- 1 week ago
- 1 week ago
No school = no food for many #ferguson kids. Here’s how you can help.
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- 2 weeks ago
You can make gluten free bread out of almond meal!
Here’s the recipe from http://elenaspantry.com:
1 1/2 cups almond flour
2 tblspn coconut flour
1/4 cup flaxseed meal (golden if possible)
1/4 tspn salt
1 1/2 tspn baking soda
1/4 cup coconut oil
1 tblspn honey
1 tblspn apple cider vinegar
Mix ingredients and bake in loaf pan for 30 min at 350 degrees.
Want to keep them from following you inside? Hang a ziplock bag of water with a couple of pennies in it just outside the door.
- 1 month ago
- 1 month ago
Well whaddaya know? You can bake a cake in a crockpot! This gluten free cutie took 4 hours on high with a spoon under the lid to give it a little air.
I just added water, ground flaxseed w/ water (instead of eggs) and coconut oil (instead of butter) to Betty Crocker GF devil’s food cake mix and now it’s moist, yummy and vegan, too! I didn’t use a special pan, I just lined the bowl with parchment paper, which made it easy to lift out too.
Next experiment: Gluten free bread!
Fun and easy ways to make great looking breakfasts, garnishes, dinners, apps and desserts! H/T to @Rx_for_catering #ftw
- 4 months ago
As constant as the trees around your house, the seasons at home, your favorite breakfast, there is comfort in knowing people are around. Even if you don’t see them every day. Even if you haven’t spoken to them in years. You get used to people. You grow up with them, take them for granted.
So what happens when they die?
Life is full of random connections between people; people we grow up next to, work beside, graduate school with without ever really knowing.
You may never have shared secrets, but without noticing, they somehow have become part of the fabric of your life. Perhaps the loss is more keen for knowing that you were never really close. Because your bond was so weak, their death seems all the more random, like a short story ending that comes out of nowhere.
Your life doesn’t stop. You feel no shock. Just a dull heavy feeling of loss you carry knowing that someone will miss them more. The person who truly loved this person will be destroyed by this loss and you’re just a passerby. A minor player in the story of their life.
How do you mourn someone you’ve known your entire life? Carefully, like you’re folding up a piece of origami paper. Slowly, so you don’t break anything. With great trepidation because it’s in mourning those whom we barely know that we come close to seeing our own mortality for the fragile, unpredictable creature it is.