Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Citrus quinoa salad with roasted beets and pinto beans

Fair warning, my original plan was to add chickpeas to this dish but then the Goya chickpeas I bought were infested with pantry weevils so...pinto beans it is! Really though, I think you could use most any bean here and it's still going to shine.


3 cups cooked quinoa 
2 beets, trimmed and quartered
Coconut oil
Sea salt and pepper
3 tbsp coconut oil
1/4 cup fresh squeezed orange juice
2 teaspoons soy sauce
1 teaspoon balsamic vinegar
1 tablespoon agave nectar
1 cup cooked pinto beans
2 stalks celery, sliced thin
Sea salt and ground pepper, to taste
1 fresh orange, peeled, trimmed, cut into bite sized pieces


Preheat the oven to 375ºF. Roast the beets on roasting tray with a drizzle of coconut oil and sprinkle of salt and pepper. Place the pan in the center of the oven and roast until the beets are tender (approx 45 minutes). When cool enough to handle, rub off the skin and cut into bite sized pieces.

To make the dressing, combine the coconut oil, orange juice, soy sauce, vinegar, and agave in a glass measuring cup and whisk. Set aside.

Combine the quinoa in a mixing bowl with the pinto beans and celery. Pour in the salad dressing and toss lightly. Season with sea salt and pepper, to taste.

Gently add in the cut up roasted beets and fresh orange pieces. Don't overmix. 

Monday, August 25, 2014

Chipotle Enchiladas

Fair warning, these can get seriously spicy if you follow the instructions to the letter. So if you're like me and always just triple the amount of spices in any recipe you use...well, don't this time. Enchiladas are always great because it's one of those foods where you can sub in other ingredients based on what you like and what's in your crisper at the moment. Hate mushrooms? Have an extra ear of corn in the fridge? You get the idea.

For the chipotle enchilada sauce:
1 tbsp olive oil medium onion, chopped
5 garlic cloves, minced
1 tbsp cumin
3 tbsp cayenne
3 tbsp oregano
3 tsp crushed red pepper flakes
1 tsp salt
2-3 chipotle peppers plus 2 tbsp adobo sauce
28 oz crushed tomatoes

Saute onion and garlic in oil for 5 minutes over medium heat to soften. Add all other ingredients and bring to a boil. Simmer for 10 minutes, puree or blend when cool. Set aside.

For the veg filling:
medium onion, diced
6 garlic cloves, minced
red bell pepper, chopped
8 cremini mushrooms, sliced
small zucchini, sliced into 1/2 inch half moons
14 oz can black beans rinsed and drained
chopped avocado
3 tsp cayenne
3 tsp oregano
salt to taste


Saute onion, garlic and peppers for 5 minutes over medium heat, add mushroom and cook 2-3 minutes. Add zucchini, black beans and spices. Remove from heat, and gently stir in avocado

To Assemble: Put 1/3 of the sauce in the bottom of a 9x13 baking dish. Add 1/3 cup of filling into each corn tortilla, roll and place in dish seam side down. If you have extra filling you can either pour over top the enchiladas or save for lunch. Pour remaining sauce over enchiladas. Cover and bake at 375 for 30 minutes. 

You're welcome.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Gonna try to be better, but no promises...

Has it really been years since I posted here?? Why not just delete the damn page then? Laziness, I can only assume. Anyway, I'd have blamed the stress of infertility--which definitely made me abandon this blog in the first place--except Maria's first birthday is two weeks away and I have no excuse for not keeping it up with it more recently. Well, no one cares regardless so there's no one to apologize to! The benefit of not having a following or a mission or anything. We've been on Big Island for 4 days now and it already feels like home. Despite not having any furniture yet, or knowing a soul, or really having my geographical bearings yet...I'm just waxing nostalgic about our honeymoon (the last time I was here) and remembering all that I loved about this island. To start with, there's just so much damn space. It doesn't even feel like an island, at least compared to Oahu. You can breathe here in a way that's just not possible in the city. I'll have to get re-acclimated to longer driving times though. Twenty-thirty minutes to get to the store is just not on my radar anymore, but a small price to pay for some privacy.
Real talk though, I'm already missing all of Maria's friends back in Honolulu. I'm so grateful that Mommalove will be here for her 1st birthday or else I'd be an inconsolable wreck the entire day. We were so blessed (is that the right word? I need a secular word for blessed) with friends and family on Oahu--I suppose I just need to work to cultivate something similar here, though I worry about being a crazy lady who just tries to befriend everyone I meet with a baby. Still, I think we're all loving it here. Even the Motorcycles, though they were a little more resistant understandably. Bessie is currently MIA though, scoping out her new surroundings. Buddy gave it a valiant effort earlier this evening though he's back to sleep in the living room like a good indoor kitty. That's fine, so long as he understands the little box situation is coming to an abrupt end this weekend. Seriously, show of hands--who deals with a litter box on the long term? I don't even get your patience. It hasn't even been a week yet and I'm so far over it I can't even see the ground. Well, it's 8:30 which I'm ashamed to admit is real close to my bedtime. Here's hoping for another exploratory day of this fantastic new island.

