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We all have those friends.

Those friends that always seem to be healthier than you.

You think you’re doing pretty well. You’re working out, practicing yoga to stay flexible, meditating here and there,  and eating relatively well. You’re starting to think about a possible summer goal like starting a new sport or training for a backpacking trip. You’re in a good place. You did help yourself to a bit too much chocolate fudge cake at your friend’s birthday last night even though you swore off gluten and dairy to ‘feel better’…but damn that chocolate cake was sensational.

And then you meet up with a friend for a coffee and all he can talk about is his health kick. Being healthy yourself you contribute by agreeing that coconut water is the new Gatorade (though you still prefer Gatorade) , you too only eat 100% cocoa when feeling you crave chocolate  (yea right) , and yes you can’t live without your daily morning meditation (even though its been a week–or maybe 2 so I guess life has continued without it).

At that point you’re wondering why you didn’t go to a bar so you can see your friend cave into a drink…or maybe three, and watch his will power go.

Oh but wait, your friend tells you he hasn’t been drinking this month and has really taken to juicing instead.

I know we all have those friends.

Ugh. Juicing. He had to bring up juicing.

Juicing is the first world’s coping mechanism. When my mom started juicing she claimed it made her happier and younger. When another girlfriend started juicing after a break up, she said it made her feel so good inside she immediately felt better emotionally. And my favorite one is when my friend announced her beet celery juice would be taking the place of wine as it just made her feel so great.

When I started juicing I raved about my healthy hair and skin…the solution to all of our problems clearly!

Well that’s great. And it’s great how everyone claims to juice. It’s like we all claim to work out daily. We know we are lying to each other with these claims. I mean you may ‘juice’…but when was the last time you actually did it? Or were you in your car and thought how its just as easy to get one made from the local health food store and spare yourself the mess?

So yea. When I was having coffee with this friend and he raved about his juicing, I had two thoughts: ‘I give you one month before you don’t touch the thing for a year’ and ‘I really need to start juicing again’.

Its duality is tricky. We know we should juice, but we don’t. Then when we know people are, we do…only to get tired of it again and revert to energy drinks.

Well I caved in again. My flatmate pulled her juicer out of the back of the cupboard, I bought some carrots and gave myself ten minutes to make an 8 oz juice.

In preparation for this half marathon tomorrow I have been cutting out alcohol, eating protein, and juicing twice a day.

I’m not going to lie, I was that girl at lunch today raving about the benefits of my revived juicing habits. But truth be told, while I am loving my kale, pineapple, cucumber juice in the mornings and evenings I totally just ate a couple of oreos while writing this post. And I am really looking forward to that glass of wine tomorrow night.

So go out there. Run those marathons/climb those mountains/ bike that distance. Eat well. Treat your body like a temple with foods from the natural earth…but don’t forget that everybody gives into their weaknesses of sugar, alcohol, or french fries more regularly than they may tell you.

Today I give you my four favorite juices with no more than four ingredients in each to keep it easy! And yes, I do feel great right now…but I promise I’ll let you know when I fall out of this phase.

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Even more fun to drink them out of wine glasses!

Apr 072013
 
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Hello Everyone!! I know I have been one terrible blogger the last couple of months but with finishing up college, figuring out the next step (yikes), I have also decided to dedicate myself to a new sport I was never that great at…running! I have been rigorously training for a half marathon that I will be running in on 14 April 2013 in Edinburgh, Scotland! The Lumsden Club, the all girl’s charitable society I am a member of at the University of St Andrews, has fourteen members running the race next Sunday and have been hosting fundraisers on campus to raise money for our charities. Please check out our website at: www.lumsdenclub.co.uk.This year The Lumsden Club is running to raise money for the charity Afghan Connection. Afghan Connection funds and supports schools, teachers and sports opportunities, especially in rural areas. With our partners they have built 36 schools across Afghanistan, which currently educate over 40,000 children. You can read more about them at: http://www.afghanconnection.org/

In addition to The Lumsden Club I am running for another cause, Haiti with Love. Haiti with Love was established after the 2010 earthquake nearly destroyed the College Saint Francois d’Assise, an all-girl’s school in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. The classrooms have finally been rebuilt but the lack of technological equipment is still crippling the girls’ education. Your donation will go to directly funding the technology such as new computers for the primary and secondary schools. Please visit: http://www.haitiwithlove.com.

