Wow - the first month of 2017 is already done. How crazy is that? It's time for our first Books on Tap of the year!
My goal this year is to read fewer books, but really savor them and read more intentionally. I'm not sure whether this month could be considered a success or failure. I read more books than I thought I would, but I did feel like I savored them all (except my one DNF - Did Not Finish). I guess we'll see how February goes. We'll be traveling a lot, so that cuts down on reading time in one aspect - but in another, it offers a lot of time in planes and cars to read. Anyway.
What are you currently reading? Do you have any reading goals for the year? Is there a book I absolutely must add to my list? Let me know in the comments below!
Disclaimer: we had made this recipe long, long ago. But because it calls for, you know, heavy cream and such, we had dismissed it as too unhealthy, and hadn't made it since.
Shows what we know.
So because of everyone's craaaazy schedules, our group of dear friends decided to have a Christmas brunch together to celebrate, because we literally couldn't find one evening during December that we were all free. And because I have some kind of masochism issues, in addition to the biscotti I baked for everyone, I also thought it would be a really good idea to make a coffee cake.
Look, my nutritionist can fix my insides, but there's really not a lot she can do for my mental crazy, okay? Anyway.
Lamb. Yes, lamb.
Maybe it was because it wasn't too long ago that we visited France...or, for that matter, lived in France. For whatever the reason, when discussing what to make for our personal Christmas dinner (we always celebrate by ourselves prior to Christmas Day, a throwback to before we were married and spent Christmas apart), B decided he wanted to make a rack of lamb for this year's feast.
Functional medicine. It may sound a little like science fiction or hippie voodoo, but it’s really not. It’s simple and it’s fascinating and it’s changing our lives, and I feel like more people really ought to know. So here goes.
I get that it seems a little masochistic to bake cookies when you yourself can't actually eat any, but what the hell. I actually really love baking - I love the preciseness of it. I've never met a rule I didn't have the urge to follow. So I got the urge to bake, and I wanted to make some cookies for friends for Christmas.
Enter biscotti, followed by coffee.
Nearly everyone has a New Year's resolution, but resolutions tend to be more like punishment than anything else. It's little wonder that they're usually abandoned by February. Maybe, instead of resolutions, we should think about the concept of self-care.