I can’t remember the last time I had anyone over for dinner.
I hate that. I especially hate that whenever anyone asks me what I’ve been up
to all I can come up with is “work” Ugh. That has got to be the lamest answer
of all time. Or, god forbid, the answer I gave when some dude asked me what my
hobbies were a few months ago. “Do people really still have hobbies?”.
“Um yes” he said “it’s whatever you do for fun.”
Oh, fun…. Right. I remember fun.
And then last week I had lunch with a super cute Emory senior
who had spent weeks emailing me about internships at my agency. Her emails were
polite but had personality, and she followed up tenaciously so when she asked
if we could have lunch so she could pick my brain about how to get into
advertising, I told her that it was already pretty picked over but the rest was
hers to explore.
The advice that I gave that day was so contradictory to how
I’ve actually been living that I felt almost guilty dishing it out.
Though I think I rambled more, here’s what I told her:
Your job shouldn’t be your life. Your job is what you do to
fund your life. If you expect it to fulfill your soul then you’ll always be
missing something, you’ll never be full. So find a job that you enjoy,
something you’re good at but still challenged by and always keep it in context.
Then find your passion and keep that for yourself. Have something that you love
to do and do it simply for that reason. Play music, take photographs, write,
cook, build model airplanes… have an answer when someone asks you what your
hobbies are. Or better yet, have a great blog or on-line journal where you can
show them what makes you, you.
And then, because I was getting a rather alarming look from
my young lunch companion, I tried to bring it back around by telling her about
one of my team members who once challenged himself to take a self portrait
every day for a year. He posted them on-line and used the project to hone his
photography and retouching skills. Not only was it a creative endeavor that
made him unforgettable, but he had a great portfolio of work at the end that
made him impossible not to hire.
That seemed to get through to her. She was a photography
buff and had asked for a new SLR for Christmas so she was going to come up with
a project for herself. I told her I couldn’t wait to see what she came up with.
And in that moment I decided I would take my own damn advice and get a life
too.
The Single Gal’s Guide was an easy choice. I’ve missed this
space, these conversations, this outlet. But what I’ve really missed is
actually being the Single Gal – the vivacious, fun, interesting girl who has
her friends over for dinner ‘just because’ and laughs with them over glasses of
wine long into the night while the dishes pile up in the sink.
So there will be more dinners, more parties, more cooking
and a more entertaining life in general. And the next time someone asks me what
I do for fun there won’t be an uncomfortable silence. It’ll be impossible to
shut me up.
Holiday Girls’ Night In
The holidays are a great time for dressing up, going out and
eating every cheese-topped, gravy-laced dish in sight. But the craziness
of trying to fit everything in, and the overindulgences and the rampant
consumerism can be downright exhausting. Add the traveling and the inevitable
family drama to the mix and frankly it all just makes me want to stay home.
So that’s exactly what we did last night. One of my pals had
an especially tough week – her father is in the hospital and she’s been
juggling visits to see him with work and the cutest baby of all time. So a
night at home seemed like the right medicine for her.
My friend Tami had posted about this soup and there was a lonely little head of cauliflower in the fridge, so that was our
jumping off point. That made me remember an article with more Dr. Weil recipes
I had read in this month’s Whole Living magazine on a plane last week so I dug
out the issue and pulled all the other recipes from it’s pages.
Caramelized Sesame Chickpeas
Curried Cauliflower Soup
Braised Chicken and Parsnips
Kale Salad
We were supposed to ride out the fruit & veggie kick
with an apple galette, but one of the ladies showed up with Sufganiyot from an
Israeli bakery in town so we gorged on those instead. I mean, seriously, who
can turn down a dulce de leche-filled donut??
Caramelized Sesame Chickpeas
These were meant to be a little nibble while we got the wine
opened and everyone got settled into the sofas. I have to say, I wasn’t that
crazy about them. The girls made appropriate yum yum noises but I don’t know
that I’d make them again. Sorry Martha, this one was a miss.
Free to a good home
Curried Cauliflower Soup
Tami is not only the voice behind Running with Tweezers, but
an uber-talented food stylist and photographer so I’m embarrassed that I even
attempted to take a picture of this. Please hop over to her site to ‘ooh’ &
‘ahh’ over her bee-u-ti-ful images and see the recipe. I must confess that I
didn’t mess with the raw cashews when I made the soup (I just added a little
extra water), and mine was delicious but I bet that would make it even more so.
I did follow her lead and top the bowls with a sprinkle of toasted pumpkin
seeds though and I finished it off with a drizzle of green cilantro chutney
thinned out with a splash of good olive oil. This was so, so good. Good enough to have again for breakfast the next
day alongside a slice of sopressata cheese toast. I mean, if you’re into that
sort of thing. Which I totally am.
Because I’m out of practice I didn’t manage to get many
pictures of our feast. But the talented crew at Whole Living took some lovely
photographs when they prepared the dishes so we’ll gaze upon those from now on…
Braised Chicken and Parsnips
I followed the recipe with two exceptions. First, I’m not a
huge fan of leeks but I adore shallots so I made a swap. Six shallots roughly
chopped stood in for the leeks and they were delicious. They just melted into
this unctuous base for the tender chicken and creamy parsnips. I also had to
remove the lid from the pot and cook everything for about 20 more minutes to
get the liquid reduced. But it worked like a charm and couldn’t have been
easier.
Oh, and I MIGHT have used skin-on chicken thighs… because
nothing adds flavor like a little schmaltz. Plus crispy chicken skin is a
favorite treat of my trusty four-legged kitchen assistant Ms. Grace.
Kale Salad
This salad was the runaway hit of the night. The absolute
star. It’s got the brightness of the lemon, the bite of the garlic, the heat of
the chili flake and sweetness from the cranberries I added. Just total
perfection and a nutritional powerhouse to bot. Everyone kept saying, “I can’t
believe this is just raw kale!” Believe it people. The key is the 30 minutes it
sits before you serve it so don’t skimp on your timing.
I started with Dr Weil’s recipe but took a few detours… I
omitted the breadcrumbs he calls for and added a handful of dried cranberries
instead. The recipe says it gets even better the next day. I’d be surprised if
you end up with any leftovers to test that theory.
1/2 cup extra-virgin
olive oil
1/4 cup lemon juice
3 cloves garlic, mashed
(I smushed mine through a garlic press)
1/2 tsp coarse salt
Pinch red pepper
flakes
2 bunches Tuscan kale
(about 14 oz), ribs removed and leaves sliced into 1/4-inch shreds
1/2 cup shaved Parmigiano-Reggiano
cheese
2 Tbsp dried cranberries
In a
large bowl, whisk together oil, lemon juice, garlic, salt, and pepper flakes.
Add kale and cranberries and toss to coat. Let sit at room temperature for 30
minutes. Garnish with shaved cheese before serving.
