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This bright, green and crunchy salad is a take on the classic italian side dish of Peas and Prosciutto. I like this nutritious salad, it makes a very yummy power lunch or a delicious side dish and since I care about what I eat but I don’t want to lose sleep over –the past 100 days have been enough of a snooze disruptor — I’m happy when a recipe this balanced takes less than 15 minutes to throw together.
Pane Casarau is an ancient flat bread from Sardegna, also known as “carta da musica” (sheet music) due to its resemblance to the parchment paper that sacred music was written on. The airy flat layers are simply delicious, salty and crunchy. They are made of flour, yeast, water, and salt. The dough is rolled out thin and baked, then split into two layers which are baked again. The result is a thin, crispy cracker like, bread. This crispy bread is great on its own or served together with a fresh but dry pecorino and thick slices of prosciutto. It’s also delicious when layered in this version of the ultimate family comfort food, my easy and light ragu’ and mozzarella lasagna. Click on the link for my family recipe of a hearty meat ragu’. I make a large pot once every two weeks and then I freeze the meat sauce in batches. You can prepare your lasagna a day ahead and bake it for 3o to 35 minutes on the following day or you can freeze the tray for up to 3 months.
The Life-Changing Magic of Not Giving a F**K is a delicious little gem of a book by Sara Knight and it’s my kind of self-help book. Read what she said to the Guardian:
1 What Other People Think. This one is non-negotiable. All anxiety stems from here.
2 Having a bikini body. The day I stopped caring about how I looked in a bathing suit, it was like a litter of kittens in black leotards had tumbled down from heaven to perform Single Ladies for the sole enjoyment of my thighs and belly.
3 Taylor Swift. Nope.
4 Feigning sincerity. I am the embodiment of “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” I just don’t fake it.
The Life-Changing Magic of Not Giving a F**K is liberating advise for all women stressed out, overbooked, underwhelmed by life. I follow the same philosophy in my kitchen. I keep it simple, if a guest doesn’t like my food it’s their problem not mine and when disaster strikes — say, dinners goes up in flames — I dial in for Sushi.
Here’s one more thought: spend your free time in the sunshine, away from the news and definitely not stressing in the kitchen.
Asparagus is easy enough to prepare. I geek out for asparagus at the farmers market or my local shops, as soon as March and April come around and I choose spears that are brightly colored and have a compact tip. Asparagus mimosa is a simple, fresh and easy way to cook this crisp, sweet spring vegetable. It’s also one of my Easter brunch favored dishes. Asparagus is a very good source of fiber, folate, vitamins A, C, E and K, as well as chromium, a trace mineral that enhances the ability of insulin to transport glucose from the bloodstream into cells. Asparagus is also a brain booster because it’s loaded with vitamin B12, a vitamin with anti-aging property and known to prevent cognitive impairment. Brain power for pretty ladies, now that’s my kind of no brainer brunch and the kind of veggie I love. #RESIST
I have always been a feminist and a geek. I was born that way. I once went on a strike because my Italian high school offered computer science only to boys. I also had a mad-unreturned crush on one of those boys. Since then, I have managed to keep up with technology and marry my adorable and smartypants husband, produce two constantly hungry children and keep up with my career. As a by-product my daily fights have exponentially multiplied.
I wake up at 5:45 am everyday to cook a healthy breakfast and make “delicious” lunch boxes for the kids, even if I am 98% positive they would prefer a bowl of Captain Crunch and chicken fingers for lunch. I drive – perennially late – husband to the train station while simultaneously checking my social accounts and making sure I’m trending, an almost impossible task since Potus and his circus have taken over Twitter.
I sign up for my Soul Cycle class, by the time I hit reserve I already know I will never make it on time, I lose my $35. Oh, yeah, fuck it….Barreclass is where it is at anyway.
I sit down at my computer to write and work, it takes me 20 minutes to close Roblox Studio, my son gaming account, another 45 minutes goes by because I get stuck on a phone call with one of the soccer age coordinators, followed by another phone call by the school math specialist. She calls to kindly explain what common core scores my kids are supposed to get, in order to be accepted in compacted math. I DON’T know what compacted math is but I fake it. I check again to see if I’m trending on twitter or on refinery29. Not yet. #ParisFashionWeek is what’s happening. No luck with that one.
