Archive for September, 2012

Gratitude, Version 3.0


2012
09.25

We’re headed out on a monster road trip soon, which will take us through most of the desert west. We’ll make stops in Nevada, Utah and Arizona before heading home. This will be a challenge for me, as my irrational fear of dehydration death is suddenly not so irrational.

We’ve been planning this trip for more than a year, and I’m thrilled to be able to go. In the past few months, I’ve just been so grateful every day of the circumstances in our life that allow us to do this, that I decided to revive an old tradition of mine.

gratitude board

Except this was in an old bedroom and I moved a few years ago. Since then, I’d keep a list of things I was grateful for in my journal, but they’re so much more powerful when you see them. And then I found this white board on the side of the road that said “Free.” Jackpot!

I bought a bunch of colored markers, hung it in the kitchen and wrote I’m Grateful… on the top of it. A few days later I asked Sante what he was grateful for.

When I wrote a few of his down, he asked, “Are you gonna change that to ‘We’re Grateful’ now?” My smile couldn’t have gotten bigger.

sante and rebecca grateful board

I don’t think I’ve ever really had an ongoing thanksgiving with someone. Maybe during actual Thanksgiving we’d all talk about what we’re thankful for, but this has really opened up conversation and my mind to how much more I have. I mean, I probably wouldn’t have thought to say I was grateful for a four-slot toaster.

What about you? How do you remind yourself to be thankful? Do you chat with others about it? I knew one family that said what they were thankful for every morning at breakfast. How rad is that?

I know in the next few weeks I’m going to be extremely grateful for drinking water. Embrace all your blessings folks. We’re surrounded by them!

Happy Birthday Dear Sante!


2012
09.19

I’m a huge fan of birthdays. It is, after all, your own personal holiday. And I get excited about other people’s birthdays as well, which confuses some but amuses most. And really, who wouldn’t get excited about their birthday?

Apparently there are a lot of folks out there, including my hubby. And his is today. That’s right: My sweet Virgo man is celebrating his birthday today. He also happens to be returning home from a business trip, so it’s like a present for me!

Obviously I’ve been missing him these last few days, so I thought for his birthday, I’d write him a little list of things I love about him and miss in particular since he’s been away.

Eating dessert. Now we all know I’m a fan of pastries and candy. No bones about it. I love me some sugar. But it seems like things just taste better when you share them, which is probably why I enjoy giving my baked goods away. And Sante loves the brownies, cookies, fudge, cupcakes and any other treat I make.

sante eating pie crust

Every night he’ll ask, “Are you having dessert?” I know damn well he is. Sitting at home alone, there’s no one to ask me that question or make that delighted “Mmm” sounds with when we’re eating something particularly decadent.

His warmth. I’m not really talking about his personality here (although I could say that too). I mean physical body heat. Sante is my furnace at night when I sleep, so when he’s away I pile on the blankets.

And in a weird way, the house cools off too. I’ve even considered turning on the heat. It’s summer! And I’d wear one of his hoodies, but even they don’t seem as thick and cozy.

sante wearing every hoodie in his closet

Maybe I’m wearing them wrong.

Laughing. Who doesn’t like to laugh? I am certainly a fan, which is why the comedy genre is high on my list of movie preferences. I watched a few romantic comedies while Sante was away (along with some sci-fi he’s not into), but there’s nothing that substitutes for Sante’s brand of random, one-off wittiness.

Like a few weeks ago when I asked him to model the scarf I knit for him so I could blog about it. We went outside in the morning before work and he fired off these beauties.

sante fancy scarf

Like the duck face? I was laughing so hard and was stoked that not only was he OK with modeling but totally fine with me posting the pictures. This man rules. And my laughter doesn’t sound the same when he’s not around.

His smile. Apparently he’s heard it from more than just me, but this guy has a winning grin. It lights up my life, even when he’s laughing at me.

sante laughing

Or pulling a stocking over my head.

That smile hasn’t changed a bit. I’ve seen photos of him as a toddler and there it is. Adorable.

Bike talk. This came as a surprise to me, but I miss the incessant, mostly one-sided conversations about the merits of the 29ers and tubeless tires,   what type of bike to ride in what race, and whether or not he should carry a pack on this ride. It’s no secret this man loves to ride his bicycle.

sante pelot riding collage

But it’s obvious he’s wearing off on me, because not only have I gone mountain biking, I now own more than one bike  and am actually excited to hear about the new stuff he saw while he was away on his business trip. Because that’s bike related too. Love the man, love the bike, I guess.

So welcome home hunny and happy birthday. I’m excited to celebrate with you and am happy to have you to miss. May you (and I) be blessed with many years of smiles, jokes, sweets, warmth and bike riding.

My (Nothing’s) Impossible List


2012
09.11

For awhile now, I’ve been thinking about writing a life list. You know what I’m talking about. They’re all over the Internet. Some people call it a bucket list.

