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Banana Chai Millet

Friday night is taco night. Always has been, always will be.

But what if you had major discipline issues at work that involved poo, yes poo? I won’t go into details.

And what if your car keeps randomly dying on hills?

And what if your son is frequently in tears because he wants to put on his jammy pants by himself and it’s really hard, but he doesn’t want any help, thankyouverymuch. I repeat, do not help him.

If all those things happened to you on the same day, you wouldn’t care whether it was Taco Night or not, you’d want something warm and comforting for dinner.


Millet is new to me. Also, in typing this post, it was constantly auto-corrected to “mullet”. Side note: I had a mullet in 2nd grade. I have pictures to prove it. This mullet information is brand new to Matty B. Good thing I gave him cute babies – now he’s stuck with me.


Chai tea is not new to me. The concept of cooking grains in it, however, is an honest to goodness original idea.

P.S. There are no original ideas, but I promise I didn’t steal this concept from anyone. I also promise to never horrify you with the mullet pictures.


I mashed up a super ripe banana and added that for a little more sweetness, along with some coconut milk and cinnamon.


And this might be the end-all-cure-all to a frustrating day. Warm, spicy, and slightly sweet, it has a satisfying “bite” that you don’t get with rolled oats. That’s the mullet…


…er, millet.

Banana Chai Millet

1/2 cup millet
1 cup water
1 cup chai latte concentrate
1/2 cup coconut milk (not canned)
1 ripe banana, smashed with a fork
Cinnamon, to taste


Bring water and chai to a boil in a medium saucepan. Add millet, cover and lower heat. Cook for 15 minutes. Add mashed banana and coconut milk. Recover, cook for an additional 20 minutes, stirring every 5. Serve with a sprinkle of cinnamon.

(The package of millet suggested a cooking time of 20 minutes, but it wasn’t even close to done after 20 on my stove.)

the veggie nook


Opposites Attract: an ode to loving a dessert obsessed man…

They say that opposites attract. And when I say “they”, I really mean Paula Abdul.

I agree with my friend, Paula.

Case in point: my sweet Matty B.

Pizza Toppings:

Matty B: Cheese
Me: Anything and everything other than…cheese

Movie choices:

Matty B: Anything that includes bombs, car chases or Charlize Theron.

Me: Anything that isn’t scary, crude humored, involving children, sad, or over 90 minutes. Translation: I really enjoy Friends reruns.

Clothing choices:

Matty B: A different Lowe’s t-shirt for each day of the week. At least it’s not the same Lowe’s shirt…

Me: I have no fashion sense. I stand in my closet on a weekly basis, moaning that I hate my clothes. But, but, I know enough about fashion to know that Lowe’s t-shirts are the exact opposite.

And so we went to our local farmer’s market tonight.


We sniffed the homemade soaps.


Matty B chatted up the crazy bearded smoker man selling eggs.


We Miss Rae danced to the music.


We I oohed and ahhed over the beautiful flowers.

And then we made a few purchases:

Farmer’s Market purchases:

Matty B:




And chalk another point up for Paula Abdul. The girl was right again.

WIAW, the snack edition

I’m not proud of today’s eats. Oh, WIAW, how I’ve shamed you,

I’m constantly lecturing my mom about taking care of her body well enough to eat balanced meals- not just snacks.

And today I ate crow. Now that I think about it, eating an actual crow would probably have been more balanced than my meals today.

I started off strong. Spinning and a green smoothie (kale, strawberry, banana, yogurt, and PB).


Also, I got to hang out with this handsome dude.


And the day got crazy from there on out. Teaching grammar, grumpy parent meeting, soccer game, new teacher interviews, school tour and monitoring the “game truck” (imagine video game sensory overload in an enclosed trailer that smells like boy). I barely had time to breathe, much less eat!

So this is what I snacked on throughout all that madness!





And if you look at all those food items, you might think they look pretty healthy- and I think they are. But they weren’t a meal. I had some soup, crackers and tofu with me. Did I take the time to sit down? No sirree.

Dinner came late- 9:00 pm. It was amazing! Maybe it tasted great because I was starving. Maybe it tasted great because cereal and toast is always a fabulous meal.


Maybe it tasted great because it didn’t taste like crow…

…I imagine that might have a “fowl” aftertaste….

