This is barely a recipe post if I’m being honest, as nothing is weighed or cooked (aside from the poached egg… though I’d hardly constitute cracking an egg into water as ‘cooking’). Continue reading
In a complete 180° turn from my most recent post, and in an attempt to pretend like I didn’t have a third “malformed” cookie from the batch I made earlier, here is a little vegan, gluten free recipe from that week I tried (valiantly, yet unsuccessfully) to detox for 7 days straight.
Birthdays are, if nothing else, an excellent excuse to stuff yourself with an absurd amount of cake.
Of course this isn’t constricted to your own special day – though I implore people to eat a damn good amount of cake when that rolls around too! So when one of my best friend’s birthdays cropped up I took it as an excuse to do something a little bit naughty in the kitchen.
Naughty in the way only three rich, fudgy chocolate sponge layers jammed together by a truly ridiculous cream cheese and peanut butter frosting, then drenched in a intense peanut butter laced ganache, can be.
I mean… come on…
It is easily the sexiest thing I’ve had in my kitchen recently.
Cafes are, without a doubt, a typical haunt for most students, as a little hybrid between the soulless confines of a library or the unproductive, lazy environment of your bedroom they are an ideal place to curl up in for a couple of hours to do some work. I’ve spent hours in Nero or Starbuck sipping a single chai latte leafing through books, typing away on my laptop, saying hi to the hordes of students I see milling in and out.
Afternoon Tease isn’t that kind of cafe. Not that you couldn’t spend an afternoon there doing work, though the chic wooden benches and tables aren’t as enticing as Nero’s squishy sofas for that sort of thing, your reasons for going to Afternoon Tease should have far more to do with your rumbling belly than your mounting work load. Continue reading
So this post is long over due… mostly because I felt a bit guilty since I failed. Ugh. Fail. Failure. What an awful word, one that I like to keep as far away from how I think about myself. I got to dinner on day 6 and was in the middle of making my brother a flatbread pizza for dinner when the smell of melting cheese and roast chicken kind of ruined any dedication I had. So I whipped up a healthier version for myself (wholemeal wrap as a base smeared with some tomato puree, turkey breast, diced green peppers and some parmesan on top) and dug in happily. To be honest, the only guilt I felt was at the prospect of having to make this post not because I’d eaten what I wanted to. If I’m being honest after nearly 6 full days of cutting out gluten, diary and meat I wasn’t feeling dramatically “cleansed” or anything like that… Continue reading
I love pasta. I really, really love pasta. Pasta, however, is a cruel mistress who piles layers upon layers of unflattering fat across my hips, as well as making me feel bloated and – if I’m being honest – a bit ill. (I’m not often honest so still request that my mum makes me her lasagne, which is hand on heart the greatest lasagna on this planet, every time I return from uni.)
Despite our complicated relationship, pasta and I have found a way to get along just fine – I stay conscious of my gluten intake and indulge only occasionally, but make damn sure those occasions count. And boyyyyy did this count. Continue reading
I’ve decided to put day 2 and 3 into a single post, since I was out all day/evening yesterday and didn’t have a chance to access my laptop.
Woke up feeling fine, immediately drank some water which quelled any hunger I might have had to make sure I didn’t just run downstairs and eat breakfast straight away… I say ‘eat’, mostly to pretend I’m not missing my mornings of elaborate oatmeal concoctions, but since all my breakfasts are in smoothie form this week I trotted downstairs to slurp down a spinach, peach and ginger smoothie. Not that I mean to down play how much I love this drink, I make it at least once a week at uni (if not more).
All I do is pop a handful of spinach, a 1/4 – 1/2 a can of tinned peaches*, grated ginger, almond milk and water (sometimes I do all ice water, or all almond milk, mostly its a splash or two of almond milk with a 1/4 cup of ice water).
Since I’ve been home and therefore have access to coconut oil (I don’t have it at uni cause it is absurdly expensive in the UK) I added about half a table spoon of that as well, not only does it impart a subtle coconuty taste (which I love) but is chock full of health benefits! Continue reading