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Good afternoon!

Okay, so that loud whooshing sound is me letting out my breath.  I was so worried I might offend somebody with last night’s post that I actually forwarded it to my sister for a “sensitivity check” and still fretted I might hurt somebody with it.

I know.  I’m the sensitive one, so worried about upsetting everyone else.  Yep.

I appreciate you guys sharing with me the charities that are close to your heart.  I realize that you shared something with me that was very personal and intimate, and I’m touched that you comfortable enough to share that with me.  Thank you!

Anyway, thanks for the suggestions on haircare!  Surprisingly, that circa-2003 Suave is the best stuff I’ve used before, but another type of Suave made my hair fall out.  You win some, you lose some.

Perhaps I should just look at recipes for making my own shampoo?

Speaking of recipes, while I don’t have an official one for you here today — it’s stuff you’re all familiar with — I had a total win with my breakfast today.

It was so good that I actually didn’t eat it.

Peach Cobbler Breakfast MIM

I threw together a simple MIM — 3 tbs peanut flour, 1/4 tsp baking powder, cinnamon and vanilla, 1/3 cup (estimated) applesauce, and a whole egg — and microwaved it for a couple minutes.

There was a peach on the counter beckoning to me, and I couldn’t resist.  I chopped it into bite-sized pieces (it was an epic Costco peach, by the way) then threw it into the nuker for about two and a half minutes, until it was simmering in its own juices.  I added a sprinkle of cinnamon and vanilla to the peaches, then added a splash of almond milk to round out the flavor.

I layered the MIM into the bottom of my bowl, added the peach, then topped it with an almond butter sauce (almond butter + almond milk, nuked) and a handful of sliced almonds.

It tasted like dessert, seriously.

Omigosh.

Holy yum, but this stuff was good.

I ate a few bites of it, until I realized that there was no way my conscience would let me keep this to myself.  I had to let Amor try it.

He’s generally very receptive to trying new things, but mostly, he tastes my food to be polite.  So, when I offered him a bite, I acknowledged that he accepted it not because my breakfast looked good, but he wanted to spare my feelings.

It even looks delicious! Or not.

He took the bite, and that’s when a curious expression crossed his face.

“Did you like it?”

“It tastes like a cobbler!”

Great.  My breakfast tastes like shoes.  Or rather, a shoemaker.

I'll definitely be making this again.

I ate a few more bites, then asked Amor if he wanted another taste, and was completely floored when he said yes.

What?  He’s actually wanting to eat something that is Kaz-Food?

I was so thrilled that he enjoyed it, that I offered him the rest.  He demurred for a moment, but after confirming that I didn’t mind giving up my breakfast to him, he actually happily accepted it!  Say what?

Then the questions started. “There has to be sugar in this, right?”

Nope.  It was sweetened with applesauce and peach juice.  Really? Really.

“What flour did you use?  That’s peanut flour?”  Yep.  Did I use peanut butter?  Nope, that’s almond butter.

You know it’s a victory when your meat-and-potatoes guy finishes off the entire breakfast and loves it.

Have you ever made something healthful and was surprised when somebody else actually liked it?  What’s your favorite “healthy” recipe? See!  Eating well doesn’t have to be boring!

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

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Whoa!

Where have I been?

Seriously.

Okay, I’m still sick, but I’m like, a content sick.  Being chronically ill sorta forces you to go through the stages of grief, curiously enough.

First, I was in denial.  No, I’m not sick.  I eat tons of veggies, lean protein, whole grains!  How can I, the model vegetarian, be sick?

Then there was, of course, the anger.  I was — and still am, occasionally — livid at my body and even at God for putting me through this.  Why me?  What have I done to deserve this?

Then bargaining.  Okay, I’ll give up soy.  Okay, dairy.  Now gluten.  Nightshades?  C’mon body: I’ll do anything!  Just make me well!

Then the depression struck.  I cried.  A lot.  And I sat on the couch, eating too much chocolate and peanut butter, and only ventured out of the house for doctor’s appointments and work.

And now?  Acceptance.

I’m sick.  Now to get better!  Easier said than done, but I’m determined to do everything I have to in order to properly heal my body.  I have an appointment with a social worker in a couple weeks, and she’s going to help me get insurance.  Then, a couple weeks after that, hopefully they’ll start some tests for me.

Gotta keep my chin up, right?

