The Princess turned her attention away from the glorious feast with its mile-high dumpling towers and baskets of freshly steamed mandoo. She had eyes only for the dancers, who had entered the pavilion in troupes of twenty, wearing blue, gold, and green silk costumes from their provinces. They wore different masks as well, angry red-faces…
Pierogies (paleo, AIP)
Pierogi and pierogi sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G Sitting in a cradle of Melted fresh ghee Making pierogi babies And a dumpling confit Mr. and Mrs. Pierogi go whee They skip and they flip and they say hello to me Vaulting somersaults off the edge of the tree Landing in my tummy salty sweet and…
Cassava Gnocchi (paleo, AIP, vegan)
Gnocchi are low-key The slightest bit oak-y Not really smoky But fun to go poke-y Rustic and folk-y The slightest bit hokey They go with enoki Won’t make you get croaky Best have some before you go sing karaoke So say okie dokie And eat lots of gnocchi! (Okay I’m out. Next week: gnocchi…
Potstickers! (paleo, AIP)
The Princess rolled over on her silk bed mat, and stared again at the letter in her hand. She should have destroyed it, to be safe – but it was cryptic enough that only she and the rebels would be able to decipher the instructions. And so – even though its contents were now indelibly…
Korean Mandoo Dumplings (paleo, AIP)
When the Princess awoke the next morning, the first light of dawn was creeping into the cave, illuminating the backs of the rebels standing guard nearby. She stretched, her neck stiff from lying on hard rock. “Good morning Princess,” said the young man who had spoken to her the previous evening. “Today we will take…
