Makes six servings
Although it’s not the most photogenic food (I tried!), I. Love. Spanakopita.
So much that I might name my first child Spanakopita. I could even probably get it tattooed on my lower back.
Alright, maybe not, I could see society being unwelcoming of both a child named Spanakopita and spanakopita tattoos (people are narrow-minded!), but my point is just that I owe the Greek people a major tribute because they have given me the gift of one of the world’s most delicious foods: spanakopita.
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.
Makes eight servings
Leila arrived last night from Cambridge with her five-month-old daughter and husband in tow. I knew they had risen at the ungodly hour of six in the morning to travel all the way to Illinois, and I wanted to have dinner in the oven by the time they got here to provide a dose of comfort after a long day of traveling with a baby.
I decided to take a stab at manicotti, which I have never eaten nor cooked, but I figure holidays are the perfect time to invent new recipes! The tofu ricotta is rich and creamy, and the spinach adds an extra nutritional punch. Let me know what you think.
There exists this magical place in the City of Chicago that is an old authority on all tasty things vegan and vegetarian. A land of mouth watering vegan shakes, buffalo “wings,” seitan steaks, and the best vegan rueben I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating. This place is called The Chicago Diner. You might have heard of it. Maybe not. Either way, it’s good and if you’re ever in the windy city you should check it out.
There’s this burger on the menu that is my younger sister Sindha’s favorite burger called the Buddha’s Karma burger. Last time I was at The Chicago Diner I wanted to order the Karma burger to rub it in my poor studying-abroad-in-Paris sister’s face but to my horror, they had taken it off the menu! What to do?! Well I ordered a vegan Dagwood sandwich instead and it was pretty darn good so that was alright.
Summer’s coming! Well for those of us living in the non-temperate Northern Hemisphere it is anyway. And with summer comes the bountiful fresh fruit and frequent summer barbecues. Usually when I go to a barbeque I’ll like to bring some sort of dish with substance, to show off the homemade veggie burgers and quiches, but sometimes, you just gotta be lazy. Let someone else do that work for you.
When that happens my go-to dish is often a fruit salad. Because they’re delicious and healthy and there’s almost nothing better than fresh fruit! And it’s really something you can’t have too much of.
Monday morning I woke up 2 hours before my alarm went off with a hankering for some cake. My stomach was grumbling and I could not fall back asleep. I had a decision to make. Should I (a) get ready and go to work early or (b) bake a cake? Clearly, I was not about to go to work early. Who even does that? So instead I baked a breakfast cake and watched the sunrise over Lake Michigan from my living room window.
I am about to share one of the most delicious recipes in the world with you.
I went to Hungary 3 summers ago on a backpacking trip with my best friend. It was about three weeks into our trip and we both had just come down with this nasty stuffy cold. After trying to search the pharmacies for a good decongestant (and failing) we spent our time taking short walks, drinking lots of juice and relaxing and rejuvenating in the famous Budapest Széchenyi Baths, and finding ourselves underground in these weird caves under Buda Castle (seriously though, what were those things?!).