Sunday, February 17, 2019

The "It Doesn't Matter What Time It Is" Meal

This meal is about three things:
1-Sustenance
2-Flavor
3-And crispy rice ;)

When you don't know when you last ate or you aren't sure when your next meal is going to be....this meal will work hard for you. It will curb your hunger, crush your craving, and make you feel like a rockstar because you made it from scratch in under 7 min!


Anna's Kale and Crispy Rice Smash Bowl

(Number one tip: MAKE TOO MUCH RICE ALWAYS. Whenever you're making a dish with a side of rice make an extra 2 cups. You will NOT regret it. Rice keeps in the fridge just fine, its a go-to addition to any meal, and I mean.....you can CRISP it. If you want to take it up even one more notch, combine it with your favorite kind of bean for some healthy protein and plenty of antioxidants!)

-Take a sauce pan and melt 1T of butter over medium-high heat

-Toss in a 1/2C of your favorite rice or rice and bean combo. Spread evenly in pan

-Grab 3 leaves of kale, tear into chunks, and toss on top of the rice. Exclude the stems
(Remember, my fave is Tuscan but you can use whichever your go-to is!)

-Add 1/4t of garlic powder and 1/2t salt
(I like to use course Kosher salt because you get pops of flava flave.)

-Drizzle 1T of olive oil over everything

-Crack an egg right into the center and cover with a lid

-Lift the lid right when the egg looks like it has a slightly translucent white layer over the yolk

-Grab a bowl, slide the mixture into the bowl, and crack that yolk!

Tips: Feel free to add more salt to taste, crack some fresh black pepper or my secret sauce is a drizzle of olive juice for a briny flavor. Yes I said OLIVE JUICE. Yum. 

Stay nourished in the midst of chaos with this meal. Love you friends!

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

The Weather Did NOT Cause Me To Make Soup


Eating soup without bread is wasteful. You can't sop up those last creamy bits without that carb-y sponge.


Brian and I have this continual argument that I KNOW we will have our stakes in the ground about until the day one of us dies and the one who remains will absolutely be claiming themselves the victor. You may already understand this about me but I'm a glass half full kind of person (generally) and my husband is a glass half empty kind of guy (usually). This affects my grocery list and fridge in the following ways. 

I'm walking through the grocery store.....
Me: Brain says we need veggies but I KNOW we have peppers, a half pack of mushrooms, and a full bunch of kale in the fridge at home. That's plenty for now because it'll force me to use it before it goes bad. 

Brian: Anna just bought groceries two days ago but I just opened up the fridge and there's 6 inches of space not taken up by a piece of produce, we only have a dozen and a half eggs left, and I know there's an entire untouched bag of chicken left in the freezer. I better go grocery shopping because there's nothing left to eat in the house. 

I promise you this is only a mild exaggeration at most. Somewhere along the line I decided that I was going to use up as much as I can in the kitchen before I shop again and Brian is, let's just say "less than thrilled" by this approach. Maybe I hate grocery shopping? Maybe I hate having a packed fridge? But I like to think that it's because I enjoy the challenge of continuing to come up with creative ways to make a meal. Thus, the soup above. Which had nothing at all to do with the fact that hell froze over last week. 

I have had these meatballs staring me in the face for months just hanging out in my freezer. I couldn't figure out what to do with them because, honestly, I really don't care for meat in the shape of balls. I don't know if it is the hamburgers I grew up on that were in the shape of tennis balls with the dried onion mix smashed into them to absorb any last ounce of moisture or if I just don't like recipes surrounding meatballs but nonetheless....I bought them. Because I love a good challenge. 

I decided what better way to get rid of these bad boys than to put them into a creamy soup with lots of good veg and a healthy amount of garlic. From there it was all about figuring out the balance between what I had and what would actually work.


Currently, I constantly have a stream of Tuscan kale hanging out in my fridge because it ticks off the dark leafy greens category and it stands up to the test of time and temperature in the fridge. You should know about me by now that I ALWAYS have fresh garlic on hand and also tend to have some special carb hanging out in the wings. Which this time happened to be red potatoes. Brian and I are the Italian version of meat and potatoes hearty northerners. Which means our meat is usually red, doused in garlic and cheese and our potatoes are actually rigatoni or penne. 

