food-related

countdown to summer is on

We use fruit as our seasonal markers here. The day the cold went away, the pleas for watermelon began. Adding it to the shopping list (in April!!!) is a bit overzealous, but all this means is that her had has switched to summer mode. Two more months to go until we are on summer break…

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almost a normal sunday

If we ignore the fact that the time change seems to have stolen our entire day, all is well. The sick seems to have finally been escorted out and I am trying to remind myself that this rain and grey is a much-needed respite for the green things outside. Simmering soup. Enjoying the sound of […]

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mistakes

Things in the kitchen aren’t always pretty. Mistakes happen. In the grand scheme of things a pan of burnt granola is not the end of the world. Is it food waste? OMG, yes! Was it preventable? OMG, yes! Am I going to make another batch of granola? Ummm, yeah. Kicking myself for the pricey pistachios […]

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happy friday

My day got off to a great start and I am looking forward to the sun and warmth that has been tentatively promised by the weathermen. I’ll spend a decent amount of time in the kitchen this weekend, so be sure to follow along on Instagram (@thereal_aneelee) and Twitter (@aneelee) if you want a sneak […]

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Go Vote!

There is way too much on the ballot this year to stay home! Austinites, go claim your stake in our local, state, and federal representation. It’ll be too late tomorrow and way too late in a year when all the effects of this representation start to take shape. Note sure what you’re voting for? There are […]

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grocery shopping with instacart

The following post was put together with the support of Whole Foods. Cooking an average of 15-20 meals a week depletes the cupboards pretty darned fast, so grocery-shopping is a non-negotiable part of my (and every home cook’s) life. My bi-weekly CSA share, farmers’ market shopping, and food swapping has shortened my grocery store lists […]

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tiny moments

Sometimes, this is all it takes to send my memory wandering back to my mom’s kitchen. Her flour was stored in the smallest of the Tuppeware set and was only brought out on occasional Sundays when we needed to bread our milanesas. Laundry, football, chores, and working together in the kitchen are what the muddy […]

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