Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Year in Review: 2015 Book List

What a year! For readers who don’t know, every year I keep track of what I read in a document, along with the dates I read the book, and write a review when I’m finished. I don’t publish those reviews. They’re raw and full of spoilers. But I do publish the list of books that I’ve read. (My book reviews this year totaled 22 pages and 10,738 words, so I’ve basically written a novelette you’ll never see.) I’ve divided the books I read up into fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and unfinished. (Note that just because a book is on this list does not mean I recommend it. For that, go to the top 10 list or just ask me because there were a few I enjoyed that just didn’t quite make the list.)


Aftermath ~ Chuck Wendig
A Sudden Light ~ Garth Stein
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court ~ Mark Twain
Elantris - Brandon Sanderson
The Enchantress of Florence ~ Salman Rushdie
Everything I Never Told You ~ Celeste Ng
The Giver Quartet ~ Lois Lowry
   The Giver
   Gathering Blue
Golden Son ~ Pierce Brown
The Goldfinch ~ Donna Tartt
The Gospel According to Pontius Pilate ~ James R. Mills
Heir to the Jedi ~ Kevin Hearne
Hyperion Cantos ~ Dan Simmons
   The Fall of Hyperion
In the Shadow of the Cypress ~ Thomas Steinbeck
The Last of the Mohicans ~ James Fenimore Cooper
The Martian ~ Andy Weir
Mistborn Trilogy ~ Brandon Sanderson
   The Well of Ascension
   The Hero of Ages
The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes, Volume 3 (I read A Study in Scarlet, The Sign of Four, The Valley of Fear) ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, edited by Leslie Klinger
Ocean at the End of the Lane ~ Neil Gaiman
The Picture of Dorian Gray ~ Oscar Wilde
The Red Pony ~ John Steinbeck
The Revenant ~ Michael Punke
Sabriel ~ Garth Nix
Station Eleven ~ Emily St. John Mandel
Warbreaker ~ Brandon Sanderson
Wheel of Time series ~ Robert Jordan
   The Eye of the World
   The Great Hunt
   The Dragon Reborn
The World of Ice and Fire ~ George R. R. Martin


De Profundis ~ Oscar Wilde
The Disaster Artist ~ Greg Sestero and Tom Bissell
The Heart of Christianity ~ Marcus Borg
On Writing ~ Stephen King
Outliers ~ Malcolm Gladwell
The Republic of Imagination ~ Azar Nafisi
The Tipping Point ~ Malcolm Gladwell
Things I’ve Been Silent About ~ Azar Nafisi
Unbroken ~ Laura Hillenbrand


The Glance: Songs of Soul-Meeting ~ Rumi


This was the year I realized that if I don’t like a book, I don’t have to keep reading it. Simple yet revolutionary. So these are the three I didn’t finish and why:

The Night Circus ~ Erin Morgenstern
   Everyone raves about The Night Circus, but I just didn’t enjoy the writing style.

Steelheart ~ Brandon Sanderson
   I found I don’t really care for superhero novels.

Watchmen ~ Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons
   I found I don’t really care for graphic novels.

The Top 10 List

Making a top 10 list this year was rough. There were too many good ones. So I decided to make a runner-up list, over which I sighed and moaned. There were seriously lots of awesome books this year, and some didn't even make either list! So know that the books on the runner-up list are just as good as those on the top 10 list.

Top 10 (in no particular order)

1. Elantris - Brandon Sanderson
2. Golden Son ~ Pierce Brown
3. The Heart of Christianity ~ Marcus Borg
4. Hyperion ~ Dan Simmons
5. The Martian ~ Andy Weir
6. On Writing ~ Stephen King
7. The Picture of Dorian Gray ~ Oscar Wilde
8. The Revenant ~ Michael Punke
9. Station Eleven ~ Emily St. John Mandel
10. Unbroken ~ Laura Hillenbrand

Here's Why I Recommend Them

1. I made one rule to make things slightly easier: I could only pick one Brandon Sanderson book for the top 10 list. I picked Elantris because I read it about two weeks after someone close to me had passed away, and the commentary on death and separation from people you love in Elantris really struck me. It’s amazing how sometimes you read a book at exactly the right time in your life; almost as if you were meant to read that book then. Elantris was that book for me. Thinking about it now, eight months later, still dredges up all the feelings I felt at that time: loss and yet a sense of peace. Elantris helped me grieve and say goodbye.