BA-DUM, chhh

Pineapple Galette

Pie is for the advanced. Pineapple Galette is for the…unadvanced?

The other day, J Man was taking his own sweet time at breakfast. I was in a huff to get out the door and as he was lazily spooning oatmeal into his mouth, chatting away about windshield wipers (yes, these are the conversations we have), I was frantically trying to put his shoes on him and brush my teeth at the same time.

Me: “Are you almost done?”

J Man: “I just need to eat my Stripples.” (Soy bacon)

Me: “Do you want to take them with you in the car?”

J Man: “Yes, because you cannot be entrusted with them!”

Me: (laughing) “Where did you learn the word ‘entrusted’?”

J Man: “Mommy. I’m advanced.”

Yes you are, sweet boy, yes you are!

Whether you are advanced or not, anyone can make a galette.

What’s a galette? A wad of dough rolled out with some filling plopped in the middle. That’s the “advanced” description anyway…


Rather than fluting the crust, you just haphazardly fold up the edges. We’re going for “rustic” here, people.


I broiled this for 23 seconds too long…

Also handy? The fact that if you’re packing all your worldly possessions up and your pie plates are long wrapped up in newspaper, you don’t need them! This galette is baked on a regular baking sheet! Not handy? When your super helpful husband also packs your earbuds and you throw a mini temper tantrum. In that case, pineapple galette is even more necessary…


I used pineapple because it’s what we had, but I think berries or peaches would be great. My dad had a piece and liked it, but suggested the superiority of apples- maybe so, Papa. Maybe so.


Maybe your Twitter name is “baking dummy”. If so, this galette is for you. Maybe you’re a pastry chef, but you’re also trying to cram the playground, grocery shopping and a 3 mile run into your day. If so, this galette is for you.

Just make sure your husband didn’t pack your earbuds…

Pineapple Galette


1 cup AP flour
1/4 tsp salt
1 TBS sugar in the raw
1/4 cup earth balance vegan butter
1 flax egg (1 TBS flax seed + 3 TBS water)
2 TBS water

2 cups pineapple, chopped
2 TBS flour
2 TBS sugar in the raw
1 TBS earth balance


Combine flour, salt and 1 TBS sugar in a medium bowl. Add butter and rub in until combined and texture is sandy. Add water and flax egg, stirring until dough forms a ball.

In a separate bowl, mix pineapple, 2 TBS flour and 2 TBS sugar.

Roll dough out on a floured surface, approximately 9×13. Transfer to a parchment or Silpat lined baking sheet.

Dump pineapple mixture in the middle. Dot with butter. Fold edges of dough up around fruit. Bake at 375 for 45 minutes. Broil for 3-4 minutes for a nice golden crust. Slice into 6 wedges.

Vida Vegan Con!

Vida Vegan Con 2013!
This past weekend has been exhaustingly amazing! I spent much of my time at the Portland Art Museum, attending this vegan blogger conference.


The food was the best part.


Oats, chia pudding, coconut milk yogurt, hemp seeds, fruit, peanut butter and more!


Quinoa, tempeh, walnut meat, tofu, greens, hummus, roasted veggies and more!


The most amazing sandwich known to mankind! (Yes, I smashed this all together and ate the whole thing…)


But the classes? Oh, the classes were good! I learned so much! I attended everything from iPhone Photography, to Teaching Cooking Classes, to Recipe Writing to Tech for your Blog. The food was great, but maybe the classes were the best part?


Have I mentioned the amazing sponsors? Tofurkey, So Delicious, Coconut Bliss and Earth Balance, to name a few!


Have I mentioned how much I love samples?


Have I mentioned how much I love giant piles of swag? Maybe the vendors were the best part…




I’m 100% sure…


…it was the food.


The food was totally the best part!

Thanks for welcoming me into your club, bloggers!

Papaccino’s Coffee Review

Other people’s toys are always better than your own.

I don’t think this changes, even into adulthood. Granted, as adults, this concept becomes a potentially covetous situation (her car/house/yacht is nicer than my car/house/yacht. i hate it when people’s yachts are nicer than mine…).

For kids, it’s all about entertainment value.