Let me remind you that by educating girls and women globally we are breaking the cycle of poverty, increasing GDP growth, lowering the rate of HIV and AIDS globally, and educating communities for future generations.

For more detailed statistics on the global impact of educating all women check out http://www.girleffect.org/.

After raising funds through the student community, I hope to raise funds online through the month of April and will blog the race for you all to be involved!

Think of it as a flash fundraiser! These causes are dear to my heart. As a girl who has had the immense fortune of decent academics, worldly experiences, and wonderful role models to equal to a well rounded education I only hope to give back the opportunity to the next generation of women.

The next goal will be the Chicago Marathon in October 2013 but let’s bust out this half marathon first!

Please donate as much or as little today and I will inform you via personal email exactly what impact your donation will have.

Donations through PayPal:




Thank you!

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Hopefully this won’t happen!!

Feb 132013
 
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So I am sitting at my desk attempting to write an art history essay watching a wet blanket of snow fall down on this quiet Scottish coastal town. Its all quite exciting as it rarely ever snows in St Andrews but  enjoying it from my frigid room with three sweaters on, a knit cap, blankets wrapped around my legs and ski socks. I am seconds away from breaking out my fingerless gloves but the thought of getting up and out of the mountains of blankets on me brings shivers down my spine.

And so you’re thinking why do I not have the heat on like a civilized human would do in such conditions? Well for one we have a pay as you go system…pretty much we were always late paying our heating bill that the gas company installed a key card…and today…it ran out of money.

Plus when we have heat we only switch it on in the evening as we can justify spending lots of money on drinks but not the basics comfort of a home.

And without gas, we can’t cook. So, starting to feel like a bottomless pit and wishing I could ski, I thought back to a wonderful restaurant I went to back in Aspen, CO that warmed my palette and soul with irresistible treats. Let me day dream back to this amazing meal to hopefully fill me and warm me here in Scotland.

The Meatball Shack

312 South Mill St.

Aspen, Colorado

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Having skiied that morning I felt as though I deserved a very rich meal and was quite in the mood for the whole shabang! I grabbed my Mom from her office as it took no time convincing her to procrastinate to a three course lunch!

Appetizer:

Chilled Tuna Tar-tare with crostini

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Every restaurant in Aspen has this on their menu and the tar-tare fan I am I have to order it and compare it to others…this one definitely makes top three tuna tar-tares in this town.

Entrée:

Veal Parm: 3 veal meatballs, cave aged Fontina, Marsala with exotic mushrooms linguine

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I wanted to drink the sauce and lick my bowl! Now I am not a meatball fan at all…in fact I don’t think I have ever ordered any dish with a meatball…but with rave reviews in mind I dug my fork into the veal ball only to taste the most succulent taste that would have made my knees buckle if I wasn’t already sitting down. While my mom and I shared this dish, I wouldn’t recommend letting anyone near your balls next time!

Oh and the parma ham on the top was a brilliant touch!

Dessert:

Heavenly, mouth-watering fried Oreos with powdered sugar and a sizzling hot cappuccino!

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Sadly all iPhone camera pictures…I will return with a proper camera soon!

Again, I do not have a craving to ever have anything fried and call me crazy but not really the biggest fan of Oreos. Yet again the Meatball Shack seemed to hypnotize me into ordering this dessert special. Thinking I would have only one bite, my mom and I polished them off as they bizarrely suited the rest of the meal. The cookie became soft, the cream melted, and the rich butter from the frying coated my happy happy lips!

Of course this was all complimented with a glass of pinot noir as I strongly believe red wine helps you digest rich foods…maybe that’s just a placebo effect.

Now I just have this food porn in front of me to fill me up till the gas comes back on.

Until next time Meatball Shack! I’ll be dreaming of you!

Other fabulous dishes I am melting over from their website:

Lobster Fra Diavolo with Spaghetti:

Fresh maine lobster, spaghetti, cherry tomatoes in our spicy sauce

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Lobster Balls:

Fresh maine lobster ball, italian caviar, creme fraiche, micro chive, champagne risotto

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Unnamed vegetarian balls I want right now!

