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protein

Protein helps me feel more resilient.  My moods get less all over the place.  So I’m trying to eat more protein, but that isn’t always easy.  I’m mostly a vegetarian and gravitate toward carbs, fats, and veg. I don’t like protein powder–I would rather eat more what feels like real food.  Not to be rude… Read More »

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breakfast genius

Hey, did you know I’m a breakfast genius?  I made quinoa with cauliflower, a favorite dish.  I make it all together in the fake instapot, with salt.  It browns on the bottom a little bit, but it doesn’t burn. Then to my bowl, I add cream cheese and pine nuts.  It’s delicious.  Or I can… Read More »

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vegetables

I finally understand vegetables.  I was a vegetarian for decades.  But I was a mac and cheese vegetarian.  I’d have been happy to live on mac and cheese!  Maybe a sandwich, lasagna, enchiladas, and rice from time to time! Vegetables were difficult for me!  Intense flavors, intense textures, a lot of variety and needing knowledge… Read More »

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interconnection

I made some art this morning.  It’s about support, love, interconnection, and being safe. Had a great trike ride yesterday  Riding trike is so lovely.  What joy it brings me, and some health also, which can be another joy. I was charmed by the couch, obviously.  Trash love forever. Ordered this strawberry shortcake shirt for… Read More »

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happy birthday to Mama

This morning I cooked of some veg sausage for Ming that had been sitting in the freezer for a while.  I was the main eater of soy sausage at our house, but I stopped eating soy in late summer.  So it was nice to cook the last three little patties, for him. I made Ming… Read More »

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I belong here

  In case you’re looking for a sign.  I belong here.   That one is about community and emotional pain.  It could also be about palbearing or moving house.  Or installing a washing machine or some shit. It’s fun to make signs, and my friend I mailed one to put it on her bathroom mirror. … Read More »

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soup freedom

I used to think soup was a big deal.  I’d chop garlic and onions intensely, all psyched out.  Soup!  Serious stuff! Several servings–soup in the fridge, for days.  Where’s my bay leaves?  Put on an apron!  Open a window to let out steam! Now I’m laughing at the past me.  Life is so different.  Now,… Read More »

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zucchini is not punishment

veg tricks I used to see zucchini as a punishment.  We grew too much in our garden, a few years, when I was a kid. My best friend got mad at me because my mom kept making me give zucchini to her mom, and my best friend was tired of eating it.  Hahahaha!  Sorry about… Read More »

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veg in rice helps my life

Here I am with the eucalyptus tree I really love, and its new fence. We found this burnt out church.  Weird, huh.  It has a community garden behind it.  Finding the garden felt strange like a dream.  I used to always dream of finding gardens, but usually they were my own that I had forgotten… Read More »

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souper veg fest

Laura-Marie is my name–making soup at 3am is my game.  Veg are my darlings.  Oh delicious, the bounty of Earth. The sweet potatoes got overdone but were still pretty good.  The broth was spicy and so delicious.  I was concerned it would be too much ginger.  But ginger, garlic, pepper, salt, and the veg-ness was… Read More »