Today, my appetite has been through the roof, but it was definitely warranted.

First!  Return of the salads!  (Can you tell I’m excited by this?)

My lunch (more on that in a few) held me over an amazing seven hours.  That’s including four insane hours of yard work.

When I came in, I immediately hopped into the shower, scrubbed off about ten pounds of grime and dirt, whipped up a quick dinner for Amor (going seven hours without eating, for him, is no big — for me?  it’s epic, yo), then threw myself together the largest salad the world has ever seen.

Oh, how I missed you, my beloved salad!

I stopped eating salads there for a while.

Without nightshades, they just weren’t fun.

But now, they’re back — I still have awful edema, but I haven’t noticed any improvement after making dietary changes (taking out eggs, taking out legumes, taking out nightshades — still sick, so adding them back).

And salads are yummy again!  This one contained an entire head of romaine, half of a large tomato, a crimini mushroom, a cup of peas, tons of steamed green beans, half an avocado, two or three huge blobs of hummus, and a generous splash of hot sauce.

Ate. It. Up.

Two ripe, juicy plums.

Since I had done four hours of intense yard work and went an entire seven hours without eating, my appetite caught up with me with a vengeance.

For the record, I also ate two rice cakes smeared with tons of applesauce and peanut flour (higher fat, not that low-fat rubbish) as I sat down to type this.

I inhaled two plums, then went into the kitchen for more.

Peanut Butter Pandas and Chocolate Koala Krisp, shoved into my mouth by the fistful.

As I prepared another snack of dates stuffed with peanut butter and dark chocolate, I ate a few handfuls of cereal.

Nothing tastes better than delicious, filling food after working all day, that’s for darn sure.

I love this chocolate forever and ever.

Okay, funny thing about this chocolate.

I really need to do a post called, “A Bajillion and One Reasons I Love Amor.”  While we were at the natural food store, I spotted this chocolate on the shelf, picked it up, and pined for it.

Then I remarked that I didn’t need any more chocolate, and put it back on the shelf.  Without missing a beat, Amor said, “Yes, you do,” plucked it off the shelf, and threw it in the cart.  I love this man.

Then, I ate a piece, enjoyed it…then promptly forgot about it.  I found it tonight while desperately scrounging up some chocolate.  It was hiding under a box of baking supplies, obviously hiding in wait for a day that I truly needed it.

That was tonight, clearly.

Dates + peanut butter + chocolate = match made in Heaven

After I snapped this awful-no-good-very-bad picture, I threw these dates into the microwave for about fifteen seconds.

I let them cool for about a minute, and then enjoyed every single drippy, melty bite.

My shirt enjoyed it, too.  Oops, sorry, Amor.  Was that your shirt?  My bad.

More chocolate was consumed, of course.

Okay!  Backtracking now.

Breakfast.

Spiced cooked apples, peanut butter, and creamy buckwheat groats.

Breakfast may be a new favorite, but the jury’s still out.

While they deliberate, I’ll share the details of what I had for breakfast.

I bought some raw buckwheat groats at the store when I had stocked up on my kasha, but after googling it, I found that some people didn’t like them, claiming that they had a bitter taste.

Since I’m getting a wee bit burnt out on kasha, I decided I might as well try something new.  If I don’t like these untoasted groats, I can always have a bowl of cereal, right?

Could be my new favorite hot cereal, this.

Okay, first off, raw buckwheat groats take longer than kasha to cook.

These took fifteen minutes, about the same as quinoa.

However, they were far more voluminous than quinoa, but not as fluffy as kasha.  The taste, however, was fantastic.  No bitterness whatsoever.  It actually tasted mild and sweet, like oats!

I’m thrilled!  After being oatless for several months, I may have found a suitable replacement for my favorite breakfast staple.

I cooked my groats with a cup of water, vanilla, cinnamon, one whole egg, whisked in some almond milk, then topped it with spiced apples (cooked with a teaspoon of cornstarch, to thicken it like a pie filling) and two tablespoons of peanut butter (turned onto a sauce, with almond milk, and a bit of nuking to get the right consistency.)

I know what I’m having for breakfast again soon!

Okay, now here’s what I’m all excited about, guys.

Lunch.

Oh, boy: lunch.

What is this?

I recently contacted Nogurt, a company that produces a vegan, soy-free, dairy-free, nut-free, and gluten free probiotic yogurt alternative, and expressed interest in their product.

