Archive | August, 2012

HOLY SHIT VEGAN NACHOS

18 Aug

This is really exciting, guys.  Vegan nachos.  I gave myself a belly ache with these things.

I got so excited that I instagrammed my vegan nachos.  Then I frowned a bit because I got so excited that I instagrammed my vegan nachos.  Then I ate them and I was happy again.

 

There’s not a whole lot to this recipe.  For my birthday, Paul bought me some Nacho Teese.  I love Teese.  I was holding onto it for a special occasion.  This was it.

Holy Shit Vegan Nachos

Ingredients
 
vegan pita breads, as many as you want to eat
1 15oz. can black beans, rinsed and drained
1/2 cup salsa (whatever you like, I used Hot Green Mountain Gringo
1 cup Boca crumbles
1 Tbsp. curry paste
pinch of cayenne pepper
diced tomatoes, to taste
Nacho Teese, to taste
jalapeno slices, for topping
extra salsa, for topping
reduced fat Vegenaise, for topping

Directions
1) Preheat oven to 350F. Cut each pita into triangles, I got six from each pita. Coat a baking sheet with cooking spray, place the pita triangles on it, and spray with a little more cooking spray. Bake until crispy, about 10 minutes or so.
2) While the pitas are toasting in the oven, place the black beans, boca crumbles, 1/2 cup salsa, curry paste, and cayenne pepper in a small pot. Cook over medium heat until the crumbles are cooked through and the combination is thickened.
3) Heat your Nacho Teese in the microwave, until molten and awesome looking.
4) Assemble! Place your pita wedges on a plate. Top those wedges with some of the black bean-boca mixture, some diced tomatoes, and your Nacho Teese. Top that with some more salsa, jalapeno slices, and some vegenaise (sounds gross? It’s good) and whatever else you might want to top it with.
5) Fuuuuuck. Eat that stuff.

Also, I like this article so much. Thirteen mile run tomorrow! It will be “slow”. I’m saving the .1 for my official half marathon 🙂

What I Ate When I Ran Twelve Miles for the First Time (WIAW #82)

15 Aug

Oh hey there! I do a lot of What I Ate Wednesdays. I wasn’t going to bother this week, until I realized that I was running 12 miles on Sunday for my half marathon training, and I figured why not do a 12 mile run WIAW. Otherwise known as WIAWIR12MFTFT. Catchy!

I tried to get a lot of calories in me before the run. We started out at around 5pm. So I had the whole day in front of me! Or I did, until we decided not to wake up until around 11:30-ish.

Oh well. Long run day breakfast is pretty much always oatmeal.

I cook my oatmeal funny. I add lots of liquid to it! For each serving of oats I add 1 cup water and 1 cup almond milk. Plus a little sweetener and cinnamon. Also usually some ground flax seed, but in my sleep overdosed state I forgot it. Then I cook it for a real long time! Then it gets glomped in a bowl and things get added to it before it is eaten. BAM! RECIPE!

I added a tablespoon of my homemade almond butter and some maple syrup. So good. Not pictured is the nectarine I also ate with it.

I can’t eat real close to running time, so I made some lunch around 3:30-ish. Paul’s parents had been here the day before so we had sandwich fixings. I don’t usually eat sandwiches. I love them, but I always feel like I finish them too quickly. I’m all about having a huge plate full of food. Salads are better that way. Anyway, I had some veggie turkey and my home pickled sweet pickles and lettuce on a lavash with veggies (the tomatoes are from Paul’s parent’s garden!) and hummus. Good stuff.

As the run came closer, I had to get our stuff together. Camelbaks, Gus, and a sodium shot. What’s a sodium shot? It’s awesome, I’ll tell you that. I’m going to dedicate a whole post to them at some point.

I’m surprised you can’t see the stink lines coming off of my camelbak, actually. I am not dainty. It’s since been washed, though!

I only went through one of the Gus on the twelve mile run. What a run, too. As soon as we left the house, it started pouring, with thunder in the distance. We waited ten minutes, and it looked like it was letting up so Paul was like, “hey let’s just go.” So we did, and it started pouring again! For the first mile and a half or so. Then it lightened up some. And there was a rainbow! It was awesome! Awesome except for my soggy feet. Twelve miles in waterlogged socks. Imagine the blisters. Okay, now imagine more of them. Ugh.

Anyway, we made it! And I came back inside and was ravenous. Which is weird, because my long runs have been leaving me nauseated for hours up until now. It looks like my stomach is getting used to long distance running! Go stomach!

This is stuff that I ate before my shower. Honey roasted peanuts, a crumpet, and some maple kettle corn. Oh and water!

Shower and stretch before dinner time. Dinner was easy, pita pizzas! With veggie pepperoni, spinach, and vegan cheese. Pretty yummy!

Once dinner was over, I still had about 1400 calories left to eat for the day. Crazy! So Paul and I went to Walmart (the only thing open late in New Hampshire) like a couple of stoners on a mission. Junk food! We actually wanted to get decadent tofutti ice cream bars, but Walmart… you know. So, cookies and candies it was!

Disclaimer: we didn’t eat all this. Actually, we didn’t touch the chocolate and Paul brought most of it into work the next day for the vultures to eat. But it felt good to buy a bunch of junk food.

Before bed we also shared a bottle of cider. Mmm, cider.

So yup, that’s what I eat when I run twelve miles.

See what other people eat here!:

What the cucumber?

14 Aug

As of the beginning-ish of May, Paul and I have lived in an apartment complex here in New Hampshire. It’s a nice place, a little small, but very quiet and full of nice people. One of the perks of this place is the garden plots.