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Mini Buffalo Chicken Balls:

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Grilled Watermelon Salad with Burrata:

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Balls in Buns:

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The place:

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And then this is my view now…broke, hungry, cold!

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Feb 122013
 
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The Desiderata of Happiness  by Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself to others, you my become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortune of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for the face of all avidity and disenchantment is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its shams, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.

Strive to be happy.

-Max Ehrmann, 1927

My dear friend Ashley gave me this excerpt before leaving for my final year of university. I read it reguarly and only hope to end my days in this world fulfilled, cheerful, happy.

With that said, this weekend was not about celebrating happiness through lettuce leaves. Longing for friends and family back home but loving the time I was spending with my dear friend and flatmate Jenny, we brought America to us with indoor attempts to s’mores!

Jennifer is English and as much as I enjoyed ‘teaching’ her about the art of s’mores, she only improved it by using milk chocolate with whole hazelnuts and one biscuit to make it an open face s’mores!

So when wanting to be cheerful and childlike again, cheer up with tons and tons of sugar!

Jenny’s S’mores! 

  • Marshmallows
  • Cadbury milk chocolate with hazelnuts
  • Plain digestives biscuits
  • A lot of paper towels
  • A lighter
  • A inflammable pot
  • Sticks/twigs/a fork if its raining like it was here
  • A childlike mentality
  • Calorie free mentality would help too
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Let’s take our tea holder and light that on fire?

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Perrrffffeecccttt!

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Chocolate did get everywhere to take this picture and sacrificed my iPhone screen with sugar to get it right!



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Like she came from heaven!

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My second and final s’mores of the night. I had to ignore the already apparent stomach ache as it’s not like food you can save for later!

Tricks of the trade doing this indoors:

  • Heat the biscuit with the chocolate on top in the oven for two minutes.
  • Roast two marshmallows per s’more as one just isn’t enough.
  • Don’t be discouraged if you aren’t using graham crackers…they only exist in America unless you want to pay like $9 for a box abroad. Get real and take the next best option which I quite enjoyed.
  • Same goes for the Hershey’s chocolate. Besides, Europe’s chocolate is renowned even if it isn’t Swiss.

My desiderata of happiness:

Be hungry for all the sweets of life!

 

