Ciabatta with Camembert cheese

Ciabatta with Camembert cheese

{Camembert: [kam-uhm-bair; Fr. ka-mahn-ber] a mellow, soft cheese which is creamy and of a golden color, made from cow’s milk.   

Also called Camembert cheese.

[Origin: 1875–80; named after Camembert, village in Normandy where it was first marketed]

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Cherry tomatoes from my garden

Cherry tomatoes from my garden

{Tomato: [tuh-mey-toh, tuh-mah-toh], any of several plants belonging to the genus Lycopersicon, of the nightshade family, native to Mexico and Central and South America, esp. the widely cultivated species L. lycopersicum, bearing a mildly acid, pulpy, usually red fruit eaten raw or cooked as a vegetable}

Coffee granita

You take 4 cups of strongly brewed coffee, mix in some sugar + vanilla extract + grated orange peel, freeze for 45 minutes, whisk, freeze solid for about 3 hours, and then scrape, scrape, scrape.

As it may have been guessed from my “Friends-with-benefits tarts” post, I am having issues on the man front. I’d rather not go into details as this is a cooking and food and loving life blog, but sometimes a girl just has to express her feelings and emotions. I just happen to choose to do so with food.

Any girl can attest to the fact that having a friend who is more than a friend but less than a lover is rough. It is hard to keep emotions out of the mixture, especially for me since I tend to wear my emotions in bold print on my sleeve.

But there comes a point in the faux relationship when a girl needs to be strong and stand up for her needs and wants and requirements. It takes a lot to be courageous and vouch for yourself but it is something that I am always aiming for; I have always wanted to be the girl that people look at and say “wow, she has gumption”.

So what is better to make at a time like this than a coffee granita? Grating orange peel and scraping frozen coffee relieves so much stress and frustration. Plus the results are pretty darn tasty.

$27.93

$27.93

It’s a beautiful and bright Monday morning (one on which I do not have to work so the day seem all that much better) and, after being trapped inside on a stormy Sunday, I was in the mood to get out and do something grocery shopping.

I went to the store with the intention of spending $20 or less; although I have a job, I am still a student and in the process of saving moolah for the upcoming semester so every little thing puts a dent in my checking account. I ended up spending $27.93 instead, $7.93 over budget. But I’m pretty sure that while I’m enjoying my camembert cheese with plum preserves and crusty ciabbata, I will not be complaining about that extra expense. I also bought some mozzarella for a fresh salad. I nearly invested in a good hunk of chevre, but thankfully my stomach was not rumbling so I was able to resist (grocery shopping while hungry is *never* a good idea). It may be obvious, but I *love* cheese like it’s my child.

(Other items in my basket were vinaigrette dressing, a orange and decaf French roast coffee beans {for a mystery making that will be revealed later tonight 😉 }, and the newest issue of Vanity Fair magazine).

Verrine with mango & raspberry

Verrine with mango & raspberry

 {Verrine: A verrine is a parfait-like delicacy, which originated in France, and is made by layering ingredients in a small glass. Because the ingredients can be either sweet or savoury, a verrine can be served as a dessert or snack}

Mmm. Pizza

Mmm. Pizza

I’m a pizza gal. There’s no other way to put it. Cheesy, crunchy pizza rocks my world. I’m not, however, a fan of greasy Domino’s or Pizza Hut pizza. I do not like to feel my arteries clogging as I’m eating. Frozen pizza usually falls short; it’s either too soggy or too cardboard-y.

But, as a fan of Amy’s products in general, I decided to give Amy’s Roasted Vegetable Pizza a try. I was a bit apprehensive because of it’s lack of cheese and nearly added on my own mozzarella, but I am so glad that I didn’t. This pizza needs no add-ons or modification. I nearly died and went to heaven, it is *that* good, people. The box asserts that the Roasted Veggie Pizza tastes like the best foccacia you’ve ever had, and it does. By leaps and bounds. Not only does the crust crisp up deliciously (I’m pretty sure it’s the pre-cooked state of the pizza that aids this. Go Amy’s), but the toppings are just scrumptious and wonderfully not oily. Sweet carmelized onions? Yum. Roasted red peppers? Yes please. Marinated artichoke hearts? The bane of my existence.

I’ve fallen in love. It was nearly impossible not to. And, because Amy’s uses ingredients that any normal human being can pronounce, it’s far healthier than the average frozen pizza. Far more delicious too, of course.

I give Amy’s Roasted Vegetable Pizza 5 out of 5 stars. Cheese? What’s cheese?

The last day of the Tour de France…I’ve chosen to drown my sorrows in dark chocolate and French recipes.  

Bittersweet comfort

Bittersweet comfort

It wasn’t two years ago that I was standing at the top of Le Champs Elysees, waiting for the arrival of the peloton. Hours of waiting. Hours of stomach-aching anticipation. The electricity I felt when the riders flew by is impossible to explain. All for a quick taste of le Tour.

Watching the final day on TV just makes my heart hurt. I wish this race could go all. year. long. I just love it. Cycling is such an emotional sport and I cannot help but become emotionally attached to riders I see year after year, as well as new riders who have proven their mettle and shocked the world. It’s made me laugh, it’s made me cry, it’s made me angry. Cycling is such a beautiful metaphor for life, it’s a sport of the people, it’s tough and gritty and down to earth yet magical and stunning at the same time.

Luck is like the Tour de France. You wait and it flashes past you. You have to catch it while you can ~Amelie

Congrats to Carlos Sastre and all of the riders. I will now retreat back to my chocolate and mentally urging the riders to slow down to prolong the stage, thankyouverymuch