Gluten-free, Makes one 9×5 loaf (10 slices)
One of my favorite things to do while lounging at my parents’ house in Illinois is to take full advantage of their well-stocked kitchen. Since it’s almost Thanksgiving and pumpkin is one of my favorite ingredients, I set about baking a pumpkin loaf for my parents.
Hello there. It’s been awhile. Many months in fact since our last post. What have I been up to? Well I went to Colombia, got salmonella, was sick in bed for about 6 weeks, then scrambled to get caught up with work and other things.
Then we had the holidays, I tried a juice fast for 2 days, which was killed one meal-time early with an unpalatable kale juice… I was finally rejuvenated on a family vacation in Maui for a week and now it’s the near year, crisp, bright, and fresh. And I’ve started cooking interesting food again. Homemade linguine with a creamy tomato vodka sauce, chickpea cutlets with ratatouille, and weekend brunch of poffertjes–an adorable little dutch yeasted pancake made of buckwheat.
I love bagels. It has been said that the road to my heart is paved with bagels. This is quite possibly true. Well, bagels and cupcakes.
Cream cheese always weirded me out, and so I didn’t try it until my freshman year of college. I was headed back to school and my boyfriend at the time was flying with me. He got hungry in the airport and bought himself a jalapeño cheddar bagel with plain cream cheese. I was suspicious of the cream cheese, but after some cajoling, he convinced me to have a bite. There was no turning back. I ate half of his bagel, and would have eaten it all if he had let me. From that point on, I started eating way too many bagels (hah, as if there were such a thing as too many bagels). Continue reading
Some of my fondest memories growing up are of my family’s typical lazy, laid-back weekend brunches. These brunches usually consisted of our favorite whole grain pancakes, my dad’s tofu scrambler, and some veggie sausage links.
I’m the type of person who likes to eat relatively soon after waking up most mornings, and this was especially the case as a kid. Saturday and Sunday mornings however, I would find myself holding off on my normal breakfast of cereal in hopes that my dad would offer to make tofu scrambler and pancakes for us. Luckily for me, this happened more weekends than not.
Okay, okay, so you probably already have a favorite banana bread. I know I do. (See Veganomicon p. 228.) But you have room in your repertoire for one more. If you try this recipe, you will understand.
While traditional banana bread is dense and chewy, these muffins are fluffy, tender, and they melt in your mouth a little. Instead of the usual assertive banana bread spice blend, these have a light vanilla scent, a little tang, and a hint of zest. They are hovering dangerously on the border with a cupcake. Muffcake? Cupkin? Whatever, just give me another one!
I turned my favorite smoothie into a waffle. These waffles are delightfully fruity with little juicy bits of peaches and a wonderful banana aroma. And there’s nothing better than a fluffy waffle drizzled with maple syrup to get me going in the morning.
In college I used to treat myself to these mouthwatering raspberry oatmeal muffins that the coffee shop in the library sold. I usually try to avoid such coffee shop treats, knowing that they’re full of sugar and fat, but these muffins were too good to pass up. After graduating from college and moving from Massachusetts to Chicago I didn’t have access to either the coffee shop or these muffins. Eventually I had to try my hand at creating a recipe to replace them.