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Last weekend it was the ESPN Winter X Games in Aspen, the time Aspen inflates to 75,000 people when the town is maxed out at 50,000. With the chaos of the games and the 25,000 too many, the coordination to see your friends was proving so impossible I just wanted to throw my phone in the snow.
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With childhood friends, visiting friends, friends that live in Aspen, the coordination to see everyone and figure out where everyone was at night just drove me so mad I ditched everyone and grabbed a girlfriend to finagle our way into Aspen’s hottest parties, not caring where anyone else was.
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By Monday I felt guilty for this as I never met up with one of my best guy friends I haven’t seen in two years. But with hour long waits to get into the simplest bars and text messages coming in 20 minutes late, there was no hope. Social survival of the fittest.
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While the X Games on TV look like one big skier block party surrounded by professional athletes and ESPN broadcasters ready to let loose, it has to be the most chaotic time for this mountain time. The bars charge $20 cover fees, the beers go up $5 in price, and there is no hope of getting into anywhere past 10pm as the lines are around the block…yes the events are fun to watch for the ten seconds Bobby Brown is landing his trick or Shaun White is hitting the half-pipe…but I guarantee you’ll be watching it alone as you lose your friends in the crowd.
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The one highlight of the weekend was the free outdoor Calvin Harris concert. While Calvin played at a local music venue the night before for three hours straight (ticket scalping reached $800 a ticket) I was happy to bounce up and down in a huge crowd of people as snow and sweat soaked us. My friends and I managed to make it to the front and climbed on top of guys’ shoulders to show Calvin our appreciation. It felt like a college rave and would have preferred the private venue, but with pennies to my name I had to accept seeing Calvin Harris with 2,000 other people. Oh well…who am I to complain?!
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Nonetheless by the time we got back to my house I was cranky and tired of trying to track down all of my friends.
But while I am shining a disgruntled view of the X Games, the games do attract interesting people besides your typical rowdy frat boys. Two years ago I met this guy on a chairlift who worked for a start-up beverage company called Marley Beverages that is in association with the Marley family and their charities. Taking the Marley name away from the marijuana culture and towards a relaxed happy musical lifestyle, he passed me his card and we ended up skiing together a few times the days following.
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This year Marley Beverages was a much bigger deal in the beverage industry and as a sponsor to the X Games. The company took over the Crystal Palace, one of Aspen’s oldest saloons and ‘dinner and show’ venues from the 1800′s that was closed down a few years ago. Instead of the antique Aspen feel, Marley B. spray painted Rasta colours and decked it out with a sleek open bar,dance floor, valour couches, Marley beverages everywhere and luscious curtains to separate rooms. Dramatic black valour curtains separated the main bar area from the VIP athlete’s lounge; an all white futuristic lounge with hookahs on every table…Probably against the Marley B’s wishes but weed was abundantly offered as I sipped my vodka soda revelling in the sight and chatting to a few professional athletes.
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That night the Jewish reggae and alternative rock musician Matisyahu arrived for a secret concert that lasted till 3 in the morning. As my girlfriend found herself a cute blonde snowboarder to dance with, I enjoyed the concert with a bottle of water as I giggled at the stoners attempting to dance. I can only imagine what this party is going to be like once marijuana is legal.
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By Sunday I was exhausted and done with all telecommunications. About a year ago a good guy friend taught me more about his Jewish faith through many Shabbat dinners. After dancing away to Matisyahu’s ‘Jerusalem’ Judaism came to mind. I remembered the importance of Shabbat is to unplug from technology, spend time to relax with family, and slow the pace way down!
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In memory of Matisyahu, my dear friend, and Bob Marley’s emphasis not to ‘worry about a thing’, I finally slowed down, turned off the phone, went skiing with family, and vowed  never to care about the X Games again. They were fun, but don’t visit Aspen solely for them…ever.
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Besides, I watched all the events from TV anyway…it was a better view…and a hell of a lot warmer.
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Best way to wind down from such a weekend? One of my most favourite meals!
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Colorado Lamb chops with English mint sauce and tossed Caprese salad
with Pinot Noir but of course!
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The English Mint Sauce (a much better alternative to mint jelly):
  • Handful of mint
  • 6 tablespoons of boiling water
  • 6 tablespoons of white wine vinegar
  • 1 tablespoon of caster sugar
  • pinch of salt
  1. Chop the mint leaves
  2. Place all ingredients in a saucer and heat
  3. Change to taste, some prefer more vinegar, others more mint
  4. Heat till ready to serve.
Sooooo easy!
We cooked the lamb on the grill and didn’t marinade it as the sauce was enough flavour.
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Tossed Caprese Salad:
  • Grape tomatoes, halved
  • Small mozzarella balls
  • Basil (mum taught me to chop the basil with kitchen scissors…so much easier!)
  • Balsamic Vinegar
  • Splash of olive oil
  • Salt
  • Pepper
Place in a bowl and toss away! Literally couldn’t be easier.
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Being girls we didn’t want a starch. But if we had I would have gone with wild rice!
Not quite a typical Shabbat dinner…but was celebrating Shabbat in spirit. You get what  I mean.
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Jan 242013
 
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I know. I’m only a year and a half into the the time of your life that’s supposed to be your wildest, spontaneous, developmental years as we launch our careers, watch friends become spouses, and discover our passions. Sounds riveting right? At least I’d like to think so as I graduate university and embark on the next step of my life. But I was relieved to see and hear girls and guys in their early 20′s are just as confused, wide-eyed, and possibly petrified about this age.

Combating my own debacles as a 21 year old I decided to resort to lighter reading than new age philosophy I am trying to power through. I picked up a Cosmopolitan and read it cover to cover while procrastinating those job applications.

Nonetheless I was struck with relief when the title, ‘ The 20 Something Panic’ flooded my vision! Yes! I’m not the only lost 20-something year old out there! While the article addressed the stresses of watching your friends get married or promoted, I could relate to the majority of the article as it addressed increased anxiety levels that we are  not on the right track:

‘It’s the feeling that you’re not  where you’re supposed to be in life, even though your life is pretty great’ …’We establish our identities relative to those around us’.

