I have a new favorite cake!

Luckily, it's one that I can make myself.  I am actually hesitant to share this recipe since it's as big of a hit as it was. I took it over to Nathan and Melody today (along with the chicken/garbanzos/paprika/tomatoes thing that I've blogged about before) and everyone really seemed to enjoy it. It's not too sweet, which is nice.  Next time I make it, I'm going to actually get the caramelized sugar to work. I conceded to it today because I got frustrated, so it's not as nice as I would have liked. Oh well :) Life is good lately, and not-actually-caramelized sugar will not ruin my day. Or even my hour. Here's the recipe!: Epicurious link

This is me being lazy and not typing it all out. My apologies. There's also a link to the poached oranges on there too.

We all scream for...

My dearest Aunt and Uncle gave my family an ice cream maker since they were going to get rid of it and I'm SUPER EXCITED about it. Why? For home made ice cream of course. I'll have to actually post a recipe eventually, but I think I'm going to have to just post pictures of what I've been enjoying and how much I'm enjoying more often so I don't neglect this as much. Right now? Home made ice cream is the best. I look like the biggest fat kid going to the store though, because I come out carrying lots of heavy cream, whole milk and sugar. It's so worth it. I promise.

I tried to tell someone the other day that my life doesn't revolve around food: eating, cooking, preparing, shopping, thinking about, but then I realized it'd be a complete lie. Since I've gotten this ice cream maker, I've had a bit of a berry obsession. I've been buying fresh blackberries because my favorite ice cream so far is blackberry ice cream. That's the picture up there. It's especially good when it's topped with freshly picked blueberries by yours truly. There's the cutest blueberry patch ever in the middle of Chapin (you know you live in a small town when....) that I've been frequenting. I love the feeling of standing inside the blueberry bush (ducking under branches and standing right beside the stem) and being surrounded by all of the ripest blueberries ever. I may or may not break the rule about "taste testing only". Oops.

I hope heaven is filled with berry bushes and ripe fruit. If I designed it, it would be.

When in Boston: Eat

So, I just came home (well not just, it's been a week) from beautiful, wonderful, fantastic Boston. I've determined that I want to live there at some point, especially if it takes the form of some time learning at Harvard. I have high hopes, oh yes, I do. I love all of the architecture and being surrounded by people, and most of all? FOOD. It is everywhere. All different kinds of food from all different backgrounds, and it's everywhere. Kind of like all of the men, but that's a story for another day and nothing really to write home about. Forewarning: There will be a departure from the normally well-lit, well focused pictures in this post because several of these were taken with one of two blackberry phone cameras usually for the purpose of twitpic and bragging to friends. (Sorry for making you hungry, guys :) )

Anyway: So the food. Boston made a great first

impression with this Reuben sandwich. The sauerkraut tasted really freshly made (that sounds like an oxymoron, but it's not, promise)

and I don't know what they did to the meat, but everyone should do that. Why? Because it's

incredible. By the end of the meal, the sandwich won though because if you can't tell from the picture, it was GIGANTIC. And delicious? Have I mentioned that yet?

There's this lovely section of town

known as the North End, which is the home of italian food and BAKERIES. Yum. The first night

there, we met up with one of my mom's high school friends a

nd had delicious pizza. This came in a very close second to New York pizza only due to a matter

of preferences. It was the type of pizza where

everything is just thrown on top haphazardly, without the neat layers of "sauce, cheese,

toppings" which I almost prefer to the cute layered ones.

Afterwards, Danielle and I made our trek to get some cannoli, because that was our goal from

the get-go. Oh goodnesssss. Word from the internet said to get them from Mike's Pastry in the North End, and that was certainly a good suggestion. Even after eating pizza, three cannoli were

devoured between us. One was an original ricotta

that was dipped in chocolate on either side,one had an amaretto flavored filling and the third? I'm not sure but it was awes

ome because the shell was a little bit different.

Can you tell I was excited from this picture? Also, my choice of hair styles for traveling is interesting. Please forgive.

