Being that we’re heading into February (as evidenced by Valentines day decorations popping up everywhere), it seems 2015 is well underway. This year, instead of making grand and probably unattainable resolutions, I’ve decided to break up the year into 12, one-month segments. Seems, well, obvious, but for me it breaks things down into manageable chunks. Each month, I want to add or subtract something for my health. Each month I want to go on one grand adventure. And of course, each month I want to chronicle all of it here.
February: No sugar, caffeine, or alcohol
Ah yes, the big three. Sugar is in everything, coffee is life, and wine makes me a happy girl. So why cut them out? I got the idea from a food blog I love, Feed Me Pheobe. She does a great job explaining how our livers need a break from the hard work we put them through breaking down these three things. So, in the interest of good health and happy livers, away they go for February. Adora has gracefully agreed to join me, and we’re bringing our husbands along for the journey. Misery loves company, right?
So stay tuned for how this turns out. And leave a comment if you want to join us!
I found this fabric months ago, before we even moved into Bungalow. It was mostly my favorite because it was decorated in words that describe wine. Shiraz, Italy, Red, Smooth, Chardonnay, White, Blush, Harvest, Glass, Corkscrew, Robust, Grapes, and finally, Wine. I’m so happy with how these curtains turned out, they definitely add something to the kitchen. And sewing them with my magical machine took all of 5 minutes.
Sometimes pizza is just good for the soul. And making homemade pizza with friends while enjoying a bottle of red wine is not only cathartic, but deliciously relaxing.
The other night me, Amy, and Mary decided pizza and wine was just what we needed after a busy week. We wanted to keep things fresh, and a caprese pizza fit the bill perfectly. And as appetizer (because when you have fresh mozzarella, basil, and tomatoes, who can wait?) I threw together a caprese salad with the leftovers, an dtopped it with some olive oil and balsamic glaze. Molto delizioso!
1 package pizza dough (or make your own)
1 jar of marinara
1 ripe tomato thickly sliced
1 ball fresh mozzarella, thickly sliced
handfull of crumbled goat cheese
fresh pressed garlic
handful of fresh chopped basil
Stretch out your pizza dough until it’s the thickness you’d like. I prefer a thinner crust, so I stretched it to the ends of a cookies tray. Place dough on oiled tray. Rub olive oil and fresh pressed garlic into your crust, then top with desired amount of marinara sauce. later basil, fresh tomato, mozzarella, and goat cheese. Bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes, or until the crust is golden and the cheese is bubbling. Let rest for a few minutes (if you can), and enjoy!
Now please don’t misunderstand, I love my girls. Not to brag, but I have some of the best lady friends in the world. We’re talking take you in when you have nowhere to live, drive all the way down to Fort Lauderdale twice in one night to rescue your sick self, lend you money when you’re too poor to buy lunch, good friends. And these girls I will hang out with any day of the week and twice on Sundays.
The idea of hanging out with random girls I don’t know well, and making polite conversation and pretending to listen and being polite and ladylike and not so sarcastic that you offend half the group? That’s terrifying. And hard. Have you met me? I speak fluent sarcasm, and more than once it’s been misinterpreted. And I seem awful. Being a girl is hard.
But this wasn’t one of those hard nights. This was me and three friends cracking open a few bottles of red and baking cookies. This was close friends sitting on counter-tops and making inappropriate jokes.
Whatevs, you know you do it. I love these girls. And I highly suggest a relaxed, wine-infused girls’ night. It’s good for the soul.