The girls and I got together with some friends of mine (and their kids) last winter. All are homeschooling families and sort of crunchy--Birkenstock-shod, baby-wearin', school-at-home, natural-birthin' kind of crunchy. We discovered that everybody had some sort of food restriction, be it health-related, allergies, or religious. We met again today, this time at my house, and set out a challenge for ourselves: Make a dish that everybody in the group could eat (whether they wanted to or not didn't make a difference.)
Here was the list of restrictions:
* No meat
* No dairy
* No eggs
* No wheat/gluten
* No nuts/peanuts
* No mushrooms
* No coconut
* No strawberries
* No bananas
* No citrus
* No garbanzo beans
So it sort of turned into an ultra-vegan-allergy-friendly potluck. We embraced the challenge, and the food turned out to be delicious, and the company and chat was even better. We definitely ate a lot of veggies and whole grains, and tried new combinations of ingredients that we normally wouldn't have bothered with. It was also a way to walk in another person'sBirkenstocks shoes for a while, because several people in our lives have to eat this way forever. The black bean brownies for dessert were absolutely amazing...I don't think I'll make "normal" brownies again for a long time.
Now on to make the Kraft mac 'n cheese and canned beans for dinner tonight. (Just kidding. Sort of.)
Here was the list of restrictions:
* No meat
* No dairy
* No eggs
* No wheat/gluten
* No nuts/peanuts
* No mushrooms
* No coconut
* No strawberries
* No bananas
* No citrus
* No garbanzo beans
So it sort of turned into an ultra-vegan-allergy-friendly potluck. We embraced the challenge, and the food turned out to be delicious, and the company and chat was even better. We definitely ate a lot of veggies and whole grains, and tried new combinations of ingredients that we normally wouldn't have bothered with. It was also a way to walk in another person's
Now on to make the Kraft mac 'n cheese and canned beans for dinner tonight. (Just kidding. Sort of.)
This is the roasted, peeled eggplant before I ground it in the food processor with the rest of the ingredients for baba ganoush. The eggplant looked disgusting, like a butchered eel--and I watch Top Chef, so I know what at butchered eel looks like! But the finished recipe tasted great.
Boys will be boys--and girls will follow suit. We have a terrific climbing tree in our backyard.
Baby Mattias, asleep on his mommy. Only 12 weeks old. Precious. Perfect.
Ava loves babies.
"Where is that smell coming from?!?!?"
3 comments:
I LOVE baba ganoush! Would you send me your recipe???
I love the smell of a baby's head...nothing like it in the world. =)
Ditto on the recipe request. I searched for it once online, but having an already-tested, already-approved recipe is the way to go. Nummy.
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