Day two: We headed over to Cambridge, which is the home of Harvard University. I don't think I've ever had my breath taken away by a building until I saw the memorial hall of this place. It's beautiful. Back to food though, since this is a food blog after all. In Cambridge, there is a place

that was highly recommended by urbanspoon.com (If you've never seen that site, it's awesome and you should go check it out

after you finish reading my rambling.) called Russell House Tavern, which is deemed a

"gastropub" by the internet, whatever that means. Good job on the recommendation, internet. SO worth it. It was really cheap, but I

think I would enter a love affair the poached egg I had because it was AWESOME. This was one of my favorite meals of the trip. The egg had some sort of crispiness to the outside and was salted perfectly so that all of the flavors came out but

not so much that it was "salty". It was on top of a bed of greens with some sort of sauce. That guy describes it a lot better than I can. I didn't think I could ever be filled up by one egg dish, but it was so wonderful that it did. Also, it wasn't very expensive at all for such a great place to eat (with great atmosphere -bzzzzzzzzzzz- as people watched the World Cup). Oh Russell House Tavern, please make me poached eggs for the rest of my life.

After that, we wandered around Cambridge some more and found a cupcake store! I asked the

guy for his recommendation as far as their coffee-flavored ones went (since all of you should

know my addiction by now), and his recommendation was spot on. He recommended a cute little cappuccino cupcake

accompanied by a cup of coffee because the cupcake itself was dry and rich. Somehow, they made the cake part so that it wasn't terribly sweet, but it paired perfectly with the sweet icing and cup of coffee. Melody, this one was for you since I couldn't bring one back for you since I'd

devour it.

And of course, we couldn't go to Boston without going to eat LOBSTERS. We went over to a part of town with lots of fishing boats (forgive my lack of Boston geography skills) to a place known as No Name Seafood. I'll put the lobster itself here but go over to my facebook for pictures of us having way too much fun playing with our

food. By the way, eating lobster as a newbie is a barbaric process and I don't recommend it for any time that you want to come off as classy and refined. Also, everything (including my camera,

which is disgusting the next day) smells like

lobsters afterwards. Ew. Great taste, not such a great smell.

The next day we didn't eat much because we were still full from the previous day. Also, it wa

s the 4th of July! So we went on tours of navy boats (Oh hay!) and stood in crowded areas to watch fireworks (and take too

many pictures. I hope you all like the noises that SLR's make on burst mode: tch tch tch tch tch). Oh and to watch people get escorted out of the crowd by the police for being wasted in public. Way to go, sir.

We did a lot of wandering on the last day just because it's such a great city. First off: lunch in

Chinatown. We picked a random restaurant off the street, and figured it must have been good because it was FULL OF ASIANS (kind of like the rest of Boston). Hooray, authenticity, I suppose. I ordered some ginger duck because well, when in Rome... SO worth it. It was tender and falling off the bone. I could eat ducks all day long if they all tasted like this. Quack. Also, it was only like $15 for the both of us to get far more than we could have eaten.

Then we wandered some more until we saw a place called Red Mango. It is a cute place to get

frozen yogurt (that actually tastes like yogurt with the tasty bit of tangy-ness) with really fresh fruit on top. Mine is the one in the back, which was pomegranate yogurt with blueberries on top. (mmm blueberries) while Danielle's is in front with all of the fruit. She had a vanilla yogurt with all of the fruit that you see there. The fruit was so fresh. I could eat there every day (if I was rich and lived in Boston, of course)

Then, unfortunately, we had to return home. However, I think Danielle and I sufficiently ate our way through Boston. Hooray, food! It was seriously some of the best food I have EVER eaten. EVER. I want to live there at some point. Also, sorry for the formatting in this. I'm not sure what happened, but I'm too lazy to fix it.

What am I into right now?

I figured I should also write about other interests because sometimes I become obsessed with things for short bursts of time and then forget completely about them. So, right now:

In food related news: the grill is my new favorite place to cook everything. Those of you who know me know that I normally enjoy grilling, but now that it's summer? Everything is going on the grill. Yesterday, for Father's day, my grill met some bell peppers, zucchini squash strips, mushrooms and onions. The squash strips went directly onto the warming rack of the grill and drizzled with olive oil and salt. The bell peppers and mushrooms went onto sheets of aluminum foil (so they didn't fall into the fiery abyss) The mushrooms were just little white ones that I chopped in half (in later dates, I'll probably quarter them or something similar) and threw around in some olive oil. I also added rosemary to the mushrooms because mushrooms+rosemary is the best combination EVER. I could eat them all day long. The squash were absolutely delicious too. Some of the squash gets a nice crisp outside while the inside is soft, while it has a nice hint of saltiness that just brings out all the flavor. I put the chopped onions in a foil pack (I'm such a girl scout) with some Worcestershire sauce and then put that to the side of the grill. Those onions were awesome on the steaks that were grilled after all the veggies were done. I love me some steak, by the way. I like to say that I'm honoring the hard work of my ancestors by eating as much red meat as I do. They didn't fight through hunter-gathering and so forth for me to emaciate myself.

