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The 7th Annual Valentine’s Brunch

Sunday was the 7th Annual Valentine’s Brunch! And it was super fun. It involved: cheese plates, mimosas, a few fried things and even flower crowns. (They’re pretty easy to make, if you can even believe it). We all hung out and ate tons of food and drank mimosas by the pitcher.  I kinda wish I would’ve eaten more! And my friends did secret dishes and it made the clean-up so much easier. I feel so lucky…

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Savory

Make It Mini // Lunchbox Polenta Quiche (gluten-free)

Sometimes I think of life in a between-haircuts way. Like, ok, I just got my hair cut shorter and I don’t have to go back until August or September. What will be happening then?! How will things be? Will I still be painting hearts on my nails? Probably. Will I have a better lunch appetite? Will I still be wearing floral leggings like twice a week and drinking 24 oz. beers on patios and stress-texting…

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Savory

Feta, Tomato, and Bell Pepper Quiche with a Polenta Crust (gluten-free)

I’ve been trying to pay attention. To notice the moments where I feel happy and just live in them, ya know? Way back in June when I made the asparagus remix to this quiche I remember feeling super happy whisking the polenta for 10 minutes. Whisking is total zen. We’ve talked about this before, I think. But back then was a tricky time for me. I felt kinda lost and sort of unsure of what…

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Savory

Asparagus Quiche with a Polenta Crust (gluten-free)

I’m really trying to notice when I’m feeling happy and content and stuff. I’m doing my best to just take note of it, you know? Embrace it even. Whisking the hell out of this polenta for 10 whole minutes made me super happy. I was smiling and whisking and whisking and smiling. You see, I was up early getting this brunch pie together and brewing coffee. I didn’t even have music on and the windows…

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Sweet

Vanilla Brown Sugar Breakfast Polenta

It’s really snowy here in the mitten. I know it’s really snowy because it’s really high up on Elliot’s little legs. He’s not a fan of it at the moment, despite his fur coat. It’s so snowy that I switched my shoes from flats to boots on my lunch break. I had no choice! Nobody wants to snow in their shoes. So, it only makes sense to switch up my usual cold cereal for some…

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