I’ve been hesitant because I have tried to get away from the to-do list. I just don’t want my life to boil down to crossing stuff off lists. I want to do things because the opportunity presents itself, not because I get to check it off some list.

But every time I saw someone’s list, a little voice in my head would say “I want to do that.” And I shush it up like some obnoxious child talking during a movie. Still it would persist.

“That looks fun,” she’d say. “What would be on my list?” And she’d start to dream.

dreams and wishes. 62/365

Then I’d slam the door on her little dreams because I’m the adult and what I say goes. Right?

But recently I read this post on how to have a personal life and run a successful business. The secret, it turns out, is to have a list of things you want to do in your life. Written down. Where you can see them from time to time.

Now I’m feeling really sheepish. I talk about setting goals, writing them down and coming back to them all the time. Then I saw the name of someone’s list. He called it The Impossible List, and it was not a bucket list.

It’s all those things that he thought only the cool guys in movies did. Things that at one point he never thought he could do. He was looking for a challenge. When I saw this, the little dreamer in my head started working overtime and I couldn’t shut her up. Because I was dreaming too.

Joel Runyon has inspired me to create my own list. I borrow heavily from his format, and many of the challenges I’ve witnessed other awesome people doing, but they’re all my very own desires. My (not-so) impossible dream.

Edited 11/21/12 to add fencing and change state count.

Life

  • Change at least one person’s life each year through my writing.
  • Donate annually to the charitable organizations I believe in.
  • Leave a legacy.
  • Grow a garden big enough to supply us with our produce.
  • Teach people how to garden, cook, knit and crochet.
  • Participate in a flash mob.
  • Go to a World Series game.

Fitness

  • Participate in a triathlon.

One time I participated in a 5K. A triathlon seems not entirely impossible.

Travel

    • Visit all 50 states in the United States. (28 down, 22 to go!)
    • Visit six continents: North America, South America, Europe, Asia, Australia (I don’t like cold, and Antarctica doesn’t need more tourists.)
    • Camp on top of a mountain.
    • Camp in the desert.
    • See a hockey game at the Winter Olympics.

I was blown away when I made a life-long dream come true before I was 30! Yeah!

  • Watch diving at the Summer Olympics.
  • Own property in five parts of the world.
  • Participate in an archaeological dig.
  • Sleep under the stars in the jungle.
  • Travel for three months of the year, every year.
  • Live in a different country for a few years.
  • Hike across the U.K.
  • See the Northern Lights in Finland.
  • Throw my husband and I a party somewhere fabulous and pay for all our friends to attend.

Adrenaline Rushes

    • Go sky diving.
    • Learn to rock climb.
Penyfan

Because not even a fear of heights can ruin this view.

  • Ride roller coasters at least once a year.
  • Sing in front of a stadium crowd.
  • Speak publicly to thousands of people.
  • Appear on live television.
  • Be interviewed on The Daily Show.
  • Be interviewed on Fresh Air.
  • Climb a volcano.
  • Swim in a public fountain.

Skillz

    • Learn to play the guitar.
    • Speak Spanish confidently.
    • Own and play the piano every day.
    • Learn and apply herbology into my daily life.
Herb Harvest

Hello lovelies!

  • Learn to ride a motorcycle.
  • Learn to invest in the stock market.
  • Get my J.D. and protect the First Amendment.
  • Learn to program software and computer hacking.
  • Learn to be a bee keeper.
  • Learn to play chess and beat someone who’s better than me.

Business

  • Work for myself full-time.
  • Earn six figures annually.
  • Retire with six figures annually.
  • Write a novel.
  • Write a best-selling novel.
  • Write a Pulitzer Prize winning novel.
  • Write a best-selling personal development book.
  • Have novel made into movie by Coen Brothers
  • Own a bakery specializing in gluten-free and dairy-free pastries.
  • Own a B&B.

I’m pretty sure these will evolve and change as life usually does. And I’m going to check back on it occasionally. Really, I made this list for the dreamer in me. I’m pretty sure now that it’s written down, reality and I are going to find some common ground.

Is there anything you’re surprised isn’t on my list? Let me know. Would you make an Impossible List? I wanna hear about it!

Delicious gluten-free, dairy-free, (optionally) vegan lasagna


2012
09.05

Ever since I was little I have loved lasagna. I’d ask for it every year on my birthday. Even now, I love it more than Mexican food, and that’s saying something. Alas, my dietary needs pretty much make it a thing of the past.

But anyone who knows me well knows that I don’t like it when someone says I can’t do something. So, I set out to make the most delicious gluten-free, dairy-free (almost vegan) lasagna I could.

Sante thinks I could sell the stuff, and a few people asked for the recipe after I was bragging about on Twitter. So I figured, why not share the love?

