Eat Dance Live

So, if you want to know what has happened to me since those days of yore of daily blogging, I think this explains it quite well: I call it... the PhD This means I've been really antsy because that means more time vegetating studiously writing in front of the computer and less time being creative in the kitchen. On the upside, another hoop jam (as in a hooping party not, a fruit preserve) saved my life this evening. Seriously, best thing ever, try it ! Getting into my dance trance while still being focused enough to spin a hoop is the most wonderful feeling. It's so curative, especially because I've been in such a dance rut recently... Anyway, my kitchen time has been pretty productive. I've made a beautiful love child between Meredith 's and my "grawnola" recipes, which has just about spawned the best thing ever: You know I don't take measurements, but the general idea was replacing Meredith's use of raw pepitas and sunflo...

After a rejuvenating trip on the Continent, I'm back and ready to start my new life in Canada for real this time! The way I've been eating over the last little while has totally justified my recent choice to adopt a more LFRV lifestyle (that being Low Fat Raw Vegan). That means a focus on living raw fruits and veggies, while treating nuts, seeds, and dehydrated goodies as goodies not every day foods. Having inadvertently followed a LFRV diet over the last little while, I've been feeling amazingly energized and happy in ways I haven't in quite some time! However, that hasn't stopped me from getting right back into the game since my return. After all, I still have a hungry monkey loving partner I take joy in feeding. First, as you may have noticed from my stay in Santorini , I've been most recently obsessed with the Santorini Salad. I loved it so much that I exported some of its main ingredients from Greece into our home. Already, I've made it twic...

... ain't nobody happy!" Love that quote, because it's so true. I thought of it because I'll be the first person to admit that I used to hate caraway. And man was I an unhappy princess when I ate some by mistake. I always thought it had this strange full-bodied after taste that took over my entire palate like a strange icky mentos. It's hard to describe, but I used to literally be unable to swallow something if it had caraway in it... now, I'm a convert. Thank you, Meredith. You've achieved something no one has ever been able to do before! I am Chantal. I come to you reborn, as one who loves caraway! Of course, the result of this was yet another one of Meredith's recipes , specifically her Sunflower Rye Bread, which was just about the tastiest and lightest raw bread ever. Finding a bread without nuts is a blessing! For me, it makes it considerably more digestible. But when I was first making it and saw '3 tbsp of caraway seeds', my first thought...