Friday, August 12, 2011

So, I vented on FB about not having babies and being sick of talking to people about it. And The Chief didn't think it was appropriate or ladylike. Fair enough. But judging on how frequently I curse and vent without any comment from him on there, I have to assume the real problem is that he's upset because he is one of the people constantly bringing up that I should have kids right now. It all started the day of my bridal shower in fact, so I think it's safe to say I've been hearing this from people for long enough. As evidence, here's some of my FB statuses that didn't raise his ire:

July 13: Goddamn it. I'd say this makes me angry, but I'm sure the Milk Board would just chalk it up as PMS and tell me I need to drink more milk.

July 8: I'd think this would be a no brainer and I'm sure it's my fault for making my phone number easy to find, however - I'm not interested in part-time business opportunities, pyramid schemes, or w/e other bullshit you're peddling for extra $$. So if you'd like for me not to wish you dead, do not under any circumstances give my number to your "business associates" and have them call me at 7:23am HST. You know who you are.

June 19: Happy Father's Day to all the poppas out there...especially the best one ever, Michael Berry (aka The Chief) [ed note: Added for brownie points as I'm sure this whole post will only piss him off more]

May 20: I surely don't qualify anyway, but in case Jesus is taking a headcount--Anyplace that won't let me bring my kitties isn't a place I want to go.

April 27: "I will not accept that Jesus is the son of God until I see the long form birth certificate." [ed note: Added because I still think it's funny]

April 20: Fuck yeah it is.

February 25: got a call to perform a lesbian wedding in June 2012. Yay for equality!

January 12: It comforts me sometimes to know that, if there is a Hell, Sarah Palin will most assuredly spend her eternity there for all the ignorance, hatred, and stupidity she spreads with no personal accountability for her actions.

November 14: hates people.

So, in retrospect, I need to use less profanity perhaps, not just on FB but also in real life. On the other hand, to thine own self be true. I am often crass, vulgar, and opinionated. It's what makes Chelsea, Chelsea. Why should I curtail my behavior for people on FB when I would never dream of asking them to do the same for my benefit? I welcome anyone who is in any way offended by something I say to tell me about it, and if I was really out of line I'll change my tune, or alternatively, you can either stop talking to me IRL, unfriend me, or simply remove my updates from your newsfeed. Plenty of people on my friends list drive me up the G-D wall with posts that, if not as profane, are at least as annoying and pointless. And I think most people know that I think you should be required to know the difference between there/they're/their before graduating middle school, but while I might jokingly (and possibly annoyingly) correct, I don't get upset or ask them to stop what they're doing.

The real issue, in summation, is that he didn't like the implication because he is one of the people frustrating me with this. And I get it. He wants to be a grandpa x2 and he's impatient. I know and understand it's well-meaning which is why I've let it go on for over 2 1/2 years, and why I haven't up to this point gone off on anyone for asking or even politely demanded they stop. But the bottom line--as frustrating as it may be--is that having kids is something that's between me and Mike. Only. Period. End of sentence. We're not being selfish by not sharing the intimate details of our life, we're simply entitled to that privacy. And being asked nearly daily about it doesn't make me any less stressed or annoyed, no matter how good the intentions.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Interesting fact: In The Netherlands, it's still politically correct to do blackface. Even Santa is cool with it.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Another postcard today! This one from China and I have no idea what's going on on this card. My best guess? He's working in his book garden when he spots a book of witchcraft. So, reading it, he hops on a broom and goes for a ride. But then suddenly he realizes he's late for band practice. While he's playing, he smashes a pumpkin drum and has to barter his pig with a farmer for a replacement.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Another postcard! This zoo cartoon is from Holland and I don't want to know what that boy is doing to that hippopotamus.