Oh? And when playing with olive oil on the grill? Watch out! It's highly flammable, so it becomes a game of "watch for flare-ups". I somehow managed to get out of all of this grilling alive without any wounds. Well, at least not from grilling. All my bruising seems to come from the next part:

Lifting weights. I'm interested in throwing around heavy things lately. I finally got my membership to the Y that I've been begging for since school ended. I swear this is the most addicting hobby. Load up the weights onto the bar; put the bar in the desired position; ask yourself what you got into because this is obviously too much weight; lift weight the desired amount of times while making all sorts unattractive faces and grunts; rest feeling proud of yourself; deflect looks from the guys who scoff at me being in "their area" (Too bad. I'm not moving 'till I'm done.); lift weight for number of desired sets; walk away feeling like a beast (or stumble away if it was a leg workout). The rush that I get when I lift the weight for the first time is incomparable. Take deadlifts on Satuday for instance: it's basically bending over and picking up a barbell off the floor. (If you're actually going to lift it, please consider your form first). I loaded up the weights because I factually know that I can lift 125lbs in that. However, that first time when I stand there in front of it and realize this is the weight of a small woman and my hands are like "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO US?" and my muscles are like "Put this down right now, young lady, or else we will collapse" and then do none other than lift it, which then shuts down the peanut gallery of my muscles. (Repeat 23 times.) Then you finish and are just want to yell something about "What now?", but then you realize that you're in a crowded room so you just smirk at it as you unrack the weights. Oh, heavy things, I think I love you. However, since I've got the grace of a drunk giraffe, I always end up hitting myself with lots of weights and generally making a fool of myself in front of strangers.

People! I've gone out with more friends in the past two weeks than I have in the past 6 months. Being single is awesome in this way. All of these outings usually involve food or otherwise fascinating events. I love going out and just laughing my head off for 3 hours (or more) with my ladies. This is very much tied to: The lake! Sometimes I go down to the lake and just jump in and swim around for like an hour. Why? Because it's refreshing. Owning a boat is awesome because that means I can constantly have people over to go boating and swimming.

And finally: British television, most namely Doctor Who and it's spin-off Torchwood. These are the two most addicting shows in the history of television. Well, the first must be recognized because it is the longest running sci-fi show EVER. The stories are so well written and the actors are all pretty good. Hello, David Tennant and Matt Smith, anyone? While Doctor Who is generally accepted to be more of a "family show", Torchwood is the more adult spin-off which airs later at night. It focuses more on the people whereas Doctor Who sometimes ends up just being OH NOES! ALIENS! However, since it is the more adult version, the producers feel like they need to include gratuitous sex which never ceases to make me feel awkward because with my luck, people always walk in to chat with me during these scenes. Oh, media, you're so silly. I don't want to see that.

So, these are my interests at the moment. I'm going to go give blood today at 4:00. That's exciting too, I suppose. I like to give blood at churches because then they have their little old ladies make cookies and refreshments for the donors. I bleed for cookies, as the one volunteer's shirt read.

In a better mood

Hello world! I get to eat delicious food for the next few days, and you all should be jealous. I'm convinced this week has been and will continue to be so awesome that the past two weeks can't even begin to eclipse it. So far: Food? Check. Best cousin ever? Check. Hot boys? Check. Carowinds? Check. Destroyed phone and starting it all over? Check. (Far too symbolic not to mention, of course.) Sharing stories with old friends? Check.

More to come, too. Graduations, graduations parties, boat rides, family, friends, MORE FOOD. Don't worry. I'll share wonderful pictures of all this food (and of course everything else) with the lot of you. I'm such a Garrett. "Of course we need food to celebrate this occasion." Lots of barbecue courtesy of Dr. Lanham and Palmetto Pig. Lots of good southern food courtesy of my mom and her sister. Lots of other food courtesy of myself.

Goodbye high school. Sup life? We've started off on a good foot, we should continue it. Let's do this. Time to really live.

It doesn't all have to be about food, right?

