I remember the first time I had gnocchi. I was sitting in a café in Paris in the late November light, gazing out onto the banks of the Seine, when my companion suggested we go for early dinner before the sun went down. So we flagged the waiter, paid for our café au laits, and…
Matcha, Coconut, Cocoa Truffles (paleo, vegan)
Ruffles of truffles are trundling through Bundles of goodness and brown chocolate goo Dipped and replete with zest up the wazoo Green for matcha Coconut like laksa Cocoa powder for days Raspberry dusting for glaze And supernatural carob canapes This poem is mostly gibberish Is nearly 100% frivolous But that’s what happens when you eat…
Lamb & Kidney Meat Pies (!) (paleo, AIP)
In the days before Razkook and Azkook were tamed by the scrumptious shortbread of a feisty Scottish granny, they had quite a few run-ins with wannabe princes attempting to prove their honor and save various princesses from dragon hostagedom. If the princes had actually done their homework, they would have discovered that, in fact, there…
Matcha Marshmallows (paleo)
The sounds of horse hooves echoed: ba doom ba doom. Ba doom ba doom. Like coconut shells, but a lot less funny. Thickets of wet leaves whipped past, shouts filled the burning forests, and she found herself slipping, thudding onto the hard ground, which gave way to a long, dark tunnel, the depths of which…
Deep-Fried Garlic Fritters (paleo, AIP, vegan)
“Hey Dad,” said Igor, as they floated through space. “Thanks for organizing this trip. It’s even better than our first one.” “My pleasure,” said Dad, as Igor’s little brother ran up and down the spaceship. “Wheeeeee!!!” shouted Freddie, sliding on his protruding green tummy and banging his nose against the glass. “Careful son – you…
Morning Biscuits (paleo, AIP)
Wake up to a morning sunrise Earth is turning on its core Robins pick around the garden Look for bugs and treats and raw things Flower trees seem glad to see me Feeling rested and restored Stretching aches and sleep away Getting ready for the day From downstairs the sound of parents Readying our family…
Blueberry ‘Cheese’cake Tart (paleo, AIP, vegan/dairy-free)
I’ll keep this one short A limerick say A story and rhyme that got lost on the way Or could it be A haiku perhaps Except for the rhythm which still seems to lapse And follow the flow of its bends and its turns And repeat at will until words run and churn Poems are…
Herb & Garlic Crackers (paleo, AIP)
Melvin squatted over the cheesy moon river. “Mmmmm,” he opined as he dipped his paw into the flowing yellow rivulets of cheesy goodness. “Hey,” said Marvin (aka mouse number 2). “Don’t stick your hand in there. We just got here, and the first thing you want to do is contaminate our best source of running…
Paleo-AIP Carnitas (pulled pork)
Jamie stared nervously at the pot filled with hot lard and boiling water and a 5-pound piece of pork shoulder. It was his first time making Mexican food, and he had invited Manuel, Luisa, and Beatriz over to sample it. Way to put the pressure on, he thought to himself, as he turned down the…
Crêpes with Caramel & Peach Sauce (paleo, AIP, vegan)
I still remember the trip down, what would have taken an adult less than a day ending up four with three kids. But we had fun with it, stopping at a water park and the famous Luray Caverns, staying at motels and visiting chain diners along the way. When we reached the blue-gray hills of…
Blackberry Raspberry ‘Cheese’cake (paleo, AIP, vegan)
Inga hurried through the empty gray streets, her blowsy skirt caught by an unseen gust of wind. The sun had set and in half an hour soldiers would be grabbing her by the arm and demanding her papers. She gripped a parcel close to her chest and sped over the wet cobblestones. Soon the prison blocks…
Blueberry Pancakes (paleo, AIP, vegan)
Dusty woods Campfires above the banks of the Berezina river Mosquitoes and tangles of dense undergrowth Roasting chicken, fresh-cut cucumbers and tomatoes Berries peek through in the undiscovered nation A posse of reveling campgoers descend upon them. In the northlands of the island of Ice Past sulfurous fields, tempered hot springs And a towering crater…
Wild Maine (& other) Blueberry Pie (paleo, AIP)
Elizabeth stared at the patch of familiar-looking, knee-high bushes. The tiny green leaves had captured her attention the same way noxious, three-leafed poison ivy plants did – but this was a pleasant feeling of expectation, not the dangerous start those other plants induced. There it was – a tiny shot of blue, peeking out behind…