2. Enthusiasm doesn’t even come close to how I feel about Golden Son (and Red Rising). Obsessed is a better word that still falls short. If you haven’t read those books, seriously stop reading this and go read them immediately.

3. I’m aware that many of you reading this list won’t identify as Christians, and this book on my list is not a covert attempt to convert you. Rather, it’s a book that made a huge impact on my spiritual life this past year, and changed the way I view Christianity. I think anyone remotely interested in God should read it. And I think it should be assigned reading for anyone who calls themselves a Christian.

4. Hyperion was another one of those books that captured my imagination. It’s written in the style of Chaucer’s The Canterbury Tales, and somehow each tale is better than the last. The first tale was my favorite. Then the second one was. And on and on! I loved it mainly because when I was first introduced to the characters, I made judgments about them that were kind of right, but also kind of wrong. Each person ended up being so complex and nuanced – kind of like a real person is. It reminded me you should look deeper than a first impression; there’s always something more to a person that will probably surprise you.

5. I've been shoving The Martian into friends’ faces for months now. I can’t remember the last time I laughed aloud at a book so many times, yet also cried and then stopped to think. Read it.

6. My dad has been recommending On Writing to me for several years, but I’ve never read anything else by Stephen King, so I never picked it up. I finally asked for it for Christmas last year as a good excuse to read it, and absolutely loved it how King told his story and worked in insights about writing. It would be interesting for anyone but was particularly useful to me as a writer. When I sat down to compose this blog post, I started thinking about how his suggestions have seeped into the ways I think about writing and changed them for the better.

7. Oscar Wilde is a literary genius, and I’m only sad this was the only novel he wrote. It was brilliant and elegantly written. I soaked it up and used it as an excuse to think about life.

8. Intending to see the movie, I read The Revenant this month. What surprised me was how much I enjoyed the novel. I expected it would be good, but didn’t expect it to be top-10-list-good, yet here it is! It was well-written and fast-paced in the best way, and the ending surprised me. I think I’ll have to pretend the movie isn’t based on the book because even though I like the director and cast, I don't know how any movie could do this book justice.

9. Station Eleven was another book I expected to like, but didn’t necessarily expect to love until I'd read it and realized it was another one of those that was going to stay in my heart. Some of the sentences made me stop because I just had to revel in how beautiful and thought-provoking they were. The book was scary, poignant, exciting, and everything in between.

10. Unbroken made me cry and cry and cry. I’m five years late, so I hope you’ve read this book, but if you haven’t, go now to the library. The story told was an incredible exploration of the human heart and forgiveness, and it will stay with me for a long time.

Runners-Up (Because You Can't Have 15 On A Top 10 List)

1. Everything I Never Told You ~ Celeste Ng
2. Mistborn Trilogy ~ Brandon Sanderson
3. Ocean at the End of the Lane ~ Neil Gaiman
4. The Republic of Imagination ~ Azar Nafisi
5. Warbreaker ~ Brandon Sanderson 

Why I Love These Books Too 

1. I read this book in one afternoon. It was that good. It’s Ng’s debut, and I loved her writing style and how she weaved this story together. It was an insightful look at family, race, and the stories we tell ourselves. It was a privilege to be able to interview Ng this year as well.

2. The Mistborn trilogy is a must-read for any fantasy fan. I fell in love with the characters and how they grew and changed over the course of three books.

3. Gaiman addressed adulthood in this book, and it really made me think. It was thoughtful, dark, and hopeful all at the same time. You can read it in an afternoon. Go do it.

4. Nafisi’s first book made my top list in 2013, and I loved this one for the same reason: for its exploration of difficult topics through literature. Nafisi always reminds me why fiction is so important, and why it means so much to me personally. I also had the privilege to interview her this year.

5. It’s another Brandon Sanderson! Sanderson has an ability to write characters and worlds that I connect to, intensely. I’m excited to read more of his work in 2016.

In Conclusion (A Request)

The first part of 2016 will be taken up with the Wheel of Time series (I’m midway into Book 4 as I write this) but as always I’d love your recommendations of the books you loved this year! You can also check out my lists from prior years: 2012, 2013, and 2014

Friday, June 12, 2015

Seeing the World Through Surrender

“‘You are from Florence,’ he said, ‘so you know of the majesty of that highest of sovereigns, the individual human self, and of the cravings it seeks to assuage, for beauty, for value – and for love.’” – Salman Rushdie, The Enchantress of Florence, page 17.

