One time I was a jalapeño burn-victim. An jalapeño burn-victim? I guess we’ll never know. Moving on, this came about from mincing around one dozen jalapeños. When I noticed my hands were on fire, my partner ran to the store to grab milk so I could soak my hands. Still burning. He ran back to the store to grab rubbing alcohol because we read it helped. Nothing. He ran back to the store to grab vaseline. Hands still engulfed in flames. The only thing that gave me a bit relief was plunging my hands into a bowl of ice water. However, as soon as the ice started to melt, the burning would flare up again. I would start to fall asleep with my hands in the bowl, the ice would melt, and the pain would jolt me awake. We replenished the bowl with ice and repeated this process for a long and torturous TEN HOURS. Continue reading The Ultimate Meat Chili (Low Carb)
I’m a bit of a daydreamer. It’s what gets me through the week sometimes.
A recurring daydream of mine is that I own and run a mom and pop cafe. Something similar to a place in Victoria called Hot and Cold Cafe. A point of reference for my Ottawa friends would be The Wild Oat; for my Toronto St. Clair West friends, Baker & Scone. Small menus, few tables, creative and ever-changing recipes. Baked goods, hot soups, maybe salads, probably sandwiches. Everything would be relatively low in carbs. I could market it as gluten-free, vegetarian-friendly, and low-glycemic for diabetics. Continue reading Fall Harvest Beef Stew (Low Carb)
I quit my job last week.
I realized a change needed to happen when I was eating my dinner between sobs on my 30 minute break and asking my boyfriend for reassurance in my other skills. Continue reading Beef Pho (Low Carb)