I've been cooking, but everything I make is flawed and not worth documenting. I burned the garlic to a crisp the other night instead of sauteeing it. I can't make a single dish without making such a huge mess of the kitchen that I get yelled at. I avoided baking my friends a cake because I was scared I'd screw something else up.

Some days are better than others, lately. They're not normal ups-and-downs though. I've been overwhelmingly frustrated with everything. Too frustrated to think, too frustrated to plan, too frustrated to get anything done. This isn't like me at all.

I ran into Mrs. Colette at the store who reminded me that I agreed to go to a girl scout meeting at 6:30. I completely forgot and made other plans. Everything is usually written out meticulously with dates and times and places to be. I have had so much late work to do. All because I cannot deal with my emotions. I'm fighting to keep my normal composure, even though it's not healthy. I tried the whole openly emotional thing. p.s. It doesn't work. People just ignore you and go on with their happy lives because they don't want to deal with you.

I used to be in control of my life. Now I'm alone and erratic. What do I do? All I know is that I'm really not okay. To the point that telling the whole world my thoughts seems like a good idea.

Calzones

I'm tired of hearing about politics. Everyone was all abuzz about the health care plan today. Problem is, no one actually knows anything about it before judging it. How about something everyone can agree on: food. Calzones we can believe in. By the way, they are much tastier if you leave the tomato sauce for dipping sauce instead of putting it inside of the calzone.



Ingredients:
Pizza cheeses
Italian Sausage (I like spicy)
Pepperoni
Uncooked pizza dough (It's over by the biscuits)
Marinara or tomato sauce of your choosing
Olive Oil
Flour
Red bell pepper
Anything else you want to put in it



What do I do with this stuff?
1- Cook your Italian sausage in a pan with some oil.
2- Preheat your oven to whatever the tube of dough says
3-Chop up the pepper and the sausage and place aside.
4- Open up the pizza dough
5- Spread some flour on your rolling surface and pin so it doesn't stick
6- Roll out your dough to be as thin as possible. It's easier to spread if you sprinkle some water on top of it.
7-Sprinkle ingredients on top of one half of the dough. Use as much or as little as you'd like of everything.
8- Fold the other, empty half of the dough over the other side.
9- Flatten the edges with a fork.
10- Grab a knife and make some slits to serve as steam vents.
11- Sprinkle some flour on your baking sheet.
12- Carefully move your uncooked calzone onto the baking sheet (I used a big flat spatula to help)
13- Put the calzone in the oven for a few minutes longer than what the package says.
14- While the calzone is in the oven, put your tomato sauce/marina on the stove on medium-low heat.
15- Drool over the smell of baking calzone.
16- When the outside turns golden brown and delicious looking, take it out of the oven.
17- Allow people to serve themselves with the calzone and the sauce.
18- Stuff your face with cheesy, sausage-y, doughy deliciousness.

I'm pretty sure that the picture next to this is the most delicious looking picture I've ever taken.

Towers of tomatoes!

I think this recipe may become one of the most common in my kitchen soon. It's absolutely delicious, and I expect to have more homegrown tomatoes and fresh basil than I ever intend on eating this summer. I think it's actually called Insalata Caprese (or something like that) but since I'm not Italian and therefore cannot pronounce anything correctly and fear that I insult some native cuisine with my love of balsamic vinegar: I present to you tomato towers!

Ingredients:
1 small package of fresh mozzarella cheese (This is the more expensive stuff packed in water.)
2 medium sized tomatoes
Several fresh basil leaves
Oregano and more basil (Fresh or dried, whichever you prefer)
One cup balsamic vinegar
1/4 cup olive oil

Let's do this!
Let's start our balsamic reduction because when you reduce the vinegar it becomes sweeter and less tart (read: more delicious). We're starting this now because there's lots of waiting involved, and you can do other things while it's simmering.
1-Pour your cup of vinegar into a pot.
2- Put the pot on high heat on the stove.
3-Once it begins to boil, lower your heat to medium.
4-Continue simmering the vinegar until you've only got about a quarter of what you started with. (p.s. try not to stick your face over the pot while it's simmering: this stuff is strong and I have the tendency to want to smell it every time I make it) The reduction should be thick and tasty by this point.
5-Remove from heat and allow to cool


Now for the tower building!
1- Slice your tomatoes into 1/2 inch rounds. (These don't have to be perfect.)
2- Slice your mozzarella into 1/2 inch rounds. (Neither do these)
3- Lay a slice of tomato on the plate.
4- Sprinkle generously with olive oil, dried oregano and basil.
5- Lay a slice of mozzarella on top of the tomato.
6- Put a slice of tomato on top of the mozzarella.
7- Repeat steps 4-6 until your tower is a desirable height.
8- Top with fresh basil.
9- Cover your tower lavishly with the balsamic reduction.
10- Take pretty pictures.
11- Knock over the tower and stuff your face!

