Today has been surprisingly restful. “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” MATTHEW 11:28 I woke up this morning and responded to some birthday messages, thankful and blessed and amazed by the love I’ve been shown by […]
A couple evenings ago, I made dinner for Johnny and I. It was a simple meal of crispy chicken thighs, steamed broccoli, and mashed potatoes for him but rice for me, as I can’t eat dairy.
I wanted to make the potatoes a la Cassie, but they ended up too soft and liquidy. Johnny still approved them, so the recipe you are getting is a scaled down version to ensure they’re the thicker, but still fluffy, soft, and buttery texture you want.
If you make these, let me know!
Velvety Mashed Potatoes
Recipe serves 1
2 Tbsp butter
2 Tbsp chopped onion
1 clove garlic, diced
1 large potato, peeled and cubed
1 cup chicken stock
salt and pepper to taste
3-4 Tbsp heavy cream
- Heat the butter over medium-high heat in medium skillet; add the onion and garlic. Cook gently for 3-5 minutes, or until onions start to turn translucent.
- Add potato chunks to the pan and cook for a few minutes, stirring occasionally.
- Add the chicken stock and salt and pepper; bring mixture to a boil. Reduce the heat and cover the pan just partly, so the sides still release some steam.
- Simmer until the potato chunks are soft and easily pricked with a fork, about 30-40 minutes.
- Place contents of saucepan in blender or food processor; add cream. Process until smooth, and no chunks remain. Season if needed, to taste.
- Serve hot with melted butter and garnished with chives.
Proverbs 11:12 “It is foolish to belittle a neighbor; a person with good sense remains silent.” Have you ever been caught in a conversation and recognize, Wow, I don’t like the way I’m speaking right now. This is not kind, nor helping anybody. The devil is pleased […]
With two years of university level English studies under my belt, I’m obviously basically a lit genius… lol, no. But I’ve learned from and gathered so much about literature studies, the truths some incredible authors tell within their works, and believe that some of these epics should be read by everyone in order to gain understanding of the way that the Truth of Jesus– Jesus Himself– is always pulling everyone. Of course, the Bible is number one.
“Songs of Innocence and Experience,” by William Blake.
“The Tyger,” by William Blake.
“Letters,” by John Keats.
“The Prelude,” by William Wordsworth.
“The Rime of the Ancient Mariner,” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.
“The Marriage of Heaven and Hell,” by William Blake.
(A daring poem that is written from Satan’s perspective)
“Lines Written Above Tintern Abbey,” by William Wordsworth.
“The Lamb,” by William Blake.
“On Another’s Sorrow,” by William Blake.
Today at work, I was having a conversation with one of my closest co-workers about how dangerously powerful others’ words can be. We talked about how many people take others words as the truth, often despite no evidence, soul-searching, etc. It made me think about […]
The music at the Boston Calling Festival that Johnny and I attended this past weekend was packed with talent and beauty. Here, my top, must-listen songs by the artists from the festival– in no particular order. Bon Iver, “Creeks.” Francis and the Lights, “Friends.” Whitney, […]
Food rules stopped ruling my life.
If you are in a similar position to what I was for many years, you have stumbled upon this post in a desperate search for a “reason” to recover, and peace about your worries. In that case, be sure to read this blog post first. The only peace that could ever satisfy my worries was “humbling myself under the care of my Lord” (1 PETER 5:6).
The devil had certainly lied to me, planting distractions about what “would surely happen” if I wasn’t aligned to food rules, and the untruth in these lies is not what is my focus at all, but their untruth serves as a testimony to the destruction of idolizing food rules, or anything that distracts from Jesus.
From head to toe…
My hair stopped falling out. It used to fall out in clumps, but is now healthier and stronger than ever.
My brain cleared up. I used to have a minute attention span, and struggle to listen attentively because I was so undernourished and my brain just thought about food. Now, food is the last thing on my mind unless I’m hungry or creating a recipe– and then, it’s “on my mind” in a totally different way.
Since you died with Christ to the elemental spiritual forces of this world, why, as though you still belonged to the world, do you submit to its rules: “Do not handle! Do not taste! Do not touch!”? These rules, which have to do with things that are all destined to perish with use, are based on merely human commands and teachings. Such regulations indeed have an appearance of wisdom, with their self-imposed worship, their false humility and their harsh treatment of the body, but they lack any value in restraining sensual indulgence. COLOSSIANS 2:20-23
My skin is healthier. My skin used to look greenish in colour, all around unhealthy, and there is now colour in my face.
I maintain my weight without thinking about it. What is “weight?” Our bodies are so incredible because they were designed for God, as His temples, and they need to be nourished to work for Him, to be fueled. My body does not by default want to store tons of fat or be bigger than it was created to be, but I just don’t think about this anymore. I trust God with my body, not for my sake, but for His.
I don’t get bloated 24/7. Maybe TMI, but the skewed food rules I thought were so intelligent used to often make me bloated and uncomfortable– probably because I was consuming an unhealthy amount of raw vegetables constantly. Simply drinking when I’m thirsty; eating when I’m hungry; I notice the incredible change in my body without that being the focus whatsoever.
I have energy! I teach dance in a newly energetic way; I love moving because it is so amazing to not be dizzy; I have energy to laugh and engage and run. Hiking with Daniella last week has been a highlight of that energy used for God’s glory.
My legs are stronger. There was a time that my knees buckled when I stood up. I don’t like thinking back on that time of allowing the devil to convince me weakness was a strength, but I know now that God calls me to strength for His plans.
Cooking and Eating are Totally Different– So That They are Not the Focus. I still smile when I spoon peanut butter out of the jar without levelling it off in a measuring spoon first, or enjoy my mo’ms dinners without asking how much oil went into her pans, or accept samples from store vendors and partake in coffee tastings at work.
My life is His. I don’t cancel plans because I’m afraid food will be involved. I don’t refuse food at gatherings only to think and plan what I will be eating instead later. What pride and how sad this makes me. If you are reading this and relating to the ill mannered thoughts and ways, I pray that the Lord would open your eyes and that you would receive His Truth in this matter as He sees fit.
Being a blogger has taught me a lot. Or, I should say, other bloggers, and God, have used this practice to teach me a lot. I entered the field with a plan in mind that in many ways simply fulfilled a rather arbitrary purpose in […]