They replied back quickly, and generously offered to send me a few flavors to try.

This is insanely perfect timing, especially with my doctor recommending me to start taking probiotics to restore balance in my tummy.

Well, those samples arrived today.  (Just to clarify, these are free samples given to me from Nogurt, and my review of them is merely my own opinion of them.  There — hopefully I haven’t incurred the wrath of the FCC.)

Wooks: What is it? Oso: Can I eat it?

I immediately tore open the package.

Their arrival couldn’t have been better — they arrived a few minutes before my typical lunch time, so I was more than ready to try one.

Nogurt was extremely generous, and sent me four samples to try out.

Thank you, Nogurt! 😀

Unfortuntely, the pomegranate one had asplode in transit, and I had to throw it out.

However, being the weirdo that I am, I smelled it before tossing it, and it smelled delicious.  If I were slightly less OCD, I would’ve ate it anyway — I almost did, thought, but prudence won out for the time being.

However, that left me with two chocolate and a blueberry to enjoy.

Want to guess which one I went for?

Chocolate, of course!

Psh, chocolate, of course!

No doubt, ever, of that.

Check out the amazing nutritional stats:

Short, simple ingredient list? Check.

As you can see, it doesn’t have a lengthy ingredient list full of weird gums and stabilizers.

This is awesome for me, since I’m very sensitive to gums.  I tried another brand of coconut milk kefir once, if you recall, and had to give it away because all the stabilizers they put in it tore my poor tummy to pieces.

Nogurt doesn’t have any weird stuff in it, which is like, uber-bonus points to me.

Talk about dedication!

I also liked that it’s sweetened with cassava syrup and banana puree.

Anyway, I’m rambling.  I made a long list of my initial thoughts of Nogurt, which I’ll share with you guys tomorrow.

The question is, how did it taste?

Chocolate Nogurt.

As you can see, Nogurt is not yogurt.

The texture is more like kefir than yogurt, which I am fine with.  You’ll see in a moment how I put it to use.

The taste was, in my own opinion, very good.  Delicious, even.

Here’s why I liked it: it was sweet, but not too sweet.  Yes, it has 9 grams of sugar per serving, but as you can see, much of that sugar is probably from banana puree.  I also could taste the banana, but it was very mild and faint.  However, I love the combination of chocolate and banana, so that was not a problem for me.

I also liked that it had a strong chocolate flavor — it wasn’t just sugar with a hint of chocolate, which you might find with other products.

Another thing: it wasn’t tart.  It didn’t taste like yogurt — it was almost like a lightly sweetened chocolate-banana pudding, with emphasis on the chocolate.

I ate about half of it, liking it more and more with each bite, before I realized I had better incorporate it into my lunch lest I spoil my appetite.

Oh, I love dessert for lunch.

Since I wanted my lunch to complement the chocoatey-banananess of the Nogurt, I went ahead and prepared a quick microwave muffin.

I threw together 3 tbs peanut flour, 2 tbs cocoa, 1/3 cup applesauce, 1/4 tsp baking powder, and an egg, then nuked it for about two minutes.

I sliced it up, then layered it onto the bottom of a bowl.

The muffin soaked up the Nogurt like a yummy chocolate sponge.

I topped it with a small banana, sliced, then drizzled the rest of my Nogurt all over it.

I topped it off with about a heaping tablespoon of peanut butter sauce.

Dude.

This rocked, seriously.  The muffin soaked up the Nogurt, and each bite was a chocolate-peanut-butter-banana explosion in my mouth.

And, like I said, I ate this at 2:30 and didn’t get around to eating dinner until 9:30, and this in including four hours of hard manual labor in the yard.  No sugar crash or anything.  Score!

Melty, drippy, delicious, sweet yumminess.

I can’t wait to try the blueberry one!

The other chocolate Nogurt is in the freezer, by the way.  I have evil plans of running it through my food processor with a banana and seeing if I can’t make a wicked banana soft serve out of it.

Okay, so I’m rapidly approaching 2000 words here, and haven’t really talked about what I’d like to do with thisere blog.

I know this sounds selfish, but I’d like to make this blog more about me, if you guys can dig that.

I felt guilty for being sick, which I think is not entirely atypical of many people.  I worried about dragging you down, but you guys rock.

