I wish I had a fun story to tell about this Butterfinger recipe. Truth be told, it’s kind of boring. But I feel compelled to share Butterfingers with you because Halloween is this week, and candy is on my mind. Plus this recipe is such an easy and good treat. Continue reading halloween nostalgia
Category Archives: Copy Cat/Recreations
the cure for homesickness in a dip
Every time I visit my home state of Oregon, which incidentally usually occurs during the summer, I breathe in the state and enjoy my time to its fullest. Family, friends, green as far as the eye can see, inexpensive (relatively speaking) housing, roadside wild blackberries, no sales tax, no getting out of the car to pump your gas; Oregon is easy living at its best. After a visit, I need to remind myself that the wonderland of greatness in the summer turns into a sunless, rainy, gray, borderline depressive state during the remaining eight, sometimes nine months of the year. Continue reading the cure for homesickness in a dip
copy cat from OC
It’s no secret that I didn’t exactly take well to living in Orange County. Aside from a friendship with three very wonderful ladies, with whom I’m still close, I really don’t miss living behind the “orange curtain” much. However, now that I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, I have better perspective on OC. The Vietnamese food in OC is superior, the weather is better and the beaches are warmer. OC is also home to my favorite vegan eatery. I keep hoping a Native Foods will pop up in the Bay Area, but it hasn’t. There’s more competition in the veggie/vegan space in the Bay Area, so it’s probably not viable for a new player to move in. Every time I visit OC, a trip to Native Foods for the peanut butter parfait is a must. Continue reading copy cat from OC
vegan (kind of) copy cat
It’s been almost a month since my experience in the desert for the Coachella Music Festival. I’m still thinking about amazing performances by Beck, Nas, Girl Talk and numerous others. I’m also still thinking about the Buffalo-style cauliflower from the Mohawk Bend booth at Coachella. Because I don’t live in LA, and Coachella only happens once a year, I’m unable to drop in when I get a craving. Which means my copy cat mentality has set in. I do this a lot, you see. I will fall in love with a dish at a restaurant and become fixated on recreating it at home.
kitchen magic
I have great childhood memories of going to friends’ houses for slumber parties. Those nights away from my own ‘natural earth mama’ house usually entailed eating junk food at night and sugary cereal the next morning. Ice cream with Smucker’s Magic Shell topping for dessert and Apple Jacks for breakfast, thank you very much. That combo would never have made it through the threshold of my parents’ house. Continue reading kitchen magic
planks and sticks 