Very true and a feeling all too common to most of us! The increased anxiety results from our generations’ mass exposure to ideas, cultures, people, influences through social media…the greatest trigger: Facebook for personal lives, Pinterest for material and professional lives.

As I read this article I started to ponder just how often I question my goals, interests, intentions for the next few years as I graduate university and set out into the abyss. Daily I ponder dozens of career options, another dozen cities to move to, and countless personal questions. Then I throw my arms up and start all over…the cycle continues. Today’s current dream job is to be a CNBC analyst…tomorrow I’ll probably contemplate law school.

Anyways, the article also mentioned the hit HBO series ‘Girls’. Girls has to be the quintessential 20-something year old story of girls and guys in Brooklyn a few years out of college just trying to figure it out. The first season’s tagline was ‘Living the Dream One Mistake at a Time’…truth! This season’s: ‘Almost getting it kind of together’. I relate to the latter. A television and cultural phenomena that transcends the attitudes of our generation just making sense of this world.

I regret to say I haven’t started watching the second season yet but I know one cold day when I am feeling hopeless I’ll switch it on and empathize as the characters struggle to make rent, argue with their parents, and try to find themselves through confusing relationships and Brooklyn warehouse parties.

It’s certainly reassuring that our 20 something panic has racked up numerous Golden Globes for HBO. I think we all deserve a cut out of the show’s profit earnings…kind of like social security for the very social but not so secure…

Hey Lena Dunham, call me anytime for content from a put together but not so put together girl.

So how on earth is this pertinent to a salad? Well while we may panic about some parts of our life…at least we can hone in on our healthy youthful bodies and treat it well with the right ingredients so we can eventually get it kind of together.

After a hot yoga class to calm my nerves, my mom and I collaborated to make a hearty but heart healthy salad for dinner!

Get it Together Salad:

  • Spinach
  • Arugula
  • Chopped Red Onion
  • Pomegranate seeds
  • English Cucumber (sweeter and skinnier than normal cucumber. Much preferred)
  • Precooked Beets
  • Chopped Walnuts
  • Herb Goat Cheese
Dressing: Mustard Balsamic
  • Olive Oil
  • Balsamic Vinegar
  • Whole grain Dijon mustard- 1 part mustard two parts vinegar
  • Salt
  • Pepper
Prepare to your own taste.

Jan 092013
 
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If I had a dime for every time someone said to me, ‘I wasn’t aware people actually grew up in Aspen, Colorado’ I would probably be as well off as that person saying it as he only visits during Aspen’s most pretentious times such as New Years or the Food and Wine Festival in the summer.

Nonetheless I was born and raised in one beautiful town that has the reputation of rich tourists flaunting around in latest ski wear sipping hot wine as they tweet about how obnoxious it is that they still haven’t spotted Will Ferrell when he was supposed to be at that bar for Après Ski. Now that’s what we call up here real problems!

Let’s stop while were ahead. When you come to Aspen don’t expect to see celebrities. It’s kind of like expecting to have a boyfriend by a certain date. We all know that never works out. Just relax. Enjoy the mountains and before you know it you will aimlessly get on a ski lift to realize you are sitting next to Orlando Bloom. So chill out.

Another tip. Aspen cannot survive without you tourists. We know that. But we still pretend not to like you when you think the streets are sidewalks or you hold up the lift line because your son dropped his glove loading the chairlift. Don’t get me wrong…tourists and Aspenites make the same mistakes around town and frankly are seen at all the same restaurants and bars…but there is always a small chip on our shoulder…we’re sorry and thank you for your financial contributions to this town. Come again soon even if were still holding a grudge because you sold out Damien Marley at the  Belly-Up when I just didn’t get my act together in time.

So with that said ,if you’re going to come to Aspen…let’s Aspenite you overnight when you go out. Instead of asking the waiter what he recommends, walk in there raving about a dish you always come there for. And if you’re not up for a little acting, at least walk in with confidence as if you’re a regular. We’ll get back to Aspenite mannerisms in a minute.

From Local to Tourist:

Breakfast:

Huevos Rancheros at Hickory House

Lunch:

On the mountain: White Bean Chili at Bonnie’s on Aspen Mountain

The deck of Bonnie’s!

