What’s In a Label? Vegan vs. Low-fat

I have a love-tolerate-yuck relationship with mayonnaise. When I was a kid, I thought mayonnaise slathered between two slices of white bread was IT! Sometimes I layered cheese and tomato in there, but I was just as happy with a mayonnaise sandwich, dunking chunks of it into glasses of cherry kool-aid (but that’s another story).…

None of my business

I used to make it my business to care what people were saying behind my back. It was during my high school days when much of what was said was right in my face. Being called bumpy or crater face because of my acne pimples or white girl because I talked proper, stung with the…

Snow angels: Giving without expecting

It’s mid-September, and in Baltimore, Maryland cooler weather greets the mornings making me think of delicious new comfort foods to create, a new search for the perfect coat to keep me warm, more snow boots, and inevitably my snow angels during the Baltimore blizzard of 2010. I figured I’m either gonna freeze to death in…

More fruits! More Veggies!

You know why I loved being a vegan? NO GUILT! No dietary guilt. As long as I stayed away from processed foods, I could eat whatever fruits and vegetables I wanted, as much as I wanted, without any animal by-product guilt for consuming foods containing dairy or the fat or body fluids of an animal.…

Vegetarian Chili: Cold-weather comfort

I despise the cold weather! Well, that’s not entirely true. For me, a brisk 57 – 60 degrees is chilly to me, but manageable if I’m layered. But the closer those numbers dip to 50, the more miserable I get. But no food spells comfort better for me than a low-fat, belly-warming stew, soup or…

No diets: Loving My Monthly Indulgence 

I should cut certain foods out of my diet. Well,  I did that already: No meat,  no pasta, a limit on processed food, and bread only when my grandchildren are coming over. And I should say a loud NO! to my screaming cravings. But WHY? I’m blessed at 55 years old to be fairly healthy…

Nix bread: Get saucy with a healthy dunk

Way before I’d ever slurped the end of a doughnut dunked in creamy coffee or even heard of Dunkin’ Donuts, dunking my food was my preferred way of eating it. Now back then, I ate a lot more bread, but my thighs could afford it, and I definitely indulged. There was just something delicious about…

No-Tech Weekends at Nana’s

At first,  I felt guilty when I made the rule.  In a minute you’ll probably wonder why a grown woman would feel guilty about a household rule for her grandchildren. Especially since I was raised the old school way where what the adult said goes … period. But after raising three daughters the old school…