I’ve talked before about the excessive amount of playthings my children possess. At home we have a train track, a mini kitchen and a tool set.


Those, however, are boring and pale in comparison to the train track, mini kitchen and tool set at Papaccino’s Coffee.


I spent a few hours with my cherubs this morning, giving Matty B the chance to have some free time. You know, a break to relax. He went to the bank, the Salvation Army and he got some coffee…ooh, relaxing!

Coffee was, however, the theme of the morning as I was needing just that. I’d heard about Papaccino’s on Woodstock Avenue and had to try it out. The word on the street? There was a kid’s play area: key to relaxing coffee drinking.

Papaccino’s didn’t disappoint. Not only did the kids dig the aforementioned play area, my coffee was good (and I’m picky) and and they had a cereal bar!


We didn’t imbibe, but I made a note for future reference.

And while it wasn’t as relaxing as the Salvation Army (what?!?), it was a great morning. I’d totally recommend Papaccino’s if you live in the Portland area.

Chocolate Covered Cherry Scones

I never liked cherries growing up.

Well, I liked maraschino cherries, but I think I mostly liked the scoop of ice cream that usually came under the cherry, rather than the cherry itself. No matter. My family would buy me jars of maraschino cherries for my birthday, and to this day, if banana splits are served, someone inevitably tries to pass off their maraschino cherry to me.

Along with carousel horse figurines and Debbie Gibson, I’m not much of a fan of maraschino cherries anymore.

Regular cherries were in the same boat, mostly because my other cherry eating experience was cherry flavored things. NyQuil, fruit snacks and Popsicles- sickeningly sweet cherry things.

And then I started collecting cookbooks instead of carousel horse figurines. I started listening to cooking podcasts instead of Ms. Gibson and I tried fresh cherries for the first time.

All of a sudden, any canned cherry imposters faded into the background. Because now, in my world, there are cherries…

…and there are cherries.

My mom swears that I used to like chocolate covered cherries.

It wasn’t me, mom.

My mom also swears that I wanted to get perms every three months from the ages of 8-13.

It wasn’t me, mom.

Regardless, with my newfound love of cherries, I thought that mom might be on to something with her chocolate covered cherry delusion.

I make more scones than anything in this world, unless you count messes and then Matty B can vouch for that.


This recipe is very loosely based off of a recipe for butterscotch scones from Epicurious, but in all reality, the only thing that’s the same is the amount of baking powder and the temperature they’re baked at.


With that being considered, I’m very comfortable calling these scones “my original creation”.


When Matty B was watching me make them, he said, “Are you making up this recipe?”


“Yes!” I answered proudly.


“Oh.” He responded flatly. “Are you putting tofu in them?”


Do you sense the undertones of mistrust? I have only myself to blame. When I present spinach cookies and spinach brownies, what else should I expect?

I made a yummy glaze with my boozy cherries and powdered sugar. Matty B eyed the glaze dubiously.

“I’ll leave some plain for you,” I promised, “but you have to try one bite with cherries.”





Everyone loved them, except Miss Stubborn who was instructed to eat one bite of peas before she got hers. She refused. Oh, it’s tough being two when your parents are so mean. I’ll spare you the pictures of this incident.

Regardless, they were good enough to inspire the “happy J Man dance” that is pictured above and and Matty B ate his one requested bite with cherry glaze and went back for more!

Recap: I like cherries. I like chocolate covered cherry scones. And in full disclosure, I still like Debbie Gibson.

Chocolate Covered Cherry Scones


1 3/4 cup AP flour
1/3 cup cocoa powder
1/3 cup brown sugar (not packed)
1 tsp salt
1 TBS baking powder
1/2 cup earth balance vegan butter
1/2 cup coconut milk (I used “lite”)
1 tsp egg replacer+2 TBS water
1/2 cup chocolate chips

1/2 cup boozy cherries
1 cup powdered sugar


In a food processor, combine flour, cocoa, sugar, salt and baking powder until combined. Add butter, cubed, and process until sandy in texture.

Add “egg”, coconut milk and chocolate chips. Mix until the dough works itself I to a loose ball.

Press onto a floured surface and cut into 8 wedges. Bake at 400 for 14-16 minutes.

In the meantime, combine glaze ingredients. Drizzle over cooled scones.