Off the mountain: Colorado Smoked Lamb Ribs with a lavender glaze  at The Ajax Tavern .

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Healthy Option: The Honeybee Juice Bar vegetable pressed juices, smoothies, vegan soups, and salads.

One more favorite: Beef Carpaccio and Caprese Salad at Mezzaluna

Après Ski Scene:

Espresso Martini at 39 Degress Lounge at the Sky Hotel And a Smore’s dessert as a pick-me-up!

Tuna Tartare at Pacifica

Dinner: 

French Onion Soup at The Wild Fig

Pulled Short Rib Risotto at Rustique Bistro

After Dinner Drinks:

An Old Fashioned at the Jerome Hotel Lounge

On your way to the restaurants or bar:

A glass of champagne at Escobar Ice Bar (in the summer it’s an outdoor lounge)

Carry-out:

Basil Pesto Gluten Free pizza at Brunelleschi’s Pizza

Just the certain dishes I promise locals love.

As for the general day to day ways of an Aspenite….here are my personal top five:

1) Always wearing work out clothes

2) Not locking your house

3) Assuming your dog is allowed in every store/bar/public establishment

4) Minimum two sports a day

5) Hating Vail

I could also share our favorite secret ski spots but I’d honestly hate to see you there side-slipping the powder off the hill.

Now if this feisty post led to look into other ski resorts…think again. Browse below and I promise you will be greeted with open arms by the locals (eventually)!

Compliment of Aspen/Snowmass Resort photography. Click on their photos posted to see more great shots from their Facebook page!

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As for a salad for such a town…well before my time there was a restaurant by the name of Abatone’s that served Northern Italian cuisine. One of their prized dishes was roasted red peppers with anchovies as an antipasto.

In my family we have an unspoken rule when we eat out: order food you could not or would never cook at home…or if the restaurant’s version is better (like the French Onion Soup above).

As one of my mom’s favorite dishes at Abatone’s, she had to stop ordering it because it was the easiest dish to make it at home…and she only added to it by adding herb goat cheese.

A staple to our household eaten alongside steak and kale chips, here is the Aspen Antipasto!

Aspen Antipasto:

  • Roasted Red Peppers. (We buy them jarred).
  • Anchovies in oil
  • Crumbled herb goat cheese
  • Small drizzle of olive oil

These pictures taken with my iPhone so apologies!

Welcome to Aspen!

Jan 072013
 
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Everyone has reason to cry. Everyone has reason to laugh. But most importantly everyone has reason to be emotional. Everyone is allowed to be upset at the things that upset them and allowed to take time to reflect on events that led them to this state of mind…this is the lesson I learned in 2012.

I started this blog with extreme happiness and enthusiasm. And through this enthusiasm I received positive reviews and gained followers much faster than I had anticipated.

But while life was certainly portrayed as nothing but luscious, I experienced some major hardships that led to writer’s block every time I tried to write a blog post. While I have always been decent at compartmentalization in the past, I could not put my hardships into a compartment aside in order to carry on with the activities I love, such as writing, cooking, blogging. Rather, I distracted myself and burned the candle at both ends by consuming myself with an internship, jobs, friends, summer weather, and a lot of parties as sitting down to write only made led to self pity and exhaustion.

And then I would guilt trip myself for feeling this way or feeling any sadness at all. I mean, yes they were issues I hope not to be confronted with again, but everyone has issues and if I stepped back to look at my life from the perspective of others, I really do not have sufficient reason to ever self pity.

While that is true, the last six months have taught me two lessons:

1) Do not underestimate your feelings as you are feeling them for a reason. Trying to fight them will not benefit your inner peace in the long run. Accept and experience them with no judgments attached.

2) Once you experience these emotions, then step back and be grateful for the good in your life. Say it out loud to yourself to put it all in perspective.

Still not feeling good…give back to others who need your help and kindness. Gratitude will kick in then.

It took me nearly 6 months to accept my emotions as I finally let myself experience them. A girlfriend wisely told me that allowing yourself to experience the pain, sadness, hurt will only result in a stronger, smarter me.

Now 2013 is going to be about gratitude. With gratitude will come peace, happiness, successes, and ultimately one luscious life to blog about. So let’s get back to it.