Soup is INCREDIBLY forgiving so if you have a deep irrational fear of forgoing any recipe.....start with soup. It is a good way to practice. Make a chicken stock and start throwing junk in. Not enough flavor? More garlic. Not hearty enough? Add a carb. Too salty? Add a splash of half n half. Not satisfying enough? Top it with cheese. Seriously. If it's not perfect keep tweaking. Sometimes I think the best creativity is knowing you haven't arrived and just enjoying each attempt. Don't believe me? Here's a loose recipe for ya.

Creamy Tuscan Kale Soup


-In a large stock pot saute add: 1/2 medium white onion and 2 cloves of garlic in 3T butter over low heat until the onion is translucent 
-Fill stock pot with 4 cups chicken stock
-Add 1 cup water
-Chop 10-12 little red potatoes in slices or quarters and add to the pot and let it go at a healthy simmer
-Take 1 lb of meatballs and brown in separate saute pan with 2 T olive oil (I just tossed my frozen meatballs in the stock pot with the liquid because I'm lazy but you are benefiting from my creative process because I realized browning would be better. You're welcome.)
-After browning the meatballs add them to the stock pot and let everything simmer for 10 minutes
-When the potatoes are slightly tender chop 1 bunch of Tuscan kale or whatever kale you want and add to the pot (You want kale because unlike fresh spinach it will hold some of it's texture and crunch after cooking.)
-Finally, mix 2T of corn starch with 2T water to make a slurry and add it to the pot with 1/4 of half and half. Let this simmer for another 5 minutes until the soup thickens slightly
-If you like things spicy add some red pepper flakes. If you like things Minnesotan spicy add pepper. Make sure and add salt to taste at this point. Otherwise your soup will be bland and bland is not what we're going for




Dish the soup into deep bowls, pop whatever bread you've got lying around into the oven to crust up and douse it in butter or dip it in olive oil and voila! Your husband is pissed because he won't be able to eat it for 20 minutes because he can't eat anything remotely warm and your kid will be happily shoveling kale and those slightly less gross meatballs in their mouth! 

Tip: Feel free to sub the potatoes for al dente cooked pasta noodles of your choosing and the meatballs for Italian sausage for a more rustic soup! 


Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Unfulfilled Date Night Dreams

Tonight was date night.
Date night at The Handsome Hog with this sexy guy!

Date night has become a; stop the press, blast your favorite tunes and get pumped, make sure you actually take a shower kind of situation these days. Something to enjoy and anticipate the moment the day arrives. But it most definitely hasn't always been that way for us. 


Don't get me wrong. I have always had wild dreams about getting all gussied up with someplace to go, staring across the table from my dashing husband as I laugh lightly at an inside joke he makes as we nosh on a small plate of something buttery and delicious and drink our cocktails. But I realized something about myself in the last number of months. I have often been the one to sabotage my own date night dreams. 

My husband asks me on dates. He KNOWS how deep my affection for all things food goes. He asks me to go out on a specific day, will ask me where I want to go, and let me know that the choice is mine. I get super pumped and immediately look up reviews and articles of the places I've been stowing away in the back of my brain since the last Msp St Paul Food magazine arrived in my mailbox. I usually end up with three places: 
1: One hyper local that would meet my husband's tastes of: the closer to home the better. 
2: One that is in St. Paul that I think looks relatively interesting and is not too hard to drive to. 
3: And one that is the pinnacle of foodie adventuring but has a high level of commitment. 

Appreciating the drive to the restaurant because, why not?!

I usually drop option number 3 a day before the date because I've rationalized with myself over my work emails that I should save it for a more special occasion when we're not so tired. Usually option number 2 falls off the list by halfway through the actual date day because I'm not really feeling like adventuring out of our area of town and Brian's coming straight from a meeting. Then option number 1 vaporizes when I convince myself, it would be way more fun to stay home and snuggle on the couch, make dinner, and watch a movie. Now days, our butts don't hit the couch until our kid is in bed at 7:30 and my butt is on the couch for exactly 20 minutes TOPS before I slide under my sheets. Needless to say I've come around to looking at date nights like the long lost adventure I'd like to take when I can get it! (Because, Jesus is coming and there are lots of calories I have yet to consume.)

So I showered this morning, had an extra cup of coffee in the middle of the day, and got my three restaurant options that all fall into just one new category these days....
"Places I Want To Try Before I Die". 

I promise you, it is a much better list. 

Regardless of whether you're a mom, whether you're married, whether you're broke, whether you're a foodie or you're not, spending time with people around plates of food where the purpose is a planned time of enjoyment and focus on the people you care about.....you're much better off then an adventure not had. I want to KNOW for CERTAIN how much better the food in heaven tastes compared to here. And you can't know if you don't try.
And try we did. Thank you Jesus for charcuterie.

