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Golden Quinoa Muffins

22 Mar

I have a couple bags of quinoa in the cabinet, and I never know what to do with the stuff. I’ve made quinoa with mushrooms, sweet potatoes, and kale and it was really good, but I really wasn’t in the mood for that. So I was looking at the package and noticed a recipe for these muffins. Since I had most of the ingredients and for the rest I had reasonable facsimiles, I decided to try them out.

These muffins are not too sweet, so once you get over the initial surprise of that, they are quite tasty. Max liked them, but Jasper was a little iffy. So maybe the preschooler set isn’t the right demographic for these, but an older kid or a grownup will enjoy them.

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Frijoles de la Olla

3 Oct

I decided to take it easy this time around.  Normally, I try to figure out what I’m going to make for my new post ahead of time, but I couldn’t think of anything… actually I knew what I wanted to make and I thought it might be too simple – but sometimes, that’s all you need.  Today, for the first time I made frijoles de la olla, beans from a pot.  I had been craving this dish since Autumn rolled around + I have not had it since I moved to Columbus, so I was due.

This dish is very easy to make and its so delicious, it’s just pinto beans in its broth along with garnishes, if you’re into that.  Since we have started this blog, I have been talking to my mom more and more about food and how she makes things.  It’s kind of hard to pin point her recipes because she has been cooking for so long; she doesn’t really measure anything, she knows it by heart, by smell, by taste and I love that.  That has been my favorite part about cooking and learning how to make the things that my mom would make my brother and I growing up.  As I was sorting through the beans a very distant memory crawled back up to surface, I had not cleaned/sorted beans since I was a kid.  I remember I used to love helping my mom and my Nana do this.  We would look for and remove little rocks, dirt or beans that were shriveled up and broken, “lipiando el frijol” (cleaning the beans) .  It brought a smile to my face because I could picture my mom and my Nana’s hands doing the same thing that I was doing now.

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