I think I've developed an addiction.

I'm baaack! I figured I should update what I'm currently excited about before I go back and post some older recipes and pictures that I never posted. Woo!

I think I've become addicted to gardening. I get to play in the dirt and water the fruits (or veggies in my case) of my labor grow. I like to think that it teaches me patience as well, since you can't exactly rush the growth of plants. Since this is a blog about food, you guys are going to have to hear me ramble about my vegetable garden every once in a while. I hope it will grow into something to be proud of. I also hope that I will eventually have so many veggies that I have to give them away. :D

First trip: To Woodley's Garden Center! I went out to shop for bushes for the front yard with Mom and the neighbor. Little did I know, they would trick me! They were actually going to a garden seminar at Woodley's, which I was not so excited about. While they were listening to some man ramble on about centipede grass, I went exploring in the vegetable and herb section. Cue me spending too much money on a cute pot and some herbs to put in it. I can't help it! The lady's enthusiasm for plants was infectious, so I ended up with basil, oregano and parsley. I can't wait until they grow up enough that I won't feel like I'm damaging them by stealing some of their leaves to put in tasty foods.

After that, I came home and planted these herbs in the pot. Dad asked me, then, to plant tomatoes that he'd bought in another pot. And the addiction begins! I scoured the Internet for information about growing vegetables in containers, since I'm too lazy to till the soil and all. Apparently it's pretty easy.


Trip number 2: Lowe's! Seeds, potting soil, pots and little cups to start the seeds in. (I'm a little late for the seeds according to the package, but I figured South Carolina has a long enough growing season that the few weeks won't kill me.) The seeds were so fun to buy because I stood in front of the display for nearly forever deciding what I wanted. I decided on: Green beans, peas, carrots, butternut squash, cantaloupe (I don't have high expectations for those) and eggplant.


When Daddo found all of my little seed cups, he told me that we would work together and build big planters for the porch so I can grow them there. I'm so excited to build things and move my soon-to-be baby plants to the big planter.

Looking at the packages again, I realized that I started too many seeds. I figured I'd pick the best looking ones to move to the big planter and pots when the time comes. Time for a seed olympics of sorts!

They've only been planted for 4 hours, and I'm already excited to eat them. Now to remember to water them as often as they need. Oh goodness, patience will be needed. Expect far too many updates as they start to grow!

Chocolate Cupcakes with Mint Icing!

This week took a thankful turn for the better towards the end. Track was pretty good. Early release on Friday. Friends brighten everything up. Snow is beautiful. Food is tasty. Snoop is lazy. God is good. This next verse was especially true this week:

Commit everything you do to the LORD. Trust him, and he will help you. -Psalm 37:5

And for food: I made these lovely little things for my friends for Valentine's

Cupcakes

• 1 (18.25 ounce) package devils food cake mix
• 1 (3.9 ounce) package instant chocolate pudding mix
• 1 cup vegetable oil
• 4 eggs
• 1/2 cup hot water
• 1 cup sour cream
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 1/2 cup mini semi-sweet chocolate chips

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. Set cupcake baking cups onto a cookie sheet.
   
3. Combine cake mix, pudding mix, oil, eggs, water, sour cream, and vanilla.
   
4. Beat until smooth.
   
5. Stir in chocolate chips.
   
6. Fill cupcake cups half-way/ three-quarters of the way full.
   
7. Bake for 35ish minutes.
8. Try not to eat them before the icing is done.

Icing

6 ounces white chocolate

8 ounces reduced-fat cream cheese, at room temperature

1 stick butter, at room temperature

1 1/4 teaspoons peppermint extract

4-5 cups powdered sugar (basically, until it tastes right)

1/8 teaspoon food coloring (I used green because it was the only color in the house)

1- Chop white chocolate coarsely.
2- Put chocolate into a bowl and microwave for 75 seconds.
3- Stir white chocolate until smooth and put aside to cool
4-Place the cream cheese and butter in a large mixing bowl.
5- Beat with an electric mixer on low speed until well combined
6- Add the melted white chocolate and blend on low speed until just combined
7- Add the peppermint extract and food coloring
8-Blend powdered sugar (one cup at a time) in until it looks like and tastes like icing.

