I’m constantly playing around with making various types of chips and fries (frequently wrapping them in bacon). Today I carry on with my parsnip theme and my chip fascination. I tried parsnip for the first time four years ago. I was working on a mash trio. I had recently discovered the magic of mashed cauliflower, but I wanted to explore and see what else I could try. I wanted variety. I wanted to try new vegetables. In the trio I tried: rutabaga, parsnip, and celeriac (all for the first time). The parsnip intrigued me the most. It had an interesting flavor all on its own. Even though I confess, my initial reaction was: I don’t like this. I kept returning to the parsnip. It was definitely something I had to give a second chance to, so I could appreciate what it had to offer. And so four years later, I revisit it today in another form: crispy chips. These are so easy to make, so if you’re looking to try parsnip for the first time you may go this route, plus they’re just plain good.
Rosemary Parsnip Chips
- 2 parsnips
- 2 tbsp Coconut ghee (or lard or coconut oil or raw grass-fed butter or tallow)
- Sea Salt
- Rosemary (mine is from my market neighbor Carol)
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This week I got to thinking about parsnip. Why? Who knows why things float through my brain flow, but I intuitively felt I needed to give parsnip a chance this week. Let it shine. Plus I think it’s another one of those vegetables that many have never tried or even heard of. And I for one like to try new things, I am always hungry for change. So I wanted to begin this week with breakfast. I love eggs in the morning. What goes better with eggs, but a nice hearty hash? Here is what I created.
Hearty Parsnip Hash
- 4 oz. Sausage
- 3 slices crispy, chopped bacon
- 2 parsnips, cut into tiny cubes
- 1 diced small onion
- 1 diced red bell pepper
- 1 tsp minced garlic
- Salt and pepper
- Italian seasoning
- Grated grass-fed cheese (I used Sand Crest Jack from our local Swiss Connection)
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You know I’m know I am truly loved? Because people spot shirts like this and not only think of me, but get it for me. So blessed to have such radical people surrounding me (shot out to the wonderful Wegers). Do I have a bacon problem? Is there counseling for bacon lust? Okay so I’ve posted 15 or so recipes featuring bacon. Oh damn, now that I look at this maybe I do, especially since this blog hasn’t even reached its first birthday. Well I am forced to do another bacon post in honor of my new t-shirt. I know you’re disappointed and I hate to do it (NOT) but here is a NEW recipe today (if you want more click my recipe page to discover more). What to do to celebrate bacon? It should definitely highlight my taste buds craving for savory-yet sweet. Maybe a little Elvis inspiration, or rather my nephew Trenton who loves peanut butter and banana sandwiches now, and who crushes ice cream? It’s getting hotter and I for one do not like cooking or baking in the summer. How about something cold? Then it just came to me: Almond Butter Banana Ice Cream on a Bacon Chocolate Dipped Ice Cream Cone. Is it too much? Possibly, okay yes, but we’re celebrating?!?
Almond Butter Banana Ice Cream on a Bacon Chocolate Dipped Cone
- 16 oz almond butter
- 2 bananas
- 1/2 cup coconut milk
- 2 tbsp local honey (optional)
- Enjoy Life Chocolate
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After Easter, I have reaffirmed that: cooking is in my blood. Going to my Grandma and Grandpa Paulin’s means: Gluten-Free. After my grandma sounded off on box cooking, I knew we were of the same mind when it comes to food. Cooking from a box is not cooking and it is not homemade (at least to me). I remember my friend telling me she made a homemade cake. Did it come in a box? Yes. Oh, what is happening to this world? To me cooking is an art. A skill. It is soulful. It’s self-expression. Today’s world of convenience, instant gratification, and busyness, are killing the art of cooking. Thank you to my grandma’s and dad for teaching me the value of taking time to make a meal. To enjoy the process. To put love into my food. One of my grandma’s favorite things to make for my grandpa right now is this Strawberry Cream Cheese Cobbler (which I have tweaked a little bit here and I know it is not Paleo, which is why I didn’t tag it as such-but occasionally I like cream cheese). It was quick and easy to assemble too!
Strawberry Cream Cheese Cobbler
1/2 cup grass-fed butter, coconut oil, ghee
1 egg, lightly beaten
1 cup coconut milk
1 cup coconut flour
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This is the last egg recipe of the week (and it is GOOD)! The other day while browsing through the store produce section, I stopped at the cauliflower: I haven’t made pizza in a while. Hmm…. born was today’s post, a delicious, easy to assemble breakfasteque pizza. Note of course that this recipe is free for interpretation and personal creativity. Add mushrooms, take away the cheese, add ham and pineapple, whatever you want, Make it Happen.
Egg Pizza Breakfast Bake
- 5 pasture-raised eggs
- ground sausage
- 4 slices of bacon
- green pepper
- salsa (homemade if you can)
- grass-fed cheese
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While pregnant with me my mom craved a lot of/ate a lot of Italian foods. Growing up I confess I always looked forward to spaghetti or pizza dinners (Yes I believe what you eat when you’re pregnant effects your children’s eating habits- my sister loves sugar). So why not do a spaghetti and egg meal this week? Exactly, it can never hurt to try! Here is what I came up with and the result is that not only was it incredibly easy to make, but absolutely delicious to eat.
Spaghetti and Eggs
- Spaghetti Squash
- 2 tbsp ghee or grass-fed raw butter
- 3 eggs
- 1 tbsp coconut milk
- sea salt
- a tiny bit of cayenne pepper
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This handsome man is my lovely, crazy, passionate dad. I believe he is a one of the reasons I love to cook so much. He is a bomb ass cook. Growing up, we lived in the country. Trips to town or fast food were rare. We had dinners together- prepared by my father. I also remember how we each had our Hell No I’m Not Eating That foods (mine was Tuna Casserole I hated it, but we also had the “You’re not leaving the Table until you’re finished rule, so I also have memories of being spoon-fed heaping forkfuls of casserole- I was a quite a stubborn child sometimes). My sisters were peas and creamed eggs. Mention creamed eggs today and my sister is sure to go into mocking fits of gagging. Me and my brother on the other hand adored creamed eggs. What are they? Think biscuits and gravy, but with hard-boiled eggs. So last week when I decided to feature egg recipes, I knew this was the first one I wanted to modernize. The result? I vote tasty and like I said I grew up on Creamed Eggs. I think another option to the bread could be doing the eggs and gravy over a sweet potato hash possibly. Hmm….
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