i’ve missed you.
sitting right there. reading this.
don’t you know how much?
i’ve been away. i was in iceland (can we talk about the awesomeness of that) and then work went kind of insane and there was just no time. like had to wear granny panties for days because i didn’t have time to do laundry. and my refrigerator was one of those sad ones with just opened bottles of wine and cheese (the essentials). that part of being away was less fun. more ulcer-ish.
iceland was AMAZING. such a beautiful country. i think everyone should stop what they’re doing at this moment and fly there. i want to tell you all about it. but not now, i’ll do a separate post with all the details and the food, duh.
the last couple of weeks, i missed cooking. i missed writing to you and rambling about all the things life was handing me, the sweet and the sour.
this place right here, is where i feel most like myself. and you, you all are my homies. and a girl without her homies is just a homie-less girl. so i’m glad to be back so we can fist pump over delicious things and the treats life serves us.
after the craziness of the last couple of weeks and before the packing and moving begins (le sigh, yes – moving up the road) i needed a reset. i hadn’t been home in a couple of months and my heart was aching for it. i might be 26, but i needed my momma’s lovin’. a house i could take a deep breath in. a day without a to-do list. a meal filled with love and my niece’s laughter.
so to home, i went. i worked late friday and jumped in my car before the sun had risen on saturday morning. it was the best decision i could have made. i dont think the guy at the 24 hour starbucks would agree, given the look he gave my bloodshot eyes that told me he definitely thought i was going breaking bad in my apartment.
i dont know. it was one of those times when i just needed to ask myself what i wanted to do that day. and i needed the answer to be – anything. i needed to wander aimlessly for an hour or two. i am an indiana girl masked as a city girl. i woke up on sunday and filled the bird feeders.
i got to hang with my grandma. i had been slacking on our usual sunday conversations so i was glad to spend the time with her. she told me about the robot who cleans her house. she was her feisty self when she found out her whiskey was $3 more at one liquor store. she strutted in her kitten heels. she surprised me with a vintage christmas tree she found at a garage sale, because she knows of my love for things with stories, things that have lived before, have been loved in a different time and place.
i was itching to cook, so i finally convinced my mom to bake her biscotti with me. it’s actually from her friend Suzy, and it’s technically mandel bread. she has made it a bakers dozen worth of ways – with chocolate chips, pecans – you can do anything really. this cranberry pistachio is so amazing; the salt is just the right combination with the sweet. my mom also cuts the sugar in half when she makes it, so it’s really not that bad for you. it would be a perfect treat for guests when they’re visiting for the holidays. it’s the soulmate to a hot cup of coffee or cup of tea.
- 1/2 cup white sugar (you can do 1/4 cup to make it less sweet)
- 1/2 cup canola oil
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 2 eggs
- 1 teaspoon vanilla paste
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/3 cup dried cranberries
- 1/3 cup pistachios – diced
- optional: cinnamon sugar
- other combos: white or chocolate chips, toasted almonds, macadamia nuts
- Mix together by hand in large bowl with wooden spoon: ½ cup white sugar, ½ cup canola oil, 2 eggs
- Then add 1 tablespoon vanilla paste.
- Then add 2 cups of unbleached white flour (King Arthur’s) and 1 tsp baking powder.
- Line cookie sheet with parchment paper, and shape dough into two logs.
- lay side by side on cookie sheet. You can also sprinkle with cinnamon sugar.
- Bake at 350 for 30 minutes. Then take out and slice diagonally into about 1 inch thick pieces, return to baking sheet and lay on their slide.
- Bake an additional 10 minutes at 350.