Be true to yourself.

Happy New Year.

Back to those salads!

 

 

Jun 022012
 
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Oh its good to be in the land of the kind. I don’t know how any New Yorker could handle the niceness of Chicagoans and mid-westerners…and vice versa, Chicago people must be eaten as a snack by snippy New Yorkers on the subway when they head into the big apple. Don’t get me wrong, a majority of my friends are native New Yorkers and I fantasize about that loft apartment in Soho one day, but I do love visiting my family in the land of ‘da bears!’

Walking down a random grocery store aisle, every time I sneezed I had at least two strangers bless me and smile. When you walk with a shopping bag, some woman will confront you about what your latest purchase was and how that store’s shoe section is for summer. Or my favourite, the drivers’ waves that is like a ping pong match of waves till finally someone stops being too nice and just drives. Of course I go ahead but be sure to flash them an overly enthusiastic smile for a Wednesday traffic jam.

But hey, I’m not complaining. Chicago makes for a great place to live as a college starting salary can get you a great apartment, a gym membership, a decent social life with great music scenes, and some money left over to hit up Chicago’s incredible shopping. Imagine Chicago with money?! And mine as well pick yourself up a cute, humble, Chicago boy (or girl)…they probably have good relationships with their mother and chances are she lives in the burbs just North…I guess that could be a problem later on but let’s not jump the gun. But with Chicago rated as the second best place in the US (by the New York Times) to be a young, single professional, you’ll have lots of options. ;)

And now let’s focus on what Chicago is famous for…deep dish pizzas. Ha NOT! That sh*t is nasty and ashamed Chicago is stereotyped with that chunk of grease. Instead, Chicago has some of the world’s best chefs and gastronomical geniuses pumping out incredible dishes in every neighborhood.

I was just in the city for a few days this time around but managed to squeeze in four exquisite meals. Winner of the four to be featured here has to be The Girl and the Goat, chef Stephanie Izard at her very best.

As we pulled up, of course the valet opened my door with a glimmering pearly white smile and told me to enjoy myself like a real gentleman….or he was just hitting on me? Anyways, again, the manager saw us to our table, introduced himself and took a minute to chat. The waiter enthusiastically ran through their divine cocktail list, again, another chipper Chicagoan. I settled for a PIMM’S and vodka cocktail as in the midst of all of enthusiasm, a part of me was longing for the Brits again.

What I loved about Girl and the Goat is you just order tons of small plates and share while the waiter decides the sequence of your order for your palate. I am always that girl reaching across you to try your meal so this restaurant was just the place for me. We dove into nine different dishes from octopus, soft shell crab, goat belly, grilled broccoli with sweet blue cheese sauce, Spanish mackerel, English quail….I could go on!

The décor is casually chic with black paneling, basic tables and chairs, funky art and the kitchen in the back as the backdrop to the scene. It was terrible and I forgot my camera but using the best of my iPhone I quickly snapped away before I drooled like a dog at the masterpieces before me. No joke.

Crusted Spanish mackerel with this spicy plum sauce

Photo compliment of Starchefs.com. Click on the picture for the link.

My favourite! Wood grilled broccoli, rogue smokey bleu, and spicy rice crispies! How fun is that?!

Photo compliment of Starchefs.com. Click on the picture for the link.

Honey roasted Quail with blackberries, radishes, and basil.

I was trying to be discreet and not look like some annoying food blogger...oh wait! I am one!

Feeling happily full, I acted like a true Chicagoan as I joked with the waiter, emphasized to the manager just how happy I was with my meal, and flashed everyone my pearly whites as the valet offered me his hand back into the car. I even blessed a stranger sneezing when I passed her on my way out!

This summer, for the sake of your own happiness go to this splendid city of architecture, food, music, and people to lift your spirits and indulge in the luscious life. I’ll be back ASAP!

Salad for this post and to Chicago…I am going to re-post one of Girl and the Goat’s that I posted in Life in 10′s post. I have now had this salad and gone to heaven.

Here are the ingredients then we can break it down to make at home!