Swept away by the effortless allure of Rushdie’s writing, I read this sentence and thought, ah, Florence, maybe I would instantly love you, maybe in you I would find my soul city.

Modern travelers, at least Americans, seem to fall into this tendency of romantic wanderlust – we go to a place and we love it and it’s magical and perfect and colorful and we could live there forever and even, sometimes, oh, it’s so much better than America.

I thought I would go to India and I too would fall head over heels. I didn’t. India was dirty and smelly and crowded. It was also beautiful, colorful, and full of life. To this day, it captures my imagination and I still find myself drawn to fiction and music about and from India. Yet I’d held an ideal in my head, and I was confronted with the wrongness of that shining stereotype.

Yet reading about the mysterious man from Florence, I realized that romanticism still lurked in me. Were I to travel to Florence, it would not all be like that one lush pin on my “our planet” Pinterest board, a majestic city saturated with history. There would be dirt, prejudices, insecurities, mistakes, unwashed people disdainful of my unwashed presence. Just like any other city. There would be beauty, also like any other city.

But I can’t decide what form the beauty will take before I arrive, and that’s what romanticism does too often.

That’s the problem with social media traveling. We go to take a good shot. We want to gush on Twitter about what a perfect time we had, how grand were the landmarks, how intimately thrilling the side street market we discovered, like Columbus "discovering" America. We fell in love, and we’ll tell the world.

Not everyone is like this, of course. Many photos also capture misery and reality, the illogical smile of a scrawny three-year-old girl. There’s still truth to be found. Yet romanticism can cloud the truth of what we feel when faced with other cultures. We mask it with a smile and a quick four letter word.

So here’s some truth. I didn’t like the Taj Mahal. Sick to my stomach and sick of the stares of Indian men, I entered the dark mausoleum and realized a photograph can hide so much. I was at one of the wonders of the world and I was unimpressed. Does that make me grumpy and sick, even ungrateful? Yes, it does. But when I think of India, the Taj Mahal is not the wonder I remember.

I remember a small hotel room in Varanasi, one that was dark and not all that nice. I’d hardly been able to eat anything at dinner, a malady I’d combatted for the first few weeks of my trip, and, sick and frustrated, I went to that room and finally took one of the anti-nausea medications I’d been prescribed and avoided. Half an hour later, I threw it up and fell into my bed, exhausted but not broken, for I was finally starting to realize the truth of what I’d paid empty, false homage to for a few weeks: I needed to let go and give my suffering to God as an offering of humility and surrender. I’d been saying those words cheerfully to the other members of my group but never meant them. That night, after weeks of falsely waving the white flag, I finally affirmed them in truth, and I surrendered.

It was one of the most powerfully spiritual moments I’ve ever known, and it came not on a sweeping vista but in a small dark room where I lay on an uncomfortable bed feeling the pain of my hunger and the weakness of my soul.

The next morning, I ate, and continued to eat for the rest of my trip.

So should we stop travelling, stop falling in love, stop imagining with that wild romanticism? No. Yet sincerity should be the true quest – about what we see, about our feelings, about who we are and how we experience another culture. We need to be able to sit with the pain in dark hotel rooms. We need to recognize our very small place in a corner of the universe. We need to be honest.

Someday I hope to return to India, and to travel more, but to do so with open eyes of surrender and honesty.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

2015 Food Journey + Hot Pink Smoothie

Happy 2015…nearly three months late!

I know I haven’t posted since last December. I don’t want to abandon Sputnik Prose, but won’t be devoting as much energy to it as some of the other works I’m writing. In addition to writing for ThriveWire, which I love, I felt that I needed to choose spending time on this blog or focus on my writing projects, and I’ve chosen the latter. Although I won’t be blogging as much, I would like to occasionally to let any readers (hi, Mom) know what I’m pondering and cooking. Find more of my writing at ThriveWire.

However, I did want to blog about food and then share a recipe with you all.

Aaron and I recently decided to make a few changes to our eating habits. Our philosophy is that food should be healthy and fun. Since high school, I’ve believed in natural foods and eating as few processed foods as possible (fake sweeteners are something thing I utterly loathe, as well as soda). However, I don’t believe in the philosophy behind diets, and I hate the idea of counting calories or trying to attain a certain weight.

