like much from the outside or inside for that matter, but the food was very fresh, tastefully prepared, and extremely inexpensive for it's quality. I had a lobster roll with handcut fries while MJ had her favorite dish of the month, macaroni and cheese, that was so silky smooth. Then we made a dessert stop at Tasty D-lite, which I haven't had since my days as a Manhattanite. And thankfully, the rain didn't begin until we were on the road home.

Living off the Land

Our plan for the summer was to sustain ourselves on just the land for our fresh produce. We planted blueberries,  raspberries, and strawberries and were pleasantly surprised to find mulberries and wild blackberries already growing. Our blueberries didn't do as well as we expected. There is a large Japanese beetle population in our neighborhood and despite our efforts (beetle bags and homemade organic insecticide) they all but completely devoured the plants. The good news is that the blueberries are a perennial and will be back next year. I think I've also found an organic solution to these pests. There is a bacteria called milky spore, that when applied to the ground in August infects the beetle larvae as soon as they hatch disrupting the life cycle. It's completely harmless to all other plants, animals, and people and I believe it stays around for a couple of years.

Our raspberries did survive, perhaps because the produce a bit later and are thriving. We wake up each morning, walk Nana (our puppy), then head straight to the raspberry patch to pick our breakfast. If I had my drothers I'd have enough to make jam for jarring, but my little one can't get enough. They don't even make it in the house. No complaints though, she prefers them without any sugar added. We always have next year to plant more.

{this moment}

In honor of a woman I truly admire, Amanda Blake Soule, I am carrying her tradition that I think is very sweet and makes for an inspirational weekend.

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 

Wishing you a beautiful weekend!

Mary, How Does Your Garden Grow...

Every morning, and several times a day, I check my garden to see what's ready for harvesting. This is our first official garden since we now have the space in our new home. I loved being in my grandfather's garden as a child. He grew tomatoes, green beans, wax beans, asparagus, and I think some squash...It's been a long time. He also had a few apple trees that I played hide-and-seek underneath and snacked while hiding. I attribute my love of fruit and vegetables to the time spent at my grandparents' house. I knew whenever I was there, there was always something fresh to picked and transformed into the family meals. I remember being hungry late one night (after the Merv Griffin show) and asking my grandmother for something to eat, expecting some cheese and crackers or some other convenient snack. Instead she went to the stove and prepared warm homemade applesauce from the apples in the backyard she had picked earlier that day. I had to be no more than 4, definitely before grade school, but I remember how special it was and that memory sticks with me today. I think it's important to teach our children the process from seed, to fruit, to table and the self reliance of being able to grow it yourself.

My scaredy cat, Mabel, carefully watches me garden and makes sure the plants don't get more attention than her.