I move on and I concentrate on the recipes for my clients. I need to pee. I sit down with-out looking and I realize – EWW – I have landed on what It feels like a sticky liquid mess. Boys will be boys. I clean. I shower. I go back to work and five minutes later I’m hungry.
The emails pile on. I am told I must attend an exceptionally relevant event in downtown NYC at the latest hip bakery to benefit equality also or mainly because all the food influencers will be present. Somehow I finagle my way in.
I bring my two adorable kids as a beard. They spot 47 kind of Pinterest looking like decorated cakes. They go wild and spend $200 on sweets and they also pile up on Ottolenghi’s clones of yellow cumin mini doughnuts. It’s for a good cause I don’t mind. I notice a cute bunny on the counter, I think it’s a prop. I realize I’m mistaken, it’s not a prop — he has his own blog. I’m told he is getting a book deal. I spot -FUCK- the kids feeding the cumin doughnuts to the blogger-author-bunny. God forbid, author-bunny gets a stomach bug.
I chat with a statuesque/thin/fabulous model, she tells me she loves cooking and eating really fatty food and that her blog has a GINORMOUS following. I look at her beautiful manicured hands, I glance at my dry cuticles and grill mark scars on my arm and for a second I want to cry. I don’t.
I make it back home. I realize I have to warm dinner up because the aupair tells me she is feeling tired and that also she is still not comfortable turning the stove on by herself, because the stove is different from the one she grew up with. She has been with us for 6 months.
I sit at the computer with – AH! – false hope I will finish my menus and recipes. I work for a solid 15 minutes before I become aware of the time.
I’m late to pick up my husband at the train station. I tell the aupair to make sure the peas don’t burn. I shove the kids in the back of our one week old car. It smells good, it’s clean and it’s promising me a long life of service. I get on the road it’s dark as hell. The car on the opposite lane swirls towards me, I manage to move on time but the two driver side mirrors collide and explode. I hit the swear jar one thousand times. Kids think it’s hilarious and start cashing in on the situation. Methuselah blond lady, takes 20 minutes to find insurance papers, yells at me, in my head I think: “go fuck yourself” but I keep politely smiling. We finally exchange numbers. I get to the train station late, husband is agitated and when he sees the exploded mirror he doesn’t respond well.
We get home, the peas are burned. The husband looks down at the carpet and notices mud tracks on the entrance carpet. Silently, with his coat still on, he starts vacuuming with a very loud Dust Buster, the one that, sadly we all know, doesn’t suck anything up, any longer. I make a mental note to hit Costco for a new one.
We have dinner, kids go wild, but they make me laugh. Husband seems to be in a better mood after a good meal. I think about going to a late yoga class – WHO THE FUCK AM I KIDDING – I need to be up till 2 am to finish my work and posting on socials.
I remember to make my daily call to our Senator.
