“Paleo Desserts”

I know I have shared my thoughts on paleo desserts before, but since I actually took the time to make 3 different ones last weekend, I figured I should dedicate a whole post to them.

I’m not going to lie to you: I am not a fan of “paleo desserts.” Mainly because I find that phrase to be an oxymoron. I think that using something like coconut sugar or coconut milk rather than table sugar or regular milk in order to call something paleo is kind of a cop out. At the end of the day, sugar is sugar. Coconut sugar is minimally better for you than white sugar, but really not by much (depending which source you decide to trust). At the end of the day, you really shouldn’t be consuming either. Both Juli Baur (paleomg) and Alanna (planksloveandguacamole) – where I got my dessert recipes from- have made that point though. “Paleo desserts” are still desserts and therefore should be eaten in moderation. Just because they are “paleo,” that doesn’t mean that you can (or should) consume an entire plate of them.

Thai Coconut Curry Chicken

Happy day after Earth Day! I don’t really celebrate Earth Day (and by not really I mean not at all), but just in case you do, I figured I would throw it out there. Earth Day is sandwiched by Easter and TJ’s birthday, so this is a busy week for me.

Bacon Bison Burgers

I am constantly complaining about how there are not enough places in Annapolis for paleo people to eat. Well, on Friday night I returned to one that I haven’t been to in over a year and I am happy to say that it was just as good this time as it was the last time I ate there.

I went out for my moms birthday with my sister and a few of my aunts to Level in downtown Annapolis and I left dinner very satisfied. Level is an awesome restaurant that is huge on sourcing their food from local, sustainable resources whenever possible. It is a “small plates” type of restaurant, so we ordered about 8 plates for all of us to share.

Do What You Can, With What You Have, Where You Are

Holy crap you guys, I am tired. The difference between how I feel on days after I work out versus days when I can’t work out because of work or doctors appointments is seriously noticeable. Waking up is especially hard for some reason. It isn’t even that I’m sore (thank goodness). It’s just a groggy feeling. But I also sleep hard as a rock on the nights when I actually get to work out. I don’t mind it because it means that I worked my body hard and really deserved the sleep I got, but still.

Once upon a time I worked out pretty much every day, only taking Sunday’s off. I had a pretty solid routine: wake up, go for a run with my roommate before work, go to work til 6, go straight to the 7 o’clock class at my gym (sorry, I refuse to call it a box), go home, shower, eat dinner, bed. Repeat. That feels like an eternity ago to me now.

Mémère Soup

Obviously, I do not have a picture for this recipe. Mainly because no picture of how this soup looks will ever make it look edible. It’s green/brownish depending on what vegetables you use and overall not super appetizing looking. But I promise that it is delicious.

So I decided to do a little throwback picture to my mom, sister and I deadlifting in the pouring rain. This picture is probably close to two years old, way back when we first started Crossfit, but I think it’s awesome. And since this soup recipe came from my mom’s mom (my mémère), I thought a family lifting picture was appropriate.