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Krave Jerky: A Review to Celebrate National Jerky Day

Did you know that was a thing? I didn’t, but I’m so glad I’ve found a day to celebrate the deliciousness of dried meat. You might think I’m being sarcastic, but seriously, I love jerky… and pepperoni and salami and prosciutto and..and… if it was once alive and is now dead and cured with spices and salt, I’m in. Ok, that was graphic. I’m sorry. (No I’m not.) So yes, I love dried and cured meats, and when the chance to review Krave Jerky for my blog came along, I jumped at the chance.  I first checked in with them to see if it was gluten free, since the majority of jerkys use some sort of soy sauce in their marinades and that’a  no-go for this girl.  It is! And it’s so much more. And by more, I mean less. Less sodium. Less hormones. Less of the crap. KRAVE Jerky facts from the makers themselves: • KRAVE Jerky does not contain any nitrates, hormones, MSG or artificial flavors & is Gluten Free. • KRAVE Jerky is 97% fat free; lower in sodium …

Mushroom, Goat Cheese & Arugula Pizza with Cheesy {Gluten Free} Crust

About 9 months ago, I thought I had come close to perfecting the art of gluten free pizza.  It was definitely a strong start, and the recipe, with minimal modification, has been my go-to since originally constructing it.  I knew even at the time it might need some modification, and it’s still one to keep in the repertoire, but I’m here to tell you – I’ve created something even better! The roommate and I were having our Fantasy Baseball draft last night and the occasion called for pizza and beer. (Ok, I try to argue that most any day calls for pizza and beer.)  Feeling the need to switch it up, I decided not only was I going to try to make a lighter, healthier pizza for myself, but I was going to try to continue my quest to the perfect crust with a new experiment. Pizza Crust. Bread. They’re in the same family, and the recipes are often very close relatives.  What is the best bread I’ve made? Oh yes, my Against The Grain …

Knitting Fridays

Hi, my name is Whitney and I’m addicted to making stuff.  Food, clothes, crafts… I can’t get enough.  It’s always a little dangerous when I head down a new artistic path, because it generally leads to hoarding supplies and I live in 750 square feet and no walls.  My roommate is very patient and, luckily, thinks most of the stuff I make is fairly neat.  Last night I dove head first into the world of knitting. I thought I’d learned some basics back when I was a kid… whatever I thought I knew, well, I was wrong.  Luckily, there were two of us learning, and two veteran knitters. Obviously, we couldn’t craft without some good food and drink – wine, martinis, pâté, hummus, olives, roasted garlic, cookies, meats, cheeses, crackers – ok, maybe knitting club is a thinly veiled cover for “We like to eat rich food and drink with with friends… let’s add a craft and make it legit!”  You know you’re jealous.You know you have good friends when, the moment you walk in, …

Almond Roca

This is my last recipe post of 2013, and most definitely the last recipe of this variety for a while. By “this variety” I mean anything with butter as the main ingredient.  I made this with my mom and sister when I was home for the holidays and couldn’t wait to try it on my own. So when we landed yesterday, I made it again. We were going to someone’s house, so it was a necessity. I promise. Now, as I sit here I am 1) Sad that there is no more candy left, and 2) Thinking about how tight my pants feel after living for a week where almond roca counted as a balanced ‘breakfast’ The holidays are mean. They chew you up and spit you out 10lbs heavier.  This year was just like any other, and just like every New Year’s Eve before it, this one will come with resolutions to move a little more, eat a little less, and choose water over wine just a *little* more often. But it’s only December 30th. You’ve …

Roasted Tomato and Wild Mushroom Bisque

So much good news to report! First, on November 4th, 2013, my life changed dramatically. I got a VitaMix. This one. Ten days later, I already don’t know how I ever survived without it. I’m bound to become obnoxious singing its praises; I apologize in advance. Second, the folks over at http://www.battr.com extended a very exciting invitation to share some of The Natural Ginger’s recipes on their new site.  Go check them out (and me too while you’re at it!). This soup is there, as are hundreds of beautiful, delicious looking recipes from the very best food bloggers around the net.  I want to eat everything I see. This soup! So good.  I had some tomatoes and, well, I just HAD to make something in the VitaMix (I think she needs a name). I feel like I’m in the infatuation stage of a new, exciting relationship. Every day still doesn’t feel like enough. First things first. Gather all your ingredients. 3 Vine Tomatoes, halved and cored 1/2 Onion, peeled and coarsely chopped 1/2 Cup Wild Mushrooms (Shiitake, Crimini, etc.) Coarsely Chopped 1 …

Pepperoni Pizza

It’s 4:08am in a New York City diner. Tick Tock Diner, if you were wondering. Only I could manage to turn a 4 hour train ride within the same time zone into a ‘red eye’. I’m meeting my wonderful little (and by little, I mean grown man that towers over me) cousin in a couple hours to enjoy an east coast weekend tour of NYC and Boston. What comes to mind when you think of New York? For me, it’s the food. (It’s always about food). Right now I’m lamenting the fact that I can’t go get a couple large pepperoni slices from some guy named Vinny that will tell me how gorgeous I look in my scrubby clothes and glasses at 4:08am. Side Note: This place is playing Billy Joel right now. If you haven’t hung out in a New York City diner, it is exactly what you picture. Stereotypes exist for a reason. I love it. As I was saying… Pizza. I made some last week and I think I finally came up …

Operation: Floating Floor

Where have I been? (I just assume you wonder.) Moving. Moving is the worst. When we took residence at our (now defunct) apartment in September it was supposed to be for years, not months. No sooner had the last shelf been hung, walls painted, and an awesome light dimmer installed (thanks, Dad!) we got the sad news… the building had been sold. In Boston, you never hear of a building being sold and everyone living happily ever after. We were no exception. I definitely won’t miss things like getting visqueened in to the apartment by the construction workers. Seriously. This happened. Ask my mom, she was there. But moving on – literally – it’s 3 days in to life at the new apartment I jumped in with both feet to a crazy project. There were only two negatives to the new apartment: weirdly short bedroom ceiling (glad I’m only 5’2″) and a bizarre floor. Apparently the style was quite a ‘thing’ back in it’s day, used in ballrooms and function halls to be very grand. …