We only have one life, and I want to enjoy the food I eat, not torture myself. Yet food also has a huge impact on our bodies and the way we feel. I didn’t feel great over the holidays. I ate whatever I wanted, but didn’t exercise. I gained not a lot of weight, but enough to make me feel sluggish and out of shape.

Aaron was also concerned about our sugar intake. I, of course, disagreed. Anyone who knows me in person could tell you I have a huge sweet tooth. Yet in the spirit of continuing the conversation with Aaron, I agreed to read one of the articles that had influenced his decision. I fully expected to disagree. However, after reading this article quite critically, I found myself unexpectedly changing my mind.

The article is worth a read even if you’re not interested. I definitely wasn’t interested. It can be found here.

We both agreed that we wouldn’t eliminate sugar entirely. If I am in the vicinity of some Richardson’s ice cream, I will joyfully eat some Richardson’s ice cream. But we’ve stopped buying things like fruit juice (even unsweetened, because without the fiber found in a piece of fruit, your body cannot absorb natural sugars from fruits as well – read about it here, here, or here) and I’ve been replacing sugar with honey in our baked goods. Honey still has plenty of sugar, but it has less glucose and fructose and more complex sugars. We do eat fruit, but we avoid processed sugar and fruit juice when possible.

Step two was to eat more veggie based meals and sides. I’ve started making less fish or meat than I used to, and adding a vegetable side. I’ve also experimented with veggie-based meals.

Those two goals, combined with yoga for me, and gym time for Aaron, has made my body feel so much better. I joined a yoga studio, and that has been such a positive experience.

I’ve also switched from grains to protein at breakfast. I used to start my day with cereal, but recently found my body craving protein in the morning. One day I tried eating an apple with peanut butter and fell in love. My body loves that burst of protein, and the meal fills me for far longer (like, two hours longer) than a bowl of cereal ever did. Now that I work from home, I also have more time to make a healthy lunch, and while I usually reheat leftovers, a smoothie with yogurt also hits the spot some days. I made the following smoothie to use up some vegetables in my fridge and unexpectedly fell in love.

Be prepared: it’s made with beets. I didn’t like beets, but bought them to use in a vegetable soup, which I thought was okay and Aaron loathed. Then I had a lot of beets left, so I figured that surrounded by fruit, they couldn’t be too terrible.

However, I loved that smoothie. I loved it so much that I’ve made it three times. I actually may continue to buy beets.

Hot Pink Smoothie


1 small beet, chopped
¼ cup plain Greek yogurt
½ cup unsweetened applesauce
¾ cup frozen berries
¼ cup water
½ cup chopped kale


1. Add the beet, yogurt, and applesauce to a blender first to make sure the beets are blended.

2. Add the frozen berries and water and blend.

3. Lastly, add in the kale and blend until you reach your desired consistency. I like super chunky smoothies, but I know many people prefer smoother smoothies.

Serves 1.

Hopefully you enjoy the smoothie, beets and all!

Note: For the sake of clarity, I wanted to state that I don't view vegan or vegetarian eating as diets; I see them as lifestyles. To me, a diet is something define by what you cannot eat. My vegan and vegetarian friends, rather, celebrate what they can eat. I don't believe in placing on emphasis on what you can't eat, but what you can eat.

Monday, December 22, 2014

Year in Review: 2014 Book List

For the third year in a row, I bring you my book list of the past year!

Each year I record the approximate dates that I read a particular book, and then record my opinions on the book. I won’t share all those with you, as this year’s document was 17 pages and 9,690 words long (I think I've found the right profession).

This is the first full list that took place entirely on the East Coast. Here it is.


