A spicy hot version of vegetarian mapo tofu served with spicy stir-fried swiss chard. Delicious over a bed of rice.
We’ve been living in this same apartment for coming on two years and I am still not satisfied with the Chinese takeout options in our neighborhood.
I know what you’re thinking.
In New York City?!?! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE. It’s, like, where Chinese takeout was born.
Nothing like a little bit of FLU in the household to set you back on all of your life things. So far Remy is the one and only person who has had it and I am crossing my fingers that it stays that way. She is FINALLY afebrile and so I’m hopeful.
Anyway, so that’s why things have been a little quiet around here. I have such a backlog of recipes to share with you all but first here’s this week’s healthy vegetarian meal plan! We’ve got:
Happy eating!
A simple side dish of roasted carrots that are spiced with rose harissa and tossed with juicy pomegranate seeds just before serving.
Every time I buy an Ottolenghi cookbook, my initial reaction is a feeling of consuming compulsion to cook my way through every page in the dang thing. If you own one, then you know exactly what I’m talking about. If you don’t own one…well, GET THEE TO A BARNES AND NOBLE.
STAT.
He’s now going on seven cookbooks, each with 100+ recipes, so you can guess how well that’s going. I was doing okay with the Plentys until a certain child came along, initially wreaking havoc on my tastebuds while still in utero, and then on my cook/work/life balance once evacuated. Let’s just say that “easy, weeknight, toddler-friendly” recipes are not his forte.
Happy Saturday, friends! Here’s what we’ve got on this week’s meal plan:
Happy eating!
A bright and zingy meyer lemon tart with a surprise layer of chocolate inside!
I’m over here in a sea of chocolate lovers, like YES I’LL TAKE THE LEMON DESSERT PUHHH-LEEAAAZZZEEE.
It’s always causing issues when the.boy and I go out to dinner because we can never decide what dessert to order. He’s all about death-by-chocolate anything and I’m all about anything but that. IDK. It’s genetic, I think. My mom is also a lemon fan and my dad (while he didn’t like lemon), was never into chocolate.
A hearty pot of black-eyed pea stew that is filled with vegetables and topped with a bright and fresh green herb smash.
I went on a bit of a black-eyed pea rampage around the turn of the year. Partly for (good) luck. Partly in a halfhearted attempt to KonMari my pantry, which is not a physical location, mind you, but a conglomerate mess that includes my cabinets, the kitchen floor, our front hall closet, etc.
The end result was us eating black-eyed peas for a week (or two) straight with no discernible improvement in my pantry clutter.
There are worse things.
Welcome to Eats Well With Others, where we take a vegetable-and-cupcake laden approach to life (always with a bit of laughter on the side)!
