Thursday, July 5, 2012

Herbalicious


So, now that I've turned into a 40 year-old suburban mother sans children, I decided to exert all extra energy into my plants. (Is there such a thing as a plant lady and if so, is that as big of a turn off as a cat lady?) I really enjoy planting.  Countless times, I walked in on my mom stroking her hydrangea tenderly and my gran confessing her love to a budding rose.  Needless to say, this attraction runs deep in the fam (Tidbit: Mom and Gran both love dark eyed, dark haired studs).

One of my first edible experiments was an herb pot garden (if has 5 different herbs growing. IMO this constitutes a garden).  From this herb garden, Matthew made us a Caprese Grilled Cheese and I mixed us up a delicious Mintade.


Caprese Grilled Cheese
Uh, duh… Caprese ingredients (fresh mozzarella, basil, tomato, cracked pepper, and drizzle of balsamic) all sliced up and slapped between two pieces of bread (your choice, we used thick multigrain) and grilled to perfection.

The sandwich was EXTREMELY tasty and I’d love to eat it again.. which we will have lest our yard to be taken over by basil monsters. The Mintade was DELICIOUS.  I purposely planted mint in my garden for mojitos (I do not have a problem). There’s just nothing that screams Summa’ Summa’ Summatime better than a cold mojito sipped through a straw or Sangria or a Keg (I do not have a problem).  Anyways, Matthew recently attempted to make a homemade Margarita.. eh, it was drunkening and not in a good way so we both feared what would come of my muddling.


Mintade
About 6 mint leaves for each glass (you can tell from the image our glasses are bigger.. about 2 cups)
Muddle the mint with a splash of lemonade
Ice
Rum (We used Myer’s – “yam on”)
Simply Lemonade
Be sure to stir when finished

Monday, May 7, 2012

So I've been cooking.... without meat....

Recently, I was an unemployed mid-twenty something in a totally unfamiliar territory.  So, I took on cooking dinner to make me feel as if I had some use in the world.  I somehow managed to convince my love that vegetarian was the way to go.  I believe that this meat eater's willingness to consume hamburgers made out of beans, meatballs made out of zucchini and broccoli as a main course was his attempt to keep me from crying more than I have while I attempted to become acclimated to child-free suburban living.  These are my adventures.
Lover of all things once walking.