Americanah ~ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
The Book Thief ~ Markus Zusak
By The River Piedra I Sat Down & Wept ~ Paulo Coelho
California ~ Edan Lepucki
Cloud Atlas ~ David Mitchell
Down to a Soundless Sea ~ Thomas Steinbeck
Farewell to Arms ~ Ernest Hemingway
Half of a Yellow Sun ~ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Hand of Thrawn Trilogy ~ Timothy Zahn
The Hound of the Baskervilles ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
In Thunder Forged ~ Ari Marmell
Longbourn ~ Jo Baker
Monstrous Regiment ~ Terry Pratchett
Mr. Midshipman Hornblower ~ C. S. Forester
The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes, Volume 1 (The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes) ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Edited by Leslie Klinger
The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes, Volume 2 (The Return of Sherlock Holmes, His Last Bow, The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes) ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Edited by Leslie Klinger
Offcomer ~ Jo Baker
The Perks of Being a Wallflower ~ Stephen Chbosky
The Princess and the Queen ~ George R.R. Martin
Red Rising ~ Pierce Brown
Seize the Day ~ Saul Bellow
Shadows of the Empire ~ Steve Perry
The Thing Around Your Neck ~ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Tortilla Flat ~ John Steinbeck
Two From Galilee ~ Marjorie Holmes
A Walk to Remember ~ Nicholas Sparks


Blink ~ Malcolm Gladwell
Daily Rituals ~ Mason Currey
David and Goliath ~ Malcolm Gladwell
Flash Boys ~ Michael Lewis
The Glass Castle ~ Jeannette Walls
How to Fight Presidents ~ Daniel O’Brien
Lawrence in Arabia ~ Scott Anderson


The Hobbit ~ J. R. R. Tolkien
Purple Hibiscus ~ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Red Rising ~ Pierce Brown (yes, twice in one year)

Here is my Top Ten List:

1. Red Rising
2. Daily Rituals
3. California
4. Americanah
5. By the River Piedra I Sat Down & Wept
6. David & Goliath
7. Lawrence in Arabia
8. Down to a Soundless Sea
9. The Hound of the Baskervilles
10. Two from Galilee

While writing this article, I realized that I justified my dislike of the three books mentioned below, but did not explain why I enjoyed the above ten books. That seemed rather lopsided to me, so I decided for the first time to give readers a brief reason to read the ten books I've recommended above.

1. Everyone needs to read Red Rising. Read it, people! It’s my favorite book of the year. I wrote about it here and here and here.

2. Daily Rituals impacted me in a way I did not expect. It’s a book about the habits of famous creative people, and since I've begun to work from home, I find myself continually mulling over my own daily rituals and how effective they are, or aren't.

3. California was another one of my favorite fiction novels of the year. People complain that modern writers don’t write as well as writers in the past, but they've clearly never read Edan Lepucki. I think she’s a brilliant writer and I can’t wait to read the next book she writes.

4. Americanah…it launched an obsession with Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Her writing is flawless and astounding. Americanah opened the door on a whole new world for me.

5. Reading By The River Piedra I Sat Down & Wept was a spiritual experience for me. Yet I need not say more here; I blogged about it several months ago.

6. Malcolm Gladwell’s writing continues to astonish me, and David & Goliath was the perfect read for where I was on my journey when I read it.

7. This was the year of nonfiction for me. I love stories and rarely read nonfiction, yet this year I read seven nonfiction books! Lawrence in Arabia was one of my favorites. It launched a mini obsession with Lawrence – Aaron can tell you that I often inadvertently interrupted his studies to start dialoguing about who Lawrence really could have been. The obsession culminated in the viewing and dissection of David Lean’s 1962 movie, which won the Academy Award for Best Picture. I’d seen this movie when I was about 14, and while I was watching it, felt like it would be my all-time favorite movie. Yet I hated the ending, and essentially vowed never to watch it again. After I read the book, though, I realized that I had gained enough perspective on Lawrence’s life to possibly appreciate the film. So I watched it, and enjoyed it, and redeemed my 14-year-old self.

8. I was surprised by how precise and lovely Thomas Steinbeck’s writing was. I would almost venture to say he’s a better writer than my beloved John Steinbeck.

9. I couldn't not include a Sherlock story on this list! Aaron and I discovered the BBC series this fall, and that launched a serious literary obsession with Sherlock. I’m three novels short of completing the entire canon. What happened.

10. My grandma recommended this book to me, and I loved the new perspective it gave to the well-known Christmas story.

I've stated this before, but I try to appreciate every book I read. Having said that, there were three that I didn't enjoy this year:

1. The Casual Vacancy by J. K. Rowling. I felt like Rowling was trying to be as shocking as possible, and while I can appreciate miserable lives and swear words in certain works, they were entirely pointless in Rowling’s disappointing novel. I had to stop this book midway or it would have ruined the Harry Potter series for me.