Monday, December 31, 2018

2018: Not For The Faint Of Heart

Well, 2018 came and went.

A few accomplishments to note:
-We spent year number 2 in our new home in White Bear. Brian only talks about burning it to the ground and walking away every other week. It is really starting to feel like home. I love that I can scrub it down, in its entirety, in under an hour, I love how cozy it feels when we come home at night, and I hate how it smells like anything I've cooked for at least three hours after.

-Brian took on a new job. He is now the Comm's Director over at Rockpoint Church and working on a pretty stellar team collaborating with other die-hard communicators. He is finally putting ALLLLLLLLLL those leadership books into practice.

-We took a family vacation of a lifetime to Italy! I'm talkin my folks, my three brothers, their spouses, and even Brian! It was Cacio e Pepe pasta, gelato, and sight seeing like I had died and gone to my own personal foodie heaven.

-Oh and then there was THIS
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We had a kid.

Everything they say about parenting.....it's true.....and also incredibly not true. It's very much a choose your own adventure. But I've learned that you've really got to choose what you're going to root yourself in because if you don't, it will absolutely swallow you whole. Which is where I'm coming out of. You can say "God is your center" but if you don't live that out every single day, there is no way it will stick when you're a parent.

This year I learned that NOTHING is in your control. You can either be mad about this glaring fact and sink into an abyss of despair and depression or you can find absolute blissful freedom in CONSTANTLY reminding yourself of this truth. Here me say this,

"Nothing is WORTH being in your control when there is a God who absolutely delights in everything you are and who would love nothing more than to show you the plans he has for you."

My butt has been schooled in the land of hard knocks in 2018. So here I am. Making the declaration that nothing is in my control and not only do I know that but in 2019 I'm going to live like I understand what that means.

One thing God has been doing is speaking through my spouse, the one who has a rotating wheel of leadership books running through his brain. He gently, aggressively, consistently (sometimes relentlessly) reminds me to grasp hold of God's plans for me. And so, one of the very first things I'm doing with 2019 is starting, "The Poor Foodie's Diary". Because I love food and I love writing. One of these things I've known since I helped my dad spend entire days filling our house with the smells of homemade spaghetti. And one of these things I'm realizing is worth giving more time to explore. I have no idea what this will bring but I can promise there will be some painful and comical honesty, maybe a helpful tip or two, and absolutely good food moments shared in the hopes that you too can grasp hold of the beauty in what breaking bread together, in all its various forms, can do for the heart, the soul, and the stomach.

Cheers 2018, thanks for knockin me down so I could understand there is one greater who desires to pick me back up.

Eat well friends,
Anna

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Is It Ruined? Let's Disguise It.

Every once in awhile I like to try and be a little extravagant and cook my husband a little steak. 

I mean pretty much we alternate between the ground meats, that delightful thing known as chicken, and throw in some fish when I'm feeling really healthy. 

But when I want to pretend I am a meat Masta I try to buy me some tasty steak. Only problem is I know almost next to nothing about this tasty choice of meat. 

I know the names, Ribeye, Sirloin, Filet Mignon, top sirloin, flank steak, round steak, you name it.....but I know next to nothing about what to do with it. Hahaha. I know I profess to love to cook me my claim to fame is not the cow. I know lots of people who kill it in this department. Average joes like you and me who know how to keep that heat hi and that sear real real crisp with a tender juicy red and delicious center. I envy those people. I want to be those people. Just haven't mastered my abilities in this area yet. I don't know if it's my overpowering love for all things cheese and bread that keep me from trying to expand my carne skills but I am trying this summer to learn. The grill shall be my constant companion this summer. I accept this food challenge.

Hence this blog post. I am an attempt gone wrong with meat but in the end it ended up oh so right. 

So here you go. A recipe for when you need to throw in the white flag of surrender, try again another day, but still eat a delicious meal at the end of the day. 

Brian and I went to make a delicious New York Strip steak for our wedding anniversary. I went to a reputable butcher shop to pick up some nice meat so that we knew we'd get some delicious steak to help us celebrate. We threw it on the grill, watched the temperature drop to 300, and I panicked. I knew our steak was in trouble. Grill marks but no char marks I knew this steak was doomed.....and sure enough it was tough and chewy and not so delish. A few days later I was looking to even the score with that piece of meat and came out with this.

