I’ve always been a huge fan of the Cobb salad, probably because it’s one of the furthest things from a salad in the first place. Dump a little ranch on there and you might as well eat a burger, fries, and a coke. The bleu cheese, chicken, and bacon make for a seriously caloric meal. But it turns out the Cobb doesn’t have to be fatty at all.
Photo: Vegan Feast Catering
The idea of ingesting arsenic in the food supply is a scary phenomenon, especially in a seemingly healthy food like rice. It got even more heated when brown rice syrup, a staple sweetener known as a healthier alternative to high fructose corn syrup, turned out to be the culprit.
Photo: archer10 (Dennis)
Rationally, you know that in a downed economy quitting your job is about the stupidest thing you can do. You’re a writer and you’ve hardly been published plus it’s hard to make a buck writing. But somehow you know you’ll be fine, in fact more than fine, so you quit your nine-to-five job and start writing. And in fact, years later you’re feeling quite confident in your career choice, just as you intuitively knew you would.
I was home in Charlottesville at a reunion of sorts with my best friends from the 8th grade. It’s pretty impressive that I still keep in contact with friends, some of which I’ve known since the 2nd grade. The joys of a small town I guess. Anywho, I brought these quinoa-stuffed tomatoes as a vegan option for a spread that turned out to be a lot more plant-based than I expected. Cheers to my plant-lovin’ friends.
The weekends always call for a splurge and that’s even true of people that don’t have Monday through Friday jobs. I’m not sure who came up with the idea of weekends, but no matter your place in life or where you live for that matter, they’re usually celebratory to some degree.