2. The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I felt like the story had so much potential, but didn't pay off in the end. I expect a character like Charlie to experience some growth or change in his life, and the ending was truly disappointing.

3. A Walk to Remember. Sparks tells but does not show. I loathed Landon in the book, but he’s a good character in the movie. A sad instance where the movie is far more powerful than the book. 

If you’re interested, follow the links to read 2012 and 2013’s lists.

What should I read in 2015? Share your favorite books with me!

Friday, December 12, 2014

ImmuniTea with Ginger, Lemon & Turmeric

Yes, it’s a horrible pun, and no, I absolutely couldn't resist.

Today I decided to test a concoction that seemed really crazy and potentially disgusting! I had read an article on making tea with fresh ginger and lemon, and wanted to try it. In college, a friend tipped me off to the idea that hot water, lemon, and honey is better than tea for sore throats when you’re sick because it coats the throat. (I’m not sure how that helps, but I can attest that it does!) After that initial cup of hot honey lemon water (not hot ham water), it’s fine to drink all the tea in the world.

I've started to cook more with ginger lately, and decided to add it to a tea brew. So I cut about a half inch cube of fresh ginger, peeled it, and put it in a mug with half of a lemon’s juice. On a whim, I decided to add turmeric, which is also great for your immune system and just a dash of cayenne pepper to add an extra punch and ensure the turmeric wasn't too strong. 

To my surprise, I found the drink was pretty tasty. I hadn’t intended to blog about it, but one taste and I changed my mind.

What we drink says a lot about us. I post this recipe with the knowledge that some will think I’m a health quack, so don’t worry, I love ice cream and chocolate as much as you do (and probably more). I’ve also been on a journey of learning how to cook and making sure my husband and I eat healthy, balanced meals. We’re not vegetarian, vegan, or paleo, although I do eat recipes from those diets and enjoy them.

We consume more tea than any other drink, probably even more than water! I usually drink a cup of English or Irish breakfast tea to start out the day. I don’t make coffee at home, but love drinking it in coffee shops.

I’ve noticed that many people define their identity by what they drink. It could be coffee, tea, kombucha, bone broth, water, cold-pressed juice, or green veggie smoothies. How often do we drink something because we’re aware that the world is looking at us – or we think they’re looking at us, when really they could care less? We often drink a certain type of drink to associate with a particular kind of lifestyle. I’m not immune to this. I enjoy reading vegetarian/vegan yoga-loving blogs. I’m drawn to that type of lifestyle, and find inspiration for the (mainly) vegetarian lunches I’ve been eating.

Yet we need to make sure we’re not missing out on hot chocolate just because we want everyone to see us drinking ginger and lemon tea. How often do we stop to truly enjoy what we’re drinking?

Now that the air is cold and the days are busy, I’m going to make an extra effort to appreciate what I put into my body – not for the sake of a particular diet or lifestyle, but for the sake of pure enjoyment. And if ginger and lemon are your thing, here’s the recipe! (Or tell me I’m crazy and go drink hot chocolate.)

ImmuniTea with Ginger, Lemon & Turmeric


1 cup boiling water
½ inch cube of fresh ginger
Juice of ½ a lemon
1/8 teaspoon turmeric
Dash of cayenne pepper


1. Boil the water on the stove. While it’s boiling, peel the ginger and place it in a mug with the squeezed lemon juice.

2. Pour the water into the mug, and add your spices.

3. Sit and read a book or watch rain/snow falling with your immunitea.

This recipe serves one. Enjoy!

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Thanksgiving Eve Journal

Just like a little kid, my life revolved around the promise of snow today. Homebound, but fueled by English Breakfast Tea and Espresso Hot Chocolate, I documented the small details of the weather, as the disappointing rain transitioned into lovely snow. Here’s my photo journal of what happened today. I hope you enjoy it!

I woke up this morning to dreary rain. I had an interview to conduct in a few hours, so I made a mug of tea and ate apple slices dipped in peanut butter for breakfast. It was the first time I’d done that and it was delicious! I really should have taken a picture, but I was much too grumpy about the rain and it was super dark in the Hobbit Hole.

Later in the morning, I noticed that the water on our table out back had started to freeze.

It was still raining, but I decided to go outside to find the beauty in the rain instead of just complaining about it. 

