Vanilla Ginger Baked Quinoa

On February 27th, Kevin and I packed up the car to head down to the coast for my first marathon. I took all my own nutrition - from baked kale to recovery protein and quadruple checked to make sure I had the right shoes and running clothes before ditching town. We spent the night on the coast, relaxing and waiting in anticipation for the morning's race. Kevin had been such a trooper throughout it...

Swedish Rye Bread

"The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight... one of those almost hypnotic businesses, like a dance from some ancient ceremony. It leaves you filled with one of the world's sweetest smells... there is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel. that will...

White Rum Banana Bread

It’s Monday morning. Labor Day. We’ve spent the weekend playing board games over beer late into the night, eating way too much ice cream for two humans, sipping amaretto liqueur by the fire, falling asleep to massages, and giving our hearts over to the film, Grandma. I woke up early yesterday morning to flip through some cookbooks I picked up at the library, including a prized gem titled...

Quinoa & Currant Bread Loaf

Now that it's spring, the sun rises in Boston around 5:30. I usually set my alarm clock to wake up at 5:30, but it never happens. My body is still in winter mode - no way am I getting out of bed that early (yet?). I am a morning ritual kind of person. The weird guy who wakes up early to go for a run, read, pour a cup of tea, and head off to work. It's quiet. I like to wake up before the city,...

Pistachio Matcha Cookies

The marathon was scheduled for this Sunday, but there is too much snow and the temperatures are barely inching their way out of the single digits. Maybe I braced myself for this when the storms rolled in a few weeks ago, but after receiving the news from a friend over text late last night that the marathon is cancelled...I've been O.K. I am nursing an injury right now + it seems like this...

Vegan Cornbread

I used to think that summer was the only time that I craved the mountains, but boy has my heart been singing about home these days. I am trying to take it one breath at a time. Kevin and I both have the same feeling about the cold - escape! We try to go for runs outside when we can + adventure out when possible, but the real bitter cold days leave us curled up on the couch with tea + cookie...