Thank you, each and every one of you, for the warm and kind comments you left on my last post. I smiled as I read each one of them, and felt so cared for and loved!  You guys are awesome!

But yes, I’d like to personalize this blog.  The fact is, you guys know virtually nothing about me, and I think I’d be more interested in sharing myself with you guys.

Is there anything you’d like to know about me? Or am I being a total narcissist?  Feel free to hit up my FAQ page and ask/tell me about stuff you’d like to see me talk about on this blog.

For starters, if you guys are cool with it, I want to talk a bit more about how I recovered from my ED (binge eating disorder).

I’d also like to talk about any discoveries I make about myself as I journey forth to heal my sick body.  For instance, I think I may have figured out one major factor in why I’m so sick: low stomach acid.  It’s just a hypothesis, though, and I can’t wait until the doctors start testing me.

I’m also perhaps going to reduce my posts to twice a day: perhaps a quick morning post, if my breakfast so fancies me, then a nighttime post to highlight my lunch and dinner.

I need to figure out a way to streamline commenting, too.  It takes me like, two hours each day to comment, because I actually read everyone’s blog before commenting.  I’m not part of the tl;dr crowd.

How do you budget your time for blogging/commenting?

Anyway.  It’s late — after 1 am, and I work tomorrow.  Today.  Yikes.

I’ll be up early tomorrow to catch up on you guys.  I missed you!  All of you! ❤

Thanks for reading!  And thanks for being so awesome!

❤ Kaz

Afternoon!

New word to add to your lexicon there: Déjà food.

Déjà Food: (n) – a strong feeling or sensation that you ate something before

Today, I experienced myself some Déjà food.

Last night’s dinner was so good, I had to recreate it today.

I mean, wouldn't you eat this twice?

Unfortunately, silly me, I forgot to put my tin of butter beans away last night, so I had to improvise and sub in some garbanzo beans.

My mouth didn’t seem to mind.

In addition to sauteeing some onions, I also chopped up a small, orange  sweet pepper to add additional flavor.

Mmm, so yummy!

I tossed in some garlic and stirred in the chickpeas.

I added the kale and a couple tablespoons of water, as well as a splash of rice vinegar.

I piled a serving of brown rice on top of it, since I was a bit hungrier than I was last night.

This kept me happy for a couple hours, at which point I prepared myself some dessert.

Apple-peanut butter MIM with cooked apples and a huge dollop of peanut butter.

I prepared a MIM with three tablespoons of peanut flour, 1/4 tsp of baking powder, two huge tablespoons of applesauce, and a generous sprinkle of peanut butter.

I cooked a chopped apple with cinnamon for two minutes in the microwave, then topped my diced MIM with the apples.

I finished it off with a huge glob of peanut butter.

Mmm.  So tasty!

What meal could you eat over and over again?

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Afternoon!

I’m gonna make this quick, since I still have a ton of chores in front of me.

So, I was going to have a smoothie, but my blender is still dirty from last night.

Yes: ew, gross.  I get it.  I’ve had no time to do dishes today.

So, I decided to use my immersion blender, and surprisingly, the little fella held up nicely.

Gak! Ew! Poison!

While cleaning, I stumbled upon something I’ll call “Death Chocolate.”

It promised me energy, and I needed energy to get this house cleaned, and it was full of all sorts of herbs and roots and strange nostrums.

Looked like chocolate, smelled like chocolate, and even the initial taste was of a pleasant amaretto.  But no.  It was Death Chocolate.  One bite and I was through and it was in the garbage.

Blueberry Walnut MIM

Like, I said, lunch had to be quick, and I whipped up a MIM.

Not just any MIM, but a blueberry walnut MIM.  So good!  I stuck with flaxseeds this time, and was impressed with the results.

I topped one with coconut butter.

Coconut goes so well with blueberries and walnuts!

And the other, I enjoyed with an extremely heaping glob of peanut butter.

I have no desire to get hungry again this afternoon, so I made sure to pack in the protein and fat.

To continue the theme of “How to Keep Kaz Full,” I also prepared a heaping bowl of smoothie.

No skimping on the peanut butter for me, thanks.

First, I blended an entire heart of romaine with several fistfuls of spinach.

Into it, I added a splash of orange juice, the last of the coconut water from yesterday, 1/4 cup applesauce, about a cup or so of frozen cherries, and two heaping scoops of rice protein powder.

