As part of embracing and choosing hope in this new season, I recently joined a couple of mommy groups on Facebook. It’s quite a diverse variety of mixes with lots to learn in the blessed “you too?!?!” so I’m quite excited! 🙂 🙂
There are the expat mommies where I can search out familiar comforts, a breastfeeding group, a recipe exchange group specific to cooking for young children, to my current favorite (because it is really the only group I can actively participate in now), a recipe exchange group of home cooked food!
Every day, these mommies get in their kitchen and cook up deliciousness then share their pictures with little hints and tips. It is fun and so very inspiring!
One of the ladies recently shared a banana bread recipe she made in her rice cooker and I could not stop thinking and obsessing about banana bread after that.
It’s weird because I normally stay as far away as I can from bananas (I think it’s a texture thing) but somehow when you mash it up into a loaf, my goodness is that yummy yummy yummy.
I love comfort food. Comfort food for me sometimes looks like a big bowl of fluffy white rice with beef and broccoli, or a warm bowl of vegetable broth and noodles though my current could-eat-this-everyday FAVORITEEEEEE is my mama’s Chinese Ginger Chicken Noodle (Mee Sua) Soup.
Other times though, the more “American” part of me craves for a grilled cheese sandwich with homemade tomato-ey vegetable soup, a cheese-avocado quesadilla, spicy homemade queso with chips and guacamole, or a perennial favorite, casserole of any kind with ooey-gooey perfectly browned and oozy melted cheese on top.
Please keep in mind that I’ve also just thrown up every meal for the last three months and have had to stay away from dairy so I hope it explains the cheese monster that woke up this morning and inhabited my body.
Or maybe we could just blame the sweet little awesome baby.
Let’s blame baby. 😛
This week held so much fun and happy that just putting together this post made my heart smile and mouth water all over again! 🙂
We celebrated a special birthday boy with a yearly tradition of cake at midnight!
I had a quiet Saturday to myself since the boys were working and the busy bee is planning a few surprises for a someone’s birthday that shall not be named. 😛
I didn’t use to love the quiet, in fact, I used to hate the alone. When you’ve spend a gazillion lonely nights waiting, you come to hate the dark and the deafening silence of empty.
I would sit with Cody by my side on the couch and read a book, or cook up a storm to store in the freezer, or bring home work just to be busy.
It was hard to be still with the thoughts and the gut wrenching knowing that this was not the life I imagined.
I’m so excited to share this post with you. It’s been my project for the last couple of weeks and I’m so dang giggly to be able to unveil the magic of
Thanksgiving Friendsgiving this year.
I write recipes a lot when I’m cooking. And by write, I really mean, I just make it up. Sometimes, this involves intense Pinterest research or doctoring a worn passed down super-loved recipe to our favorites. Or sometimes, it’s just going to the store and getting seduced by the colors and textures of what’s fresh and in season and screaming ME SO YUMMY! Or maybe it’s my fridge, guilting me, because I have eaten out all week and there is produce going to waste and that just makes me sad.
I’ll tell you a secret though, 95% of the time, I wing it. I’m a big believer of winging a recipe, why put nuts if you hate nuts? Why not add more garlic if you love garlic? Of course you can add bacon, bacon is almost always good. Sometimes it works, and sometimes, it’s affectionately known as a “Kayu” night which means, take your no thank you bite and we’re grabbing supper at Kayu! 🙂