thai food

Not raw

You can thank T.J. for this post. He convinced me to blog. [Ok not really, I have been waiting to share this recipe when I had some free time. But if you are reading this Alexandria, you have one awesome man.] So. It may not look like much but it was a life saver the other week when I was swamped in the ICU and had 2 seconds to inhale lunch. I’m not even exaggerating. Because I use my breaks to pump or nurse, eating is hard to fit in. But of course I do… Read more >

Trying Thai cooking

  I made this on our last night in Nor Cal and just wanted to quickly share the recipe I used. I found a few different recipes and combined them to make my own.  Can you believe I’ve never cooked with coconut milk before?  I love Thai food, especially the really amazing curry coconut milk broth dishes.  I guess that’s probably why I’ve never taken a stab at creating something similar at home.  It seems like mission impossible to get the perfect balance of Thai flavors and spices (especially when it comes to international spice… Read more >

Touring Davis

As I alluded in the last post, we had a road trip planned for the next day in Nor Cal.  Boy oh boy are we pushing our luck with all these long car rides with an infant! But this is what he does most of the time so we are really lucky (so far).  Fingers crossed. I packed lots of food for us so we could hit the road early (basically right after we had both showered and I’d breastfed P).   Kyle and I both had similar breakfasts, but his was sandwiched between some… Read more >

Hospital, take-out, & home-made (food from the first two weeks post-partum)

The first couple of weeks have flown by.  It’s what everyone said would happen, and it is definitely the truth. The food in the hospital was okay.  [I work at the same place I gave birth to P so I know exactly where the menu and cafeteria excel and fall short] Whoever told me the first meal after birth would be the best thing I ever ate lied.  I didn’t take a photo of it, but I got two slices of french toast and a banana.  Remember how much I adore the hospital’s french toast? … Read more >

The mother of invention

Necessity is the mother of invention.  At least that’s how the phrase goes.  Desperation is more like it… The other night was just a typical night in the scheme of my pregnancy.  I wasn’t craving anything remotely healthy, but I also couldn’t figure out what I even wanted to eat.  Even though we had plenty of options in the fridge, I wasn’t feeling any of it.  Kyle made himself dinner, but I didn’t want what he was having either.  So I held out, waiting for my appetite to reveal itself.  Finally I decided I wanted… Read more >