Mexi Hash: (bahahahaha I can't help myself)

Take whatever leftover hunk of steak you have lying around in the fridge from when you grilled earlier in the week and didn't finish eating that night.....or for which you pretty much feel you've ruined. 

Slice that steak super thin. Like, as thin as you possibly can. Like paper. 

Then toss it into a pan on high heat with a little olive oil and a lot of salt. 

Let it get hot, a little charred, and then pull it from the pan and throw it all on a cutting board. Let that steak cool and then chop the crap outta it until it looks like this:
I had leftover small potatoes also from that anniversary meal. They were purple and yellow and red and delicious. But I smashed each of them a little and then fried them up in the pan with a little salt and a dash of spices until they were crisp and hot. Then I set them aside as well.

Lastly I cut up all the leftover veggies I had in the fridge. Some zucchini I grilled the other night, a red pepper that was all wrinkly and just about rotten, some yellow onion, a few random tomatoes, and then tossed them all into that same pan with all those good crispy bits at the bottom to give them some nice flavor and char. 
When I was done I laid down a nice layer of those crispy potatoes, some of that chopped, now tender, steak, a bunch of those veggies, and finished it off with a nice dollop of sour cream and a lot of delicious salsa. And what did I end up with? A pretty smashingly delicious Mexican hash....
Oh and of course I topped it off with cilantro...because that's one of my must have's in my fridge at all times. It was one of those meals you wish you could have all over again right after you finish it. 

So the lesson I learned is that I may not have mastered the art of cooking a great steak the first time....but I got it DOWN in round 2!!!

Repurpose, reuse, recycle folks!

Goodnight!

Monday, May 11, 2015

Shut. It. Down.

This post is for you. For every woman who reads this and knows this aching of the heart.

This post is impulsive so I beg your forgiveness if it is foolishness to some, reckless, or not profound. I simply feel the push to be as transparent as possible to bring light into this darkness. This dark corner in my life that I ache and push and pull and tear and find destruction in throughout my life.

Ladies.....of all age, ethnicity, economic background. I am a woman of faith daily running from societies definitions and labels. At times I laugh at the way the world says that I should be defined. I stand firmly in my faith of knowing who I am created to be by my God and Savior. I have bold confidence in my skills and giftings. I feel beautifully crafted, feisty, and fierce. But more often then not the thing that speaks most loudly into my life is my frustration and defeat over my body image.

The verses are there to remind me. My church is there to help me remember that this area is also very much defined by God and not the rest of humanity. I am active and attempt to eat well (as well as a lover of food is able ;) and yet I seem to stumble at every corner. I grow more withdrawn in my mind into this dark place deep within me crying out at myself all day long. My anxiety deepens as I struggle to tear myself hopelessly from this place. It is a place that leaves me raw and withering under the weight of such mental destruction. Until I speak light into the darkness.

I can never walk out until I speak truth into the lies. Until I call it for what it is. I need to speak my struggle out loud to my God. At times that means writing these words on paper, crying in the arms of my husband, or relating to the heart of a friend. Shauna Neiquist said in her devo today, in Savor, to think of a time when someone reminded you of something fundamental and simple that you have forgotten. Today and many many days that truth is that my image is created in the image of my Father. But that truth in itself was not enough today. Even though it should be. So I spent time simply washing dishes worshipping to music with my husband as he does RushFit in the living room. Singing words that I know to be true until they started to sink deeply into my soul. That HIS PRAISE WILL EVER BE ON MY LIPS. That is fundamental. Glory glory hallelujah, Jesus you are good. Sink deep. Know these truths. In knowing these truths the sin and darkness wash away. What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Oh precious is the blood that makes me white as snow.

My friend reminded me today that if I can do nothing else.....pray to my God.....because His mercies are new every morning. That tonight has restored my soul.

Do not be defeated by your image my beautiful friends. Do not let this destruction of your heart rip you in two. Do not keep it secret and hidden this loathing or anger. Speak boldly in the truth of your hurt and sadness. Look to your mothers, sisters, friends, and husbands to love you through that hurt. Your God has so much to say to you amidst that darkness. He has such a beautiful story of redemption for you. In all things......

Friday, April 24, 2015

Salad Smackdown! Gettin It In With The Greens.

