The morning air is a bit cooler. Some of the leaves have begun to change. Apples are beginning to be harvested. The first signs of fall are upon us. Though the thermometer says it is 95 degrees, my heart says..hurry up fall. Bring on football games, blue jeans and the fall harvest.
My in-laws went up to the mountains this weekend and came back with a big bag of apples- fresh picked from an orchard. I just had to find a perfect apple dish to kick off the fall harvest. How about cranberry, caramel baked apples. Just like a caramel apple from the state fair…but with a hint of cranberry flavor.
The recipe called for me to core the apple using a melon baller (a recent purchase to help with my watermelon “cake”). I had never cored an apple! Something new to go along with the new dish. I baked the apples with the cranberry caramel for about an hour. After baking, I reduced the sauce then poured back on the apple….pooling it in the carved out core. I then topped it with whipped cream. OMG. TASTY. Tart and sweet all at once. The apple was cooked to perfection…soft but not mushy. The caramel sauce was a perfect combo of deep sweet and a light citrus. One bite and I was transported back to the North Carolina State Fair at age 8.
Happy Fall Ya’ll.
We often take our health for granted. Me-Especially. I don’t even have a regular doctor. I rarely feel bad….and actually exercise to keep my bounds of energy at bay. I don’t know what it is like to feel pain everyday. I am very blessed.
But recently, my wrist has become inflamed and is very painful to move. Today for the first time, I couldn’t do a yoga pose because of physical pain. So I tried something NEW! Rather than putting pressure on my wrist and hands for plank and updog, I put my weight onto my fist. This prevented the wrist from being wrist and created a straight line between my hand and my elbow. It wasn’t the most comfortable pose, but it prevented the streaks of pain from running up my arm.
I think I may need to go visit a doctor….this isn’t good. I’ll go nuts without my yoga.
What could be more weird than beef jerky? Turkey jerky! Are you thinking YUCK or YUM??? I woke up starving this morning. Enjoyed my protein shake…but was starving shortly after. I am on a high protein diet (gotta lose those five pounds of summer cocktail weight I gained) and let’s just say there aren’t a lot options on I-85 at 9am. So I wheeled in to a truck stop to see what I could find. NOT MUCH
I did find a $6.50 package of turkey jerky at the Love Truck Stop just outside of Gaffney. Not too appetising but my options were limited and my stomach was growling. It’s terribly gross that I like jerky. Dried meat. How barbaric. But at 100 calories and 0.5 fat grams, it was a bargain on the weight loss front. Washed down with a coke zero…and I was on the road again!
Peanut M&Ms are my all time favorite american chocolate candy. They take me back to child hood. The easter bunny used to bring them in my easter basket…the easter bunny must have been a fan of peanut m&ms too. The peanuts give me the false impression that I am being kind of healthy in my candy choice! Luckily for me, one of my co-workers keeps a bowl on her desk…and I “borrow” a few everyday!
I am often asked to speak on various marketing topics and I ALWAYS kick it off with a brief overview of the m&m brand to get folks to thinking about the evolution of brands. What a great study of a brand that has evolved with the times, yet remained true to the inherent brand. And don’t ya just love the m&m people. They even have their own twitter and facebook pages. Ms. Green is my fave-what a sassy gal.
I love a little salty with my sweet. So the new inclusion of a pretzel in the middle was music to my ears. What a great combo. This new flavor is fantastic. Next time the devil on your shoulder is craving some chocolate, give these sweet treats a taste! You won’t be disappointed.
Sometimes it is a bit scary to take a risk. Whether that risk is a financial risk, an emotional risk or even a simple design risk. There is something inherently human that gives a little thrust of adrenaline when risk is imminant…whether the risk is significant or not.
Over the weekend, I fell in love with these great rusted birdcage light fixtures. They had a fab old patina and probably date from the late 1800’s. And the beauty was there were two! I have no idea where these came from…or even why someone would have two identical birdcages…nor do I know how some creative spirit thought to turn the cages into light fixtures. All I knew…was love….love at first sight. But where could I put these beauties?
Several months ago I found these really safe…basic…nondescript penant lights in Pottery Barn that I decided to use over the kitchen island. They would provide a nice clean look and not distract from other areas of focus. But then along came the bird cages. Could they work? Would they be too large? Too obtrusive? Not to scale?
Fear set in. What if they look ridiculous? What if they don’t provide enough light? What if they are too over the top? Oh the decision. What to do? I wanted someone else to make the decision…to convince me these were a bad idea…to afirm these were a great idea. But ultimately, the decision was mine…and I was the one who would have to live with these fixtures forever. FOREVER. That is a long time.
My heart raced just thinking about them. After a couple of days of deep consideration, I realized that this fear, this risks, was silly. They were just light fixtures…and if they looked stupid, I could easily change them. It wasn’t forever. I decided to take the leap…buy the cages and see what happened. Afterall, it was love at first sight…and how could that ever be wrong?
If you have kept up with my blogs, you know that I have been on a quest to learn how to make sin pots. Now I know! To celebrate our dear friend A’s birthday, we hired Cynthia Williams to come over for a cooking demonstration which was a complete surprise to A. Aren’t birthday surprises so much fun!
A. couldn’t even believe that we were there celebrating her birthday with a live cooking demo just for her! What a treat for us all.
The main course was a FAB sweet potato encrusted mahi with a balsamic vinegar reduction and topped with spinach and a roasted tomato! What an interesting combo. And for dessert, our local favorite…Sin Pots! I am not sure I could replicate…the recipe was a secret…but at least I now know the ingredients! And I have to admit…part of the fun of a sin pot is being at the Augusta Grill. But hey…at least I now know! Mystery Solved.
Nothing says summer like raspberry lemonade…and our summer days are coming to an end. The air is beginning to change and I know that Fall is just around the corner. Today I bought raspberry lemonade gum to remind me of summer…even though I was very much stuck in the office and far, far away from enjoying summer fun. I’ve never had this flavor before….quite a tasty combo. I think I chewed half of the pack today. I’ve found that smacking gum is a great stress reliever. Hopefully no one will catch me mid bubble…that would be tragic.