It was clearly not snowing, but the rain made everything look pretty.

As we cycle through the seasons again, I know I'm going to enjoy realizing how different each season is from the one we experienced the year before. I had no idea each winter or fall was so distinct and unique growing up in California! I don't mean the colors of the leaves, or the snow. I mean how one year a tree turns bright red in the fall, and the next year, its leaves are more of a deep burgundy. Last year all the plants had died by the time it snowed, but this year there's still quite a bit of green left. 

Leftover lentil and tempeh lettuce wraps were consumed for lunch...I purposely planned extra healthy recipes for Aaron and I early this week because I know we'll eat a lot over Thanksgiving! It was only the second time I've made tempeh. The first time was an epic failure, but these lettuce wraps were delicious. Aaron loved them too!

Early in the afternoon, it actually started snowing! Giddy, I ran outside and took some more pictures.

We spent the rest of the afternoon indoors. Aaron has plenty of studying to do and I had a few more things to edit, ideas to research, and emails to send. I took a break to do about twenty minutes of yoga.

Since it's been cold, Hobbes has enjoyed sleeping in my lap in the afternoons, as long as I have a fuzzy blanket. During the summer and fall, most afternoons found her in the bed in the windowsill, but now that it's winter, she quickly discovered that my lap is far warmer than the window.

Since snowy days are great days for music, here's the song I've been obsessed with lately. It's We Will Become Silhouettes, originally by the Postal Service, covered by The Shins. 

As it gets dark, I'm excited for tomorrow, and grateful for days when I can work from home, cat on my lap, husband nearby.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Tofu Rice Bowl

Even if you've never consumed tofu you probably have some opinions about it.

Mine was that chunks of tofu masquerading as meat sounded disgusting.

When I was growing up, we didn't eat much red meat. We weren't quite vegetarians – we ate chicken and fish – yet soy milk and ice cream sandwiches made from tofu (Cuties) were common sights in our refrigerator. We didn't eat much tofu for dinner, however.

In my quest for a healthier diet, I decided to experiment with tofu. I bought Trader Joe’s organic tofu, which is pretty soft and kept in water. Today, I created a recipe that I found surprisingly tasty. I read a comment somewhere that if an eater was wary about eating chunks of tofu, they should utilize tofu as texture in a dish, so that was my inspiration for this rice bowl.

You can cook the rice however you usually cook it. My recipe calls for vegetable broth because I made rice a few nights ago with vegetable broth for a specific dish, and it reminded me of rice I ate in India. I was itching for an opportunity to cook rice that way again! If you don’t want to use vegetable broth or don’t have any on hand, simply omit step 1 and cook rice as normal.

The Trader Joe’s tofu comes in a 19 oz. package. I didn't have a way to measure exactly how much I used, so I've approximated the amount here. 

Tofu Rice Bowl


For the rice

1 cup rice
2 cups vegetable broth
½ Tbsp. canola oil

For the tofu

½ Tbsp. olive oil
½ tsp. red curry paste
1 clove garlic, minced
1 tsp. fresh minced ginger
6 oz. tofu (approximately)
Crushed red pepper flakes to taste
Quick drizzle of soy sauce


1. Fry the rice in the canola oil for a minute or two, and then add in the vegetable broth. Bring to a boil, cover, and lower the heat to simmer until the rice is done, about twenty minutes.

2. Cut off a 6 oz. piece of tofu, and chop it into little pieces. Place them into the frying pan with the olive oil.

3. Cook the tofu over medium heat, and add in the red curry paste, garlic, ginger, crushed red pepper flakes, and a drizzle of soy sauce. Cook until most of the liquid has been absorbed, about five minutes.

4. Scoop rice into a bowl, and serve the tofu over the rice.

Serves 1-2.

I made this for lunch on my own today, and have just enough for leftovers during lunch tomorrow.

The tofu really breaks up in this recipe; it’s not meant to remain in chunks, as you can see in the pictures. It reminded me more of the eggs in egg fried rice. The softer consistency ensured that I wasn't tasting chunks of tofu, but I had sneakily added protein into my rice bowl for a healthier lunch.

The meal was tasty! I’m looking forward to experimenting with all the leftover tofu. I think it would be great in egg fried rice and in certain soups! If anyone has tips on how to cook really yummy tofu, please leave me a comment below. I’d love to hear your suggestions!