Archives for the month of: December, 2010

I’m a greens gal.  Every kind of greens.  Except brussel sprouts.  They smell funky.

I adapted this dish from Giada De Laurentis from It was my favorite dish at Thanksgiving.  Greens.  Go figure. I only made the turkey for DH.  And somehow my sister failed to get a picture of the turkey.  But I digress.

This is a very quick recipe. No needs to be a perky quasi-Cali/Italian gal with a perky chest to pull it off.  It will become my new go-to greens standard.  I would recommend trying it with some fresh parmesan-reggiano from The Merch.



It's easy being green when you're dee-licious


Kale and Green Beans with Parmesan

1 Tbl olive oil
1 onion, diced
8 oz cremini mushrooms, sliced
2 lbs green beans, cut into 1 inch pieces
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground black pepper
1/4 white wine or white wine vinegar
1/2 Tbl curshed red pepper flakes

2 bunches of kale, washed and stemmed
fresh juice of 1/2 lemon
Grated Parmesan
Warm the olive oil in a large skillet.  Add onions and cook until translucent.  Add mushrooms, green beans, salt, and pepper.  Cook for 2-3 mins, then add white wine and cook until green beans are tender.  Add kale and red pepper, cook down until kale is wilted.  (I always have to add the kale a bit at a time, b/c I always buy too much kale.  It’s a sickness).

Once everything has cooked down, add the lemon juice.  Transfer to a serving dish and grate fresh parmesan cheese over the greens.  You will be happy.   If not, bring me the leftovers.



After a very long fall, vacation in St. Lucia, Thanksgiving, and an evening with Lynne Rosetto Kasper, I am officially five pounds over my maintenance weight.  Which is five pounds over my goal weight.    Blech.

I’m not sure how that’s happened with the miles that I’ve logged on the treadmill this fall, but I guess I’ve gotta deal.  Dieting around Christmas sucks.  Dieting sucks period.  Guess DH is going on a diet too if he wants to eat what I”m cooking.

Here’s to hoping I can stay motivated instead of drowning my sorrows in wine each night.  I’m going to have to find something to do with myself in the evenings to stay distracted.  (And stop scheduling meetings before 9 so I can get the gym in the morning). 

If I’m cranky when you call, you know why.  Rawr.