– things I'd never thought I'd say : "Hey, it's too bad we're out of cilantro."
I have, in the past, had a general distrust of recipes containing cilantro, what with the soapiness and the acid taste outweighing the health benefits. So like studies suggest, I wasn't too surprised to find out that my dad hates the herb, also. But then I ate this damn salad and my world was turned upside down.
Cilantro! Delicious! Dammit!
Now I cook with it often and audibly lament my lack of it.
I think that means I'm a grown-up.
Yep. Cilantro tolerance = adult.
– I love my new boots.
Like, seriously Love. I don't generally wear shoes in my house, but these babies will stay on all day. I even took a nap with them on last week.
Yes. A nap. In boots.
– I'm thankful for the culinary tolerance of my children. It's not often they get to eat the toddler staples of mac 'n' cheese or cheese pizza. They put up with fish curry and spicy chicken soup and quinoa "pizza bites" and salads and a lot of whole grain nonsense. I think I can hear them sigh in relief when they ask what's for lunch and I say "noodles" (code for m'n'c). So, thank you, babies, for eating flourless, sugarless date "brownies" and black bean chocolate cake for "dessert".
– Apples are not my favorite vehicle for peanut butter.
To be clear, the fav is chocolate.
Or a spoon.
– I am cold all the time. Just, always. Do I have bad circulation? Am I dying? I'm pretty sure it's that I'm dying. Someone talk me out of this.
– my children are sooooo adorable.
– I haven't written in over a week and a half and you know how long it took me to write this damn post? Seven years.
Okay, an hour, but like most things, one needs to practice to get good at it. And when one doesn't practice, one gets rusty and lame and rambles on and
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