Why spend a bunch of money at the store on granola when you can easily make it cheaper and way more delicious yourself at home! I have also included a raw alternative in the instructions at the bottom for all you RAW folks out there who wanna try making this in the dehydrator. Also, feel free to play around with the spices, nuts and dried fruits, tailoring it to your liking or whatever you have in your kitchen.
Oh, and this makes a wonderful homemade gift filled to the brim in a lovely glass airtight container… just sayin’… :)
This is one of those classic Italian cakes, which is a must try when your on your first Italian traveling adventure, like I was this past summer. I loved it so much, I thought I needed to try a “G” version. You know, gluten-free and animal product free, without loosing any of the moist goodness found in the original. Now, I love the challenge of transforming classic recipes, but I gotta be honest, I was a little skeptical about how this one would turn out. That is why I am surprisingly delighted to report this one not only workout, it was really really good, so moist and delicious.
I don’t think I know a single person who doesn’t love chocolate. Do you? The only thing better than a really good organic dark chocolate bar, would have to be a dessert created with a really good organic dark chocolate bar! Am I right or what?
That is what I have created here. I took a few of my favorite ingredients (almonds, chocolate, dates, oranges) and combined them to create, little bite size pieces of heaven in a dessert. You get a little sweetness from the dates, crunch from the almonds and mmmness from the chocolate. Not to mention the un-expected hint of orange, cinnamon and nutmeg. This one is definitely monkie approved!
I know what you are thinking…WHERE THE F HAVE YOU BEEN!!? I signed up for Bite This and have been waiting each day for my daily GreenChef inspirations!! Well, we’ve only been a week off…kinda :) At any rate, I wanted to keep you all in the loop of what has and is going on in my life. Our life actually… I shall explain…
As some of you may or may not know, I have gone through a majorly unexpected life change over these past 10 months. I filled for divorce, travelled from west to east, had an amazing foodie pilgrimage in Italy, VERY unexpectedly stumbled upon love with a certain Monkie who lived in the desert which then took me there and now, months later, we have settled in beautiful Brooklyn. Together. With our doggie Basil. Very happy. Some of you have come along this journey with me…reading my Italian blogs and now, Bite This…and I wanted to take this time to say thank you for reading and for your wonderful comments. They have meant soooo very much to me.
And so, my life has shifted yet again from when I decided to start Bite This. I was in a state of transition and my only real focus was on nourishing my mind, body and soul with love and yummy food. I tend to do that. Cook a lot during those times. But now, I am in a completely different space. Literally! My point is that, with each passing day, my plate is getting fuller and fuller (yes, pun intended!) and the freedom that I used to have to write, to cook, to shoot a daily blog has changed. So I am here to let you all know that, the once ‘daily’ Bite This, will now become a weekly. This is my goal.
I would also like to change the way Bite This had originally started. I wanna put the word out to all you fabulous G peeps to say I want to Bite You! Ahem. I mean, I wanna be the facilitator in sharing your simple homemade recipes, local cafes/restaurants in your hood, organic products, farmers, stores, markets, basically anyone or anything that is conscious, sustainable, yummy, organic, local, healthy, fun, stylish, in other words “G” approved. Soooo submit your stuff to us and if we like it we will feature your post on Bite This each week!!
Oh and I guess this a good time to mention that the love I speak about just happens to be the Monkie who, not only has been taking all those wonderful food photographs for Bite This, he also happens to have started G Living as well…yes, I am talking about V Blak… I say this cause I got the inside scoop as to his likes and dislikes and so all I’m gonna say (in regards to your submissions) is that your pics have to look as slick as all those pretty pics on G living. If they don’t, no matter how fab it is, you ain’t gonna make the cut. What can I say, he’s a very visual guy….
Thanks again for reading and I look forward to seeing what you like to Bite…!
Sunny California is feeling like a distant memory as we settle into our new home, here in sunny rainy windy and oh yes, chilly Brooklyn. I am loving it here though. However, spring has definitely not sprung so I have been rocking out with a bunch of warming soups and this Curry Split Pea Soup has been one of the favorites. If you want extra heat, add a dollop of spicy sun-dried tomato spread on top of you greens. I served it this way to my BF. His mouth is still on fire. Sorry monkie, but the touch of red looks so pretty in your picture…. :)
I think it’s about time we pour something warm down our throats, it’s freakin cold outside. Yes, I know what you RAW folks are sayin’…“you are heating the almond milk and so this ain’t RAW gurrrl!”…well, yes, BUT you are just heating the milk a wee bit in order to infuse the flavors and everything else is raw so…it’s all about balance…right… :)
I am in Cali, where the farmers market is booming with an abundant variety of amazing tomatoes. And, because of that, I always always seem to buy more than I can eat cause they all look so beautiful!!! So, if I don’t eat my luscious ripe tomatoes right away, I put them in the fridge to stay fresh but…ummmm…note to self: don’t forget about them!!! Huh. I know. My beautiful boxes of ripe golden red cherry tomatoes got pushed to the back of the fridge where I couldn’t see them clearly. Oh and I also found a bag of hot red chili’s from the farmer market too…hmmm….what to make…what to make…ohhhh, I know… a spicy Arrabiata Pasta sauce!!!!