I don’t like protein powders, but it was there and my body is crying out for protein, so I went ahead and honored my cravings and went with it.

SIAB topped with rice soggies.

I topped it with puffed rice, better known as, rice soggies.

The moment they hit the smoothie, they disintegrated upon contact and became mush in my bowl.

Mmm, rice soggies.  My favorite.

Do you put toppings on your smoothies?  If so, what kind?

And, don’t forget to check out my FAQ page!  Why?  Because, there are no questions on it.  If you’re curious about me, by all means, ask me something!

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Evening, everyone!

So, for some insane reason, I’m a complete KaZombie tonight, so I’ll have to make this quick.

For my afternoon snack, I tackled another MIM for some added protein and carbs.  And, of course, as a vessel for a hearty dollop o’ fat.

MIM with peanut butter and...grapes?

For amusement sake, I added a handful of chopped grapes into the mix.

My brain thought, “Oh, grapes are jelly!  This will be just like a peanut butter and jelly muffin!”

Not quite, but still very yummy.

Buncha grapes.

I enjoyed a large bunch of grapes on the side for a snack.

Rinsed, of course.

Pesticide-y dust definitely not included.

For dinner, I wanted something different.

Since I had a hot lunch earlier, I decided icy cold was the way to go for dinner.

Smoothie with peanut butter drizzle.

After eating my smoothie with a spoon yesterday, today I decided that a SIAB (smoothie in a bowl) was the only way to go.

I mixed my weight of romaine, a half a pound of frozen strawberries, a half a large banana, a handful of grapes and a little over a dozen cherries in my blender with a scoop of cocoa powder and a scoop of rice protein powder.

I thickened it with a bit of guar gum, and topped it with a peanut butter drizzle.

So good!

I love this chocolate! Must buy more when I run out!

Dessert included two pieces of this amazing dark chocolate that I’m going to be so sad when I run out of it.

And, the other half of last night’s Larabar was also consumed in alternating nibbles of chocolate.

Mmm, dark chocolate coated Peanut Butter Cookie Larabar?  Yes please!

I love these!

And, I just snacked on a clementine.

Off to bed I go!

What do you like adding to your smoothies? Mine almost always contains a leafy green of sorts, and strawberries.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz

Afternoon, folks!

‘Cha up to?

Good, good.

I’ve been a busy girl this afternoon.

You see, when I’m anxious and worried, I have to stay busy.  Cooking is therapeutic, and I love throwing various ingredients into a bowl and watching and waiting to see how they turn out.

First, a fail, for your viewing pleasure:

Tasted great, but the texture was off.

I tried to gluten-free my Mom’s sour-milk biscuit recipe.

It tasted pretty dang good.  At least, that’s what I thought, three biscuits later.

However, they were very crumbly, and either I need to give in and add gums, or find another binding agent to make them work.

Gluten free biscuit with a generous drizzle of honey.

Then, I started on another recipe.

All this talk of muffins made me want muffins in a serious way.

Yeah.

Omigosh! Best muffin ever!

However, before I give you this recipe for my Gluten-Free Banana Walnut Muffins, you must promise me something.

Ready?

Promise me.  Promise me you won’t screw around with the recipe to cut the calories or make it “low fat” or anything like that.

Please.

Perfectly sweet and moist with a wonderful balance of flavor.

I can tell, when I look at somebody’s pictures of their muffins, if they did something silly like using applesauce in the place of the oil.

The texture is off.  They look dry and lumpish, even though the baker rushes to assure you how moist they are.

So, like, what?  Two tablespoons of fat, spread out over the course of a dozen muffins, is going to make the muffin top miraculously appear right over the waistband of your jeans?

Best muffins ever, no doubt in my mind.

And if you try to take out the sugar and sub in something hideous like sucralose?

I will march to your house and give you sharp, swift kick in the shins.

Don’t try me.  I’m very serious about my muffins.

These muffins are both somehow light yet dense, moist, hearty, sweet (but not too sweet!) and extremely healthful without tasting like health food.

I am in love with my muffins. Is that weird? If so, I don't want to be normal.

So promise me.

Promise me you’ll make them as is, without taking out the sugar or fat or trying to change them around to make them “healthier”.

Promise?

Good.

I’ll have the recipe up tonight, then.  Only after I have your solemn vow, of course.

Thanks for reading!

❤ Kaz