I'm serious. Some nights I can hardly believe lunch was hours ago and it's already time for dinner. I sometimes get overwhelmed with meal plans and giant dinners. Our days seem crazy and sometimes we feed Lue early and cook supper for two late at night and it feels like we are on a date. (Like a weird date where things are messy and we are in our pjs and then we have to do all the cleanup after and there's no valet or fancy table cloths) The meals around here are intentionally simple and usually undergo minimal amounts of baking, cooking, or coordinating. There are plenty of nights where we are out and about and eat on the go and let's be honest, they know our names at the Chipotle around here and we know their names too. A normal meal when we are home consist of eggs, vegetables, definitely herbs, and sometimes rice and meat. Meat is considered a bonus item and we like to stick with protein from eggs and nuts and seed sources. Our local co-op is literally the best and cutest little place to shop for everything (but specifically their beautiful meat options!) and I could spend hours in the bulk section. I still want to sign up for a CSA and am having a hard time choosing which one. I've been obsessed with kale for about a year now and put it in everything, both cooked and raw. It's such a joy to gather inspiration from friends on what their eating for lunch and my friend Keegan always eats the weirdest foods (in the most amazing way) that ultimately challenge me to push the limits of my pallet. She teaches me a depth of gratitude for the food sources and benefits and is always feeding me with little tidbits about the noirishment it provides and encourages full indulgence in their aromas. The rhubarb plant in our yard just peeked with long stems of sweetness and I've been out chopping little blooms here and there. Last night's meal was kale, dandelion leaves, rhubarb, cilantro, garlic, and tomatoes steamed with honey goat cheese melted on top. I mixed both raw veggies and steamed veggies and I liked how the textures and temperatures blended. Added a side of chicken and a soft boiled egg to top it off.
It's beautiful out and one of my favorite things is brewing massive jars of chamomile tea and iced coffee. Throw the tea into smoothies or pack it on the go. We don't give Lue juice yet to stay away from sugar and get her super used to drinking water, so chamomile+lavendar tea is a great alternative and when chilled, seems like juice. Not sure how long it will last until she realizes that sweet juice exists, but for now, it's great! Max and I are always buying iced coffee and it's nice to have on hand. I've made coldpress before but if I'm in a pinch I just brew extra strong coffee and throw it in the fridge the following day. It's literally the easiest thing and sometimes I throw a dash of honey in either the coffee or tea (pre refrigeration) so it's a little sweeter.
Literally so excited for summer weather and cold beverages!
Wake up, pack up, play in the woods, repeat. We've been heading north of Stillwater a bit to our favorite spot to play and be together. We read books, color, sing, lay on our backs and view the tops of the trees and Luella is really loving hearing the "jay jay" noises. I love this area because no one else is around and we get to simply take in the silence of our surroundings. Lue usually runs from the picnic blanket towards a swing, other people, the road (yikes), or just like "ahh I'm running and flailing for no reason!! Come catch me mom!!!!" and for some reason when we are in these trees, she likes to play on... Like ON the blanket and doesn't run away. It's this beautiful, resting place where her crazy toddler running traits don't exist and yet, she is content in her explorations on the blanket with me. She almost fell asleep nursing today and I secretly hoped she would've drifted off peacefully in the woods and I could have my alone time outdoors. We've come here three days in a row so far and it's becoming a safe little magical zone where the air is beautiful to breathe in and no one is screaming or peeing on rugs or throwing food. We stopped on our way home when we saw a sign for Local Honey for sale. It was the perfect end to the peaceful adventure and hey! who can pass up local honey from the St. Croix Valley, bottled up in pretty jars on top of a sweet wooden table with the honor system for payment. Ohh the charm is too much. Can we move to the country already?