We were able to snatch one up upon moving in, and have been tending to a good sized plot of dirt, trying to grow things. Our pole beans seem to be positioned in just the right spot that they are doing very well, but our cucumber plants (that we were sure would die shortly after planting) have been doing great! We put in a bush variety, not ever hearing of a cucumber bush. Sure enough, we needed to trellis them. But anyway, our first cucumber looked like a lemon!

What the heck, cucumber?!

Upon slicing, we found that it looked more like a cucumber inside. And it tasted good, as have the subsequent cucumbers that look more like cucumbers than lemons.

Last week, I found out how easy it is to make your own nut butter. I’ve been on a long search, trying to find the best natural peanut butter (I think I found it – Once Again Crunchy, no salt, opinions?), but I had a feeling I was missing something. So I headed out to my co-op to buy a pound of almonds. I went with the dry roasted, no salt almonds, instead of raw. I could have roasted them in my oven, but I was feeling lazy and didn’t know how this was going to pan out.

After less than ten minutes in my food processor (with a pinch of sea salt added), voila! Almond butter! The best I’ve ever had? Indubitably.

I’ve been putting it on everything lately, even just on spoons that go directly into my mouth.

And then I try to justify it with the “you’ve been training so hard for this half marathon you need calories” talk. More on that tomorrow.

Blueberry Jam Workout

9 Aug

So you guys, I’m trying to start up a homestead jam making business.  Just to sell at farmers markets and on etsy.  I have my homestead license paperwork almost all filled out, I have my $50 to give to the state of New Hampshire, and I have a name for my little business.  I need to talk to my awesome artist friend, Jon Schnapp, about artwork for labels.

It’s a lot of work!

I’ve been trying out all sorts of different recipes, finding what tastes best. After bringing back like seven pounds of blueberries when Paul and I visited my parents, I decided to try my hand at blueberry jam.

I’m not going to give you the recipe, but I will say that if you are ever looking through the Ball Canning Book, and you see a recipe for blueberry lime jam that uses apples.. maybe you can find a better recipe.

Don’t get me wrong, this jam tastes amazing! It’s almost like a blueberry marmalade.

But the recipe. Oh man, sweat and tears. No blood!

I’m not sure why the recipe requires you to cut up the apples, peel and all, and then push it all through a sieve to make applesauce. Would it be different if I peeled, cored, cooked the apples and then pureed them? Is there more pectin in the peel and core? I need to research. Pushing cooked apples through a sieve is hard work.

But the apple pectin worked wonderfully! The jam came together quickly and set well.

I think next I’m going to try a more traditional blueberry jam. But this one was not a wasted attempt.

I like it swirled into oatmeal. Yum yum yum.

What I Ate Wednesday – Birthday Edition!

8 Aug

Hey I had a birthday not long ago! I’m 31! My birthday was actually at the end of July, so this is a bit late. But anyway. My birthday day was very relaxing. I went on a 3.1 mile run for my 31st, which is something I want to make a habit of for birthdays to come!

Paul came home with a bag full of goodies from Cafe Indigo, like really a bag full. We shared a piece of vegan fudge before going out to eat sushi. After sushi we headed to a bar that I had heard has many beers on tap, and then we went galactic bowling! I haven’t been bowling in years. I’m still terrible at it, it seems!

But this What I Ate Wednesday is about what I ate the day AFTER my birthday! Paul and I headed down to Boston, with plans to stay at a swanky hotel and go see a play in a park in Chelsea.

We woke up late-ish and had breakfast. Judge me if you want, but I eat egg white omelets sometimes. Paul makes really good omelets, what can I say.

This one had spinach, sauteed mushrooms, and vegan cheese in it. We had toasted pitas with homemade blueberry lime jam (more on that tomorrow!) and fruit salad.

After packing up our things for the night, we made a pit stop at the local running store. I picked up a new pair of Mizuno Inspires, since the Brooks Adrenaline were just not working out for me (not enough room in the toe box for my freakishly long second toes). Across the street is this cafe called Planet Marshmallow that sells homemade marshmallows. We picked up a bag. Again, feel free to judge! I ate eggs and gelatin on the day after my birthday. It happens sometimes. I ate some with a banana on the way to Boston

We checked into this totally swanky hotel that had bath robes and slippers waiting for us (I think rich people have freakishly small feet?) and it started looking like it was going to rain. We were pretty sure the play in the park was off, so we decided to walk around. We had a small snack and some coffee before heading out

The plan was to walk in the direction of Veggie Galaxy in Cambridge. I am obsessed with this place, they have the most amazing food and I have to eat there every time we’re in Boston. We made it about a mile before it started raining. I saw this shortly before getting on the T.

Don’t forget!

So it started POURING! Stupid us, we brought umbrellas with us, but didn’t take them on our walk. Of course, a little corner store had some for us to purchase. We made it to Veggie Galaxy mostly dry.

And then we ate so much.

We skipped the vegan frappe this time, sadly. It is so delicious but so filling.
I ordered the Vegetable Pot Pie with smoked tofu, covered in pesto, with mashed sweet potatoes and arugula. We ordered a kids portion of the vegan mac and cheese because it is too good to not order. It had to be done. And Paul had the Beer Battered House Smoked Tofu, which came with red cabbage slaw and the most delicious black pepper french fries. I mean, how awesome does this food look? It tastes even better! They even make their own ketchup. Seriously. Love you, Veggie Galaxy.

After eating, it was still raining. We made it over the Charles river, but not without getting drenched. So, we decided to pick up some booze, get a cab back to the hotel, and just relax for the night.

Mission accomplished! We shared a bottle of cider, and some black IPA. The IPA went so well with a Cafe Indigo brownie:

We spent the rest of the night curled in our bath robes, watching the olympics. That was a fine birthday for me!