Everyone is now in bed. The house is quiet. I pour a glass of my Home Made Ginger Ale – YUM! – I settle in front of the computer, I check my Instagram one more time , I start working. #RESIST
I love Brussels sprouts and I love hazelnuts. So I blistered them, together, in a very hot oven – 425F. First I coated them with a generous teaspoon of olive oil, then I spread them on a lined tray and I left them to crisp and toast in the oven for 35 minutes. When they came out, all perfectly crunchy and dark brown, I sprinkled them with sea salt. My kids couldn’t stop popping them into their little greedy mouths. By the time we sat for dinner none were left in the bowl. I certainly didn’t mind since Brussels sprouts are the fierce generals of the crucifers. These green tasty veggies command loads of powerful antioxidants and vitamins designed to boost our immune system. I always feel better when I know my defense won’t quit on me and my family. Don’t forget to make your daily call. #RESIST
Happy President weekend, or rather. My family is hitting the slopes and I have no time for prolonged drama in the kitchen or elsewhere. Therefore the Swedish fish poke salad seems the perfect- no muss no fuss dish – to make. It’s crammed with good omega-3 fatty acid, vitamins and lots of proteins – an ideal dish for moms in need of sustaining energy (hello school break). Hear this: it takes less than 15 minutes to assemble. I usually prep all the ingredients ahead of time. I let the kids and husband choose their own ingredients and build their own bowls. This yummy salad is a lesson in democracy and it always taste härlig. True fact! No fake news. So enjoy the time with your loved ones, where ever they might be from. #RESIST
Cut a fatty, very fresh 8 oz salmon fillet lengthwise, working against the grain, into 1/2 inch strips. Then cut the strips crosswise into 1/2 inches pieces. Spread over crunchy, leafy greens or brown rice or cooked noodles. Add the dressing. Whisk in a small bowl one teaspoon of lemon juice, chili flakes, one tablespoon of olive oil, salt and pepper and then add to the salmon. Sprinkle with fun stuff. Toasted sesame seeds, nuts, cubed avocado, dried seaweed, pickled cucumbers or onions, dried cranberries. Finish by adding a generous sprinkle of fresh herbs like dill(very Swedish) or cilantro and sliced spring onions. Njuta.
One peeled and smashed clove of garlic gently cooked – never burned – in two or three tablespoons of good extra virgin olive oil and then chili flakes – as much as your mouth can take. Spaghetti cooked in aboundantly salted water and then drained. Loads of green fresh spinach, a couple of spoons of grated Parmesan and fresh ground pepper all tossed directly in to the cooking pot. Comfort, loads of flavor and an iron clad, no fuss meal. It’s trumpfort food(yes there is an ashtag for that) and good for you. #resist
One small but lovely teaspoon of brown sugar sprinkled over a juicy pink grapefruit then 3 to 4 minutes under a broiler – set to high – make this delicious beauty, one of my favorite ideas for a super fast- no work – breakfast. I occasionally add a dash of cinnamon or cardamom powder for extra zing. Think loads of vitamin C and unlike our government, absolutely no mess in the cabinets. #resist
It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m always on the lookout for delicious recipes to help me make the most of my every indulgence.
My little no-bake pots are crammed with delicious and clever ingredients that are good for your love life and your heart. It’s no secret that chocolate is an aphrodisiac as well as a mood and libido enhancer, and that mega-superfood raw cacao is rich in flavanols and powerful antioxidants that may protect against cardiovascular disease, reduce the risk of stroke and help boost blood circulation.
These raw cocoa no-bake pots are also impossibly tempting with their silken smoothness, impressive richness and depth of flavor and ease of making. And they’re GOOD FOR YOU. I think of them as the energy bullet of desserts—sure to please your loved ones, no matter what color, gender or age they happen to be.
Happy Valentine to all of you lovely ladies!
Prunes, chickpeas and ginger combine their forces in to this crammed with hearty flavors slow cooked pot, a perfect combination for a jolt of much needed energy to help us sustain our daily actions.
Prunes for fiber, chickpeas for nutrient-rich energy, ginger as an antioxidant and a generous amount of fork tender bits of beef; this pot is a darling at my house on wintery Sunday family dinners, when warmth and restoring strength are very much a necessity. Let’s put power back in to the right hands and the force of sustenance in to our family bellies.
Every mother is a working mother. (Take note, Flotus.) This simple veggie concoction turns into lunch in just 15 minutes. That means less time in the kitchen and more time to call our senators and to spread love and kindness to our beautiful families. Eggplant is a major brain food and the pine nuts, besides boosting energy, help suppress appetite by keeping us sated longer. Together these healthy ingredients keep us in tip-top shape. Should a certain Twatzi decide to grade us on a scale from 1 to 10, we’ll score an 11.
Every mother is a working mother. This veggies concoction is lunch in less than 15 minutes. That means less time in the kitchen, more time to call our respective senators and to spread love and kindness to our beautiful families. The eggplant is a major brain food and the pine nuts, besides boosting energy, suppress appetite, helping us staying in tip top shape.
It’s Valentine and I’m always on the look out for delicious recipes to help us make the most of our every indulgence.