Disclaimer: This is a weekend recipe. It usually takes me 1 to 2 hours to make. You could make it in less time, but you’ll be irritated and dinner will be late on a Tuesday night. It’s not a good way to start the week. Trust me when I say, make it on a Sunday.

lasagna rebecca recipe finished

So first, let’s boil some noodles. When we were in Italy, we had dinner with some Italians who were laughing about their German friends who “had no idea how to cook pasta.”

Get this, the said: They didn’t put salt in the water before they boiled it! And these guys roared with laughter as if it was the most absurd and obvious thing.

After that trip, I boiled my pasta with salt. And now I use Celtic salt, which looks like the stuff put on the roads after a snow storm, but tastes amazing and is pretty good for you, so I hear.

I use brown rice lasagna noodles, Tinkyada to be precise. You can probably use any wheat-free noodles, but these are the best in my opinion. They have texture and flavor. They look like this if you want to look for them in your store.

lasagna rice noodles

So, you boil these bad boys for one minute in water with some salt. Then turn off the heat and let them sit in the hot water for 12 minutes. Drain them and set them out individually on foil or cookie sheets so they don’t stick to each other. Don’t skip this step. I have and trying to untangle the noodles made me a very unhappy lady.

Meanwhile, brown the meat. Or not. I’m not opposed to eating meat. I often say I’m a vegetarian who enjoys a good steak. That being said, this step requires some thought. If you’re vegan it’s a no-brainer, but the carnivore in me likes it with a little Italian sausage.

Usually I just get one pound of really good Italian pork sausage for this. Staff of Life makes their own and it’s ridiculously good. Make sure you check to be sure the sausage isn’t made with anything containing gluten. (Thanks to Jande for the tip!)

When I wanted to make my man a special meal, I went up to two pounds of sausage. It was a little much for me, but if you’re cooking for hungry folks just finishing a marathon, it’ll be appreciated.

Next, make cashew cheese.

Cashew

No question about it. These nuts make amazing cheese.

1/4 C brown rice flour
1/2 C soy/almond/rice milk
1/2 to 1 C water
1/4 tsp to 1/2 tsp salt
1/4 C pulverized cashews
2/3 C nutritional yeast
1/2 roasted red pepper (optional)

Melt butter in a small saucepan over medium heat. Slowly add flour, whisking it into the butter. After the flour and butter are mixed, slowly add milk, whisking to remove any lumps. Continue with the 1/2 c water, adding more to desired thickness.* Remove from heat.

Put cashews into food processor and pour butter/flour/milk mixture into it. Add salt. Process until smooth, around 30 seconds. Gradually add the nutritional yeast while processing, scraping the bowl occasionally.

Finally add the red pepper. I like my lasagna to have a little zing to it. This will not make it spicy really. It just adds some dimension to the dish. I recommend it, but it’s not required.

(*This will replace your ricotta/cottage cheese in a standard lasagna dish, so you want it to be kind of thick but easy enough to spread. Usually I go with 3/4 cup water. Experiment!)

Now it’s time to get chopping and assembling. 

Cooking preparations
Here’s where the traditional recipe-type stuff starts.

1+ Lb Browned Italian sausage (optional)
Cashew cheese spread (see recipe above)
15 oz can tomato sauce
1 white onion, chopped
4-6 cloves garlic, minced (I love garlic. If you don’t use less.)
2 zuchinni, sliced
2 yellow squash, sliced
12 cremini mushrooms, sliced
1 carrot, grated
2 handfuls baby spinach
Big handful of basil
Vegan mozzarella (there are plenty out there, but I recommend Daiya. Heaven!)
Salt, pepper and red pepper flakes

Preheat your oven to 350 F (175 C)

Put on some music that makes you happy. Layer four cooked noodles on the bottom of a lasagna pan. Spread half the cashew cheese over the noodles. Add half of browned meat. Sprinkle half onion and garlic pieces over it. Do a little dance. Two-step maybe?

Place half the slices of zuchinni, squash, and mushrooms over. Grate half the carrot over that. Drizzle half the tomato sauce over, add half the spinach and basil leaves. Finally grate a healthy amount of mozzarella over the layer. Season as desired.

Serenade the layer: May I suggest Frank Sinatra? Repeat.

Add final layer of noodles and grate a little more mozzarella on top. Can you tell I love cheese? The pan should be piled high and it should weigh a lot. Congratulations! Spin around with the pan and put it in the oven for 45 minutes. Be patient. Clean the kitchen or do a little dance. Read a book.

Let cool for 5 minutes. If you’re lucky, someone else will cut and serve it. Bon Appetit! Sometimes I serve it with broccoli or an artichoke.

Thanksgiving dinner table

This is great for lunches the next day as well. Sante and I can eat an entire pan in a few days, so we don’t freeze it, but it’s very freezable. Any suggestions are welcome. Enjoy!

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