9- Put icing on cupcakes once they cool
10- Adorn with Hershey's Bliss Chocolates
Try not to stuff your face until after you know you have extras.

Roast Chicken Breasts with Garbanzos, Tomatoes and Paprika

Sometimes, life gets to be overwhelming. I don't know how well track is going to go this year. It's discouraging to hear that everything you do is wrong and that you're not strong enough, even when you're trying your hardest. There is too much due for school, and I'm trying to force myself to care about it.

I won't complain too much more. This blog isn't about me. It's about the food. At least that's one that is pretty constant: You follow a good recipe and get tasty food. That was my goal tonight: Something to cheer me up. Something not too difficult. Something tasty.

* 1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil
* 4 garlic cloves, pressed
* 1 tablespoon smoked paprika (sometimes called Pimentón Dulce)
* 1 teaspoon ground cumin
* 1/2 teaspoon dried crushed red pepper
* 1/2 cup plain yogurt or Greek yogurt
* 4 chicken breast halves with bones
* 2 15-ounce cans garbanzo beans (chickpeas), drained
* 1 12-ounce container cherry tomatoes
* 1 cup chopped fresh cilantro, divided

1- Preheat oven to 450 degrees. (Yes, really.)
2- Mix oil, garlic, paprika, cumin and red pepper together in a medium bowl.
3- Get another bowl out and put your greek yogurt in it.
4- Whisk one teaspoon of this spiced oil into your Greek yogurt.
5- Line up your chicken breasts in a large rimmed baking sheet.
6- Rub 2 tablespoons of your spiced oil over the chicken
7- Add beans, tomatoes, and 1/2 cup cilantro the rest of the oil.
8- Toss around in the oil to coat it all.
9- Pour bean and tomato mixture around chicken.
10- Sprinkle salt and pepper generously on top.
11- Roast until chicken is cooked through (about 20 minutes.)
12- Make your plate pretty. Serve with the yogurt sauce that you put aside.
Stuff your face with tasty foods.

Guacamole!

First off: I have decided that avocados are one of God's masterpieces. They're so smooth and wonderful with a hint of fruity taste. Did you know the word 'avocado' comes from the Nahuatl word 'ahuacatl' which means testicle? I giggled a little too hard when I learned that.

A lesson in buying avocados. Pick them up and give them a feel. Is it a little bit squishy? Good. Buy that one. Don't buy rock hard ones unless you're planning on saving them. I learned this the hard way. I bought 8 of the little guys from Publix today, peeled them, chopped them into little pieces (thinking all the while that they just must be a different kind than I'm used to). Then, I eat one. BLEGH! Bitter and gross. Frustrated tears and an angry facebook status later: I'm off to Food lion. And another six to replace them!

Let the guacamole begin!

• 6 Haas avocados
• 2 limes
• 1 teaspoon kosher salt
  
• 1 teaspoon ground cumin
• 1 teaspoon ground cayenne pepper
  
• 1 1/2 medium onions, diced
• 2 tomatoes
• lots of chopped cilantro (I love it)

1- Chop your avocados in half (length-wise) and remove the seed.
2- Scoop the insides out into a bowl.
3- Squeeze one of your limes into the avocadoey goodness.
4- Toss until all of the pieces are covered in lime juice. (This keeps them from browning)







5- Mash with a potato masher.
6- Add your salt, cumin and cayenne pepper on top.
7- Mash some more.








8- Dice your tomatoes (Remove the seeds and wet part before dicing) and onions.
9- Toss on top of the mashed goodness along with cilantro.
10- Fold your diced goodies into the avocado using a wooden spoon.






11- Smooth it all out.
12- Add more cilantro and squeeze the another half of lime on top to make it pretty.
Stuff your face with guac-y tastiness. :D

First post!

I've always wanted to blog, but I've never could think of anything to blog about. My life isn't exciting enough to have a blog just about my days, so I gave up.

Until now! Lately I've been cooking a lot because, well, I just like to eat. I've also been taking pictures of what I've made since I'm trying to get into this whole photography thing. Today, it hit me: Why don't I share my recipes and food pictures online? If anything, it will help me keep up with all of the recipes I've liked or not liked.

And life? I guess you'll hear about some of that as well.

Let's go!