You ever have one of those weeks that is just insanely busy and crazy? You get so caught up in everything that by the time it gets to Friday you're ready to just party and guzzle one of these!? 
That's been my week this week. Too tired, too busy, too ready for the weekend. And now it is here! Good thing there's a margarita in my future ;)

On weeks like these I find that I still want something hearty and fresh as well as flavorful that will satisfy the raging 6pm hunger that always attacks our household but doesn't require dirtied dishes or lots of effort or time. You gotta be quick or else pandemonium will ensue. (When that blood sugar level drops look out world.) 

On my last post I gave you some pretty simple meals that are relatively easy in a pinch. But I have been adamant lately about trying to get more veggies in my diet as well as my hubs. And for that I have figured out how to give boring salads the smack down!!!

Some of us have misconceptions about what a good salad entails. 





It does not need to be super complicated and fancy for it to be delicious. Although this salad (pictured above) that I had at Spoon and Stable was radically delicious. Beets, house made cottage cheese, edible flowers??? I mean touché. They've got serious salad game. I believe that salads are seriously the bomb because they can be truly easy and ultra quick. They require no bake time, no water boiling, not even all that much chopping and adding of spices when it comes down to it! You've almost always got the makings of a dressing in your house and you it gives you a serious nutrients power surge. So salads have been the name of my game lately.

In that last post I actually listed one of my favorite salads lately!
The goat cheese, strawberries, cucumber, and walnut salad with a fruity vinaigrette! That's literally what was in the salad so I don't even need to bother with a recipe!

I mean it doesn't get much easier or simple then that! Throw chicken in if your hubby needs that protein of course as well as for yourself! I like to cook mine in just a little olive oil with a pinch of salt. It doesn't need to compete with the salad. 

This is one I generally tend to make myself when Brian's not around though. He's not much into fruit and frufru cheese in his salads. Which is perfectly fine because I have mastered manly salads as well! (yea I said manly when referring to lettuce.)



This is the salad that some of you have been asking me about since I posted it on Instagram. This salad is a shape shifter. It changes ingredients slightly depending on what's in my fridge but the general principle is always the same. 

The exact recipe for this guy is as follows: A nice mix of lettuces, finely sliced red onion, halved grape tomatoes, diced cucumber,  I chopped a little fresh parsley and mixed it in, then I fry up diced salami (from the deli section) in a pan for a min until it's crisp, throw that on top. Throw a couple eggs in the same pan, cover and cook on medium low until the steam cooks the top and it's sunny side up. Throw that on the top and then sprinkle with parmesan or other very dry hard cheese you have available. (Not the stuff in the tube) Finish with a drizzle of olive oil, a good squeeze of lemon, and salt and pepper. 

Seriously I made these salads in under ten minutes. We were flying out the door for youth group and we had a homemade healthy meal going with us. 

Salads can be magical. They can be insanely delicious. You just gotta play around with the ingredients and listen to your cravings! 

Fried eggs make a deliciously decadent topper on most salads because the yolk acts like it's own dressing. Otherwise boil those baby's up to make some hard boiled creations for later use! Olive oil and lemon are a dynamic duo on salads. Otherwise olive oil, balsamic vinegar, and always salt and pepper pair perfectly as well. Throw other herbs into these too! Olive oil and red wine vinegar. Smashed avocado, lemon, and olive oil. I could go on and on. Or just buy some store bought stuff you like. BUT I WARN YOU. Dressings should ENHANCE the salad NOT overpower it. So I would encourage you to run from the ranch!

Other salad combos include but are not limited to:

Another personal new fave: Kumquats, thinly sliced, leafy greens, candied pecans or walnuts, red onion and a little goat cheese with a blush wine vinaigrette or fruity light dressing. 

A hearty hunger crusher: Chicken grilled or pan seared with S&P and then sliced up. With leafy greens, avocado, grape tomatoes, cucumber, a sprinkle of cheese, croutons, and almonds. (Switch out chicken with shrimp or steak)

The greek: (Doesn't necessarily need lettuce.) Cucumbers, grape or cherry tomatoes, halved, kalamata olives, feta cheese, red onion, cubed salami, balsamic and olive oil with S&P. 

And last but not at all the least....my mexican: Insert meat of your choice cooked how you like, avocado, corn, tomatoes, beans of your choice (I like pinto), lots of leafy greens, onion (I like to cook them down in a pan. It gives a nice contrast), lime, a few crushed tortilla chips, mix your favorite salsa with a little sour cream and a lot of lime and pour over the salad. Finish with a bunch of fresh chopped cilantro!

So see? Just grab a giant bowl, open up those neglected veggie drawers and start throwing stuff in!!!!