My little no- bake pots are crammed with clever ingredients, good for your body and your heart. It’s no secret that chocolate is an aphrodisiac, a mood and libido enhancer and that mega-superfood raw cacao, rich in flavanols and powerful antioxidant may protect us against cardiovascular disease, reduce the risk of stroke, and help us improve our blood circulation.
There you have it, my raw cocoa no-bake pots are silky rich, deep in flavor and they are easy to make and GOOD FOR YOU. I think of them as the energy bullets of desserts – sure to please your loved ones, no matter what color, gender or age they happen to be.
Move over, avocado, the mighty artichoke is
a powerful defender against cancer, high cholesterol, heart disease and stomach troubles.
Since women hold up half of the sky, this sublime artichoke toast is the perfect lunch to sustain our tired bodies while we keep our dailyaction.org going.
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Move over avocado, the mighty artichoke is toast. Packed with antioxidant, the artichoke is a powerful defender against cancer, high cholesterol, heart disease, and stomach troubles. Since women hold up half of the sky, my recipe for this sublime artichoke toast is the perfect lunch to sustain our tired bodies while we keep our daily action going.
A woman’s place is everywhere.
Therefore, we need all the help and stamina we can get to gallop through the day and win our battles. Lentils and Chickpeas are a source of ginormous energy and taste darn good when slow cooked with savory ingredients. I like to combine them with ground lamb, tomatoes, potatoes, cumin and a pinch of smoked paprika for an easy, all-inclusive, one-pot family dish. POW!
A woman’s place is everywhere, therefore we need all the help and stamina we can get to get to gallop through the day and win our battles. Lentils and Chickpeas are a ginormous source of energy and they taste darn good when slow cooked with savory ingredients. I like to combine them with ground lamb, tomatoes, potatoes, cumin and a pinch of smoked paprika for an easy all inclusive one pot family dish.
What do you cook on a snowy day? Polenta. Why? Because you not only want but need the energy and warmth offered by a bowl of soft, creamy, cheesy cornmeal cooked until gooey. Add a glass—wait, make it a bottle—of wine to help with the screaming kids.
I like to serve polenta with a scoop of ragù sauce, slow-cooked ribs, veal stew, or, if you dare, rabbit. But frankly, a simple bowl of polenta mixed with milk and whatever melty cheese you happen to have in your fridge is heaven to me.
Soft, creamy and cheesy polenta; yellow corn flour cooked until gooey. I don’t need to say much more. I like to serve polenta with a scoop of my always family favorite ragù sauce, or slow cooked ribs, veal stew, and even if you dare, rabbit. But frankly, a bowl of polenta mixed with hot fresh milk and what ever melty cheese you have in your fridge it’s heaven to me.
Pound cake derives its name from the original formula from which it was made: one pound of butter, sugar, flour and eggs. Enough to make two loaves. This old-fashioned recipe from my grandma calls for approximately a half pound of each ingredient and yields one loaf. Feel free to double the recipe. Share or freeze one of the loaves or just eat both of them. No judgement!
This banana bread is one of the most delicious I’ve ever had. The recipe is absolutely easy to make and you don’t even need machinery. A couple of old-fashioned large bowls and a wooden spoon will do the trick. It’s also an excellent use for those blackened bananas left forgotten on your counter. I have adapted this recipe from one by Nigella Lawson by cutting down on the sugar and butter for a lighter version. This banana bread is adored by my two kids. (Don’t worry about the alcohol from the bourbon, I use it to soak the raisins and it cooks away, although you can instead substitute orange juice or apple juice if you prefer.)
This banana bread is one of the most delicious I have ever had. The recipe is absolutely easy to make and you don’t even need machinery. A couple of old-fashioned large bowls and a wooden spoon will do the trick. It’s also an excellent reason to make good use all those blackened bananas forgotten on the counter. I have adapted the recipe from a Nigella version, and I cut the sugar and butter quantities for a lighter version. This banana bread is adored by my two kids; don’t worry about the alcohol from the bourbon. I use it to soak the raisins and it cooks away. You can also substitute the bourbon with orange juice or apple juice.