Today we harvested the last of our plum tomatoes from the garden. Wanting to luxuriate in the last of our bounty, I was determined to make the most of the richness and umami flavor that can be imparted when a plum tomato meets high temperatures, as in roasting.
That being said, however, that were only five beauties; so it seemed sinful to turn on the oven for such a small batch. Ah, but alas! Not to be diverted from my goal. The perfect solution was the air fryer, which has become my go-to appliance on the kitchen counter.
The prep was simple – I cut the plum tomatoes in half lengthwise, laid them cut side up in the air fryer frying basket, sprinkled a dash of Himalayan pink sea salt, sesame seeds, garlic powder, and fresh ground white pepper on top, put them in the air fryer at 390 degrees Fahrenheit for 15 minutes, and let the air fryer do its duty. Continue reading Plum Tomatoes – Roasted Air-Fried and Delicious!→
For those of us who remember Star Trek, The Trouble With Tribbles provided figurative thorns in Captain Kirk’s side. Not to dissimilar is the predicament with prickly pears, except that they provide literal thorns.
Prickly pear cacti, a member of the opuntia genus, abound here in the Southwest. The cactus itself is a paddle with spines. In the summer, they first burst with beautiful flowers, and by mid-September, they are bearing the most fascinating fruit, aka Indian fig. When ripe, its skin is a vibrantly-rich maroon thick exterior ensconced with even more spines. These spines are hair-like prickles, the smaller ones almost invisible to the naked eye; and the more mature ones looking like barbs ready to strike. Touch one, and those almost invisible spines will not-so-politely remove themselves from the prickly pear and insert themselves into your penetrable skin. And that’s when the fun begins. Ah, but I am getting ahead of myself. Continue reading The Predicaments With Prickly Pears→
My friend, Terri, passed away more than several years ago. Like me, she had a love for vegan cooking and an equitable adoration for kitchen gadgets/equipment/tools. One of the beautiful items she left to me was this 9’x13’ metal cake pan with a green lid, with “Vegan Goodies” and pinecones/leaves etched into the top. It’s beautiful; and whenever I pull it out to bake in it, I am immediately brought back to fond memories of Terry.
As a sidenote, I’ll share one of my favorites with you. In 2010, we took the 7 hour drive up to Farm Sanctuary in Watkins Glen, New York for their July 4 Pignic. It was an idyllic weekend communing with all the beautiful farm animals that have been given a second chance and the ability to live out the remainder of their lives in peace, knowing love and compassion and no terror…a very different life from whence they came, factory farming. The weather was warm with a cooling breeze. We spent two full days on the farm and enjoyed their vegan barbeque and a couple of talks given by their more-than-adept staff. Continue reading Memories of a July 4 Weekend with a Dear Friend, Her Cake Pan, and Dark-Chocolate Black-Bean Fudgy Cake Squares→
Walking up and down Duval Street, live music abounds, pouring out of restaurants, clubs, and dives onto the streets. The joint that we seemed most drawn to, however, was Willie T’s. It was an open-air, outdoor patio with some of the tables under an overhang. The genre seemed to be predominantly, if not exclusively, solo guitar rock / sometimes margaritaville-like male singers. Each evening, we’d stop and stand on the sidewalk, taking in the sights and sounds. We quickly came to a consensus regarding our favorite—John LaMere. His shtick was classic rock band covers. Geez, could he ever pull of a Mellencamp (as in John Cougar, John Cougar Mellencamp, now John Mellencamp)! It was not uncommon for me to break out in dance right there on the sidewalk! So, after our nightly sidewalk voyeuring, we decided that we would eat our final dinner at Willie T’s and arrive at the beginning of John LaMere’s set that evening. Continue reading Eating Our Way Through Key West – Part 3 – The Final Chapter – Unexpected Delights→
We awoke one morning, ravenous and deciding that we wanted to forego the vacation-standard, go-to, made in the room, smoothie. What to eat became the question. It was the only rainy day, at least it started out as such, so we decided to take a trek over to the Mel Fisher Maritime Heritage Museum, located in the Historic Seaport neighborhood. We fell into Two Friends Patio, one of the few remaining original Old Towne restaurants, established in 1967 and still family run. The place was hustling and bustling. Cutting straight down the middle of the restaurant, however, is an open walkway, so they had to close off some of the tables because of the rain. No one seemed to care, even those patrons who were graced with the occasional spray of rain. It really didn’t matter to us because, even though we had our all-weather jackets on, we were fairly damp already from the walk. We were hungry, that’s what mattered. And, they had a table with only about a 15 minute wait. Worked for us. Continue reading Eating Our Way Through Key West – Part 2 – Hits & Misses→
With summer approaching, I love making quick and delicious wraps. They are so versatile, from what you put in them to what you choose to wrap them. They get in and out of the kitchen quickly, pack well for a hike or picnic, and are very nutritious and satisfying. Continue reading It’s A Wrap→
The year was 1995. At that point, I had been a lacto-ovo vegetarian for twelve years and still had no idea about the cruelty associated with companion animal breeders. My stepson was allergic to cats; and I very dearly missed living with feline companions, so someone suggested that I purchase sphynx cats from a breeder. The Austin Powers movies had yet to be released, so sphynx cats were still something of an anomaly. Breeders were hard to find; but eventually I was able to find one. Cleo arrived shortly thereafter, and was immediately diagnosed with cardio-myopathy, a heart disease which would prove to be fatal. Not having any experience with homeopathic care, we went the traditional veterinary route, providing care through a cardiologist veterinarian. Cleo survived for four years, far longer than was expected had he not received specialized care. I was devastated when he passed away; so very shortly after his death, I embarked on the journey of finding/selecting two new Sphynx cats to join my family. Continue reading Dr. Pitcairn’s Complete Guide to Natural Health For Dogs & Cats, 4th Edition, Out on Shelves 3/21/17→