brownies – a completely acceptable breakfast

This is the second time I have discussed breakfast as well as throw my mother under the bus as a sugar-pusher, but I'm going to tell my little story anyway.  I've woken up several times this past week craving something chocolaty (no big surprise there) at five in the morning.  I've been a good girl and haven't acted upon it.  I get ready for the gym and pick out my clothes for work and head out for a good cardio session. ...

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juste un petit morceau de cinéma

It was a bit drizzly out last night; perfect whether for snuggling up for a movie.  I put on Chocolat.  I've seen it a dozen of times, but the fairytale story and it is just too precious and of course as indicated by the title it includes my favorite ingredient.  For everyone who hasn't seen it, it is based in a small French town and a lovely independent wanderer and her daughter come to show them that tranquilité isn't always the...

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food is the best outside – the hopeful start of a tradition

Living in such a warm and friendly city, there are plenty of opportunities to enjoy a meal outside whether it be an entire feast or a cup of tea.  It's my hope that I try to do this more often especially as the sun continues to burn off those lingering clouds. From the start, I was having a shitty day.  The foulness of the day before had managed to run fluidly through my sleep to remind me upon waking that...

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just a little refreshment

It's Memorial Day.  Many, including myself, rejoice and give gratitude for this day away from the office, subconsciously recognizing it as the kick off to a summer, hopefully greater than the last.  San Diego is warming up despite the sing-song "May gray; June gloom" pessimism.  Stretched-out beach cruisers bump along the boardwalk and sun-kissed bodies tote boards of all varieties and sizes toward the shoreline.   Yet all these simple pleasures of dog walking, volleyball, cold beers, ripening fruit, and earning...

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just a little frozen yogurt–or a lot; we’re not judging here

I know it sounds a bit trendy--going to one of many self-serve yogurt places with fruitastic names or Utopian titles and believing that 34 cents an ounce for fro-yo is completely acceptable--but there's many reasons one could reach out for the chilly treat.  In comparison to it's denser and decadent counterpart (ice cream), one can convince his or her self that it is a nearly guilt-free delight and if one chooses the fruit flavors it actually goes toward your daily...

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