Since coming back to the states from my Italian food adventures, I have been completely inspired to cook many incredible Italian dishes I experienced. Ahem…let me be specific…my newfound love for PASTA!!! Whole grain pasta, that is. I made the homemade pasta we learned at The Awaiting Table cooking school but it didn’t come out as perfectly as it did when we made it there, in Italy. Maybe it has something to do the all those wonderful minerals in the water…who knows…hopefully one of these days I will perfect it. It’s not that mine tasted bad, it’s just that it came out a bit thicker and chewier…in the meantime I am joyfully exploring the world of organic dry Italian pasta. Right now, I’m diggin’ Rustichella d’Abruzzo rigate di farro. It’s made from 100% farro flour, which is an unhybridized form of wheat that closely resembles spelt so any of you wheat sensitive peeps should find this ancient grain A-OK.
It’s a glorious end of summer kind of day with that wee bit of crispness of Fall in the gentle breeze, perfecto for an outdoor Italian pasta lunch! Yes, I was thinking the same thing; a special “friend” and some Italian wine is a must too! Either way, enjoy yaself!!! Ciao ciao….
About the photos, I know… I should have taken photos before we started eating. Next time I promise.
I need a badass raw Valentine’s Day tart and I need it pronto. I looked around in thee ole cabinets for some nuts and I am sad to say, I was out of luck. Then I remembered, I froze some of the left over almond pulp from the nut milk I made last week. Yeah, thats it, I can defrosted the almond pulp and try it out for the crust.
And now, I am very very happy to report that it worked out perfectly! Of course, if you have some fresh pulp, you can use that or you could sub straight up finely ground nuts too. The only difference you might notice is the consistency of the crust. The pulp is lighter and I would say fluffier than straight raw nuts.
Oh and the filling…. As I said, I didn’t have any nuts but then again I didn’t have hours to spend soaking them either, so I thought, nut butter to the rescue! I wanted a rich, thick pudding in minutes and YUM, I got that and more!
Happy Valentines everyone! I hope your getting your fill of love “bites” on this special day! :)
So, this is what happened. I am in Roma right now and, being that I am a foodie, I was taken to a hidden Italian slow food restaurant last night for a 9:30pm dinner. Which meant that we didn’t really eat until 10:30pm, much much later than I normally eat. But I was fine with it. I mean shit. I am in Roma for f-sake!
We started with a salted cod capriccio with black truffles and red onion dressed with lemon and amazing olive oil. Then we went on to have fried zucchini flowers and olives, then we split an order of anchovy, raisin, pine nut homemade tagliatelle pasta and then I ordered an onion flan and he had the rabbit.
Oh yes and washed it all down with a lovely crisp bottle of white wine. Oh and I forgot to mention the traditional Italian aperitivo we started off the evening with, at a bar overlooking the coliseum no less. I forgot what the aperitivio was called but it was a mix of campari, sweet vermouth and sparkling white wine. Bitter and very very strong. Definitely woke my jet-lagged ass right up! Anyway we ate and drank and all was delish and merry. Oh and very salty. A bit too salty but f-it I am in Roma remember.
What is my point at painting the picture of my eating and drinking…well first it’s fun and if you are anything like me I like to have a visual…but my main point is…I went to bed with a full belly and a warm fuzzy wine haze. Which, not only affected my not so sound sleep but I woke up feeling not rested and very salty. Puffy to be exact.
It’s my last night here in Roma before I take to the train. Time just seems to go by smoothly here. There is a flow that has effortlessly slipped into my Roma life. Well, in my life in general but I am here now so…
Tomorrow, I am off to the town of Lecce, to attend, hopefully an amazing week long authentic Italian cooking school. Which happens to be in the Region of Puglia, right along the Adriatic Sea. Damn. I can’t believe this is my life. I have always been envious of those brave people taking trips like this, alone. And then, boom, here I am, doing it. Wow, how quickly your life can change if you choose to change it. Magic starts to sprinkle in and you suddenly find yourself in Italy. In ROMA!
This is also my first night without plans and I am hungry. A familiar loneliness crept in to my mind but thankfully quickly left. Aria, I said to myself, you are in Roma, get over yourself. No time to get depressed. No need to wallow. Get your ass up and out and explore the streets. Stumble upon a cute little café for dinner and embrace life. This moment. As is it is. Cause, remember the last post? I am here now. And it is perfect. And if it wasn’t, well, then, it would be different, right?
So I go walking, feeling the gentle warm breeze guiding me along the cobblestone street and the fresh Roman blisters on the bottom of my feet growing with each stride. It’s already 8:30pm and I seem to be falling right into the late dinner schedule here perfectly too. What do I want…hmmmm…a nice big crisp salad. Greens. Dark. Bitter greens. Simply, that is all I want.