Kohlrabi Salad:

  • Fennel, sliced
  • Mixed leaves
  • Almonds, halved and toasted
  • Blueberries
  • Evalon—which is a Gouda style aged goat cheese available at specialty cheese stores and Whole Foods. If not this, use regular goat cheese and mash it in with the fennel and dressing, don’t just crumble it.
  • Ginger Dressing

Ginger Dressing from home:

  • 3 cloves of garlic, minced
  • 2 tablespoons of of minced fresh ginger root
  • 3/4 cup of olive oil
  • 1/3 cup of rice vinegar
  • 1/2 soy sauce
  • 3 tablespoons of honey
  • 1/4 cup of water

I know those are exact measurements and from past blog posts I am all about experiementation and never measuring out, hence why I don’t bake, but for this dressing it’s quite important.

Click on the picture above for the link to Girl and the Goat and have a great day!

May 292012
 
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It seems the women in my life are all feeling bogged down with issues and not enjoying the negative energy directed their way. One keeps sending me salads for her scenarios. She texted me her ‘I’m dating a f***ing moron salad” and her ‘I had to work on Memorial day’ salad sarcastically. Another woman in my life is upset with her dead end job and feels under utilized. Every time I call up this one woman, all she talks about how unhappy she is where she’s living and how the dating scene sucks. One woman’s ex husband is taking her back to court for full custody of her young children. And I have countless conversations with girl friends about their unemployment. Can the women of the world just get a break and be able to just have it all for once?

I want to be there for these women as a sound board where they can repeat themselves a thousand times over and I will just listen. God knows I do it enough to them when I am in need. And yes, everyone knows by now that you need to think in terms of the solution rather than the problem…we get it.  But it’s hard to pick yourself up especially when everyone around you just talks about their own problems too with no constructive criticism.

With this said, I have turned to one outlet as a vice to my worries: autobiographies. It’s been said that one should read one autobiography a month, to learn, listen, and achieve from those who have. What a better way to forget your problems for an afternoon and dive in to someone else’s ups and downs that leads to a success story! I guarantee you will put the book down wondering what and how you can achieve, and your problems like a bad dating life or financial issues may not feel as over bearing as you were letting yourself think. And if you read the book with envy or resentment, please go smack yourself in the face to snap out if and realize there is always potential to learn from others and improve the improved.

My current autobiography is by a woman I had vaguely heard of as influential woman in business and just noticed her book at the airport. Karren Brady’s autobiography is titled ‘Strong Woman: ambition, grit, and a great pair of heels’. She is a leading business woman in the UK known for her incredible job as managing director of the Birmingham Football Club. She is now one of those women that has too many titles and businesses overseeing she is just classified as ‘one of the country’s leading business women’ and was a judge on the UK Apprentice.
Pretty much her book is as direct as her personality. She lays out her story and tells you exactly how she made it work from her business ventures to her marriage and raising two kids. Quick one liner words of advice are inserted almost too casually for they are great pieces of advice one can’t overlook. She also elaborates about the must dos and don’ts for women in male dominant industries.

Before I rewrite her story here, let me just say that while you and so many others may be bogged down about numerous aspects of life, try to keep inspired by surrounding yourself with positivity….even if thats a person through your kindle or paperbacks.

(Click here for more on Karren Brady’s book)

So go find an autobiography that speaks to you!

Now, let me get back to my book and my tanning oil.

Here’s a salad to eat to drop the drama and pick up the motivation  with enough protein, antioxidants, and natural sugar to be the change you wish to see (shoutout to Ghandi!):

  • Kale, steamed
  • Raspberries
  • Strawberries
  • Grilled chicken with pesto
  • Pine nuts, roasted
  • Pumpkin seeds, all natural, not salted
One more dollop of pesto as dressing and pepper!
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And if you are still feeling pessimistic, here are my friend’s salads she texted me if you empathize:

‘I’m dating a f***ing moron’ Salad

  • Spinach
  • Tomatos
  • Goat cheese
  • Cashews
  • Red wine mayo garlic dressing: red wine vinegar, mayonnaise, crushed garlic

‘I had to work on memorial day’ Salad

  • Salmon rillette
  • Strawberries
  • Spinach
  • Parmesan
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And when that’s not enough, check out this amazing tumblr that makes you just appreciate the little things in life! Here are a few of their quotes I love! http://justlittlethings.net/