I’d never made a milkshake before tonight, but I don’t know why not because I drink smoothies all the time. The milkshake was vanilla ice cream, milk, cocoa powder, and a scoop of peanut butter.

I don’t have a super high-powered blender so it wasn’t as smooth as it could have been but turned out pretty well. Creamy, rich and cold like a good glass of milk but amped up in texture and sweetness. I guess that’s what a milkshake should be but without that tooth-gritting sweetness of a commercial one.

Much to improve upon however. Perhaps adding a syrup or more cocoa?

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Yum. Not much to say when you’ve had a shitty day. Luckily I can still taste so the toothsome, hearty cheese and bright popping tomatoes were a sublime combination when splashed with some sweet and velvety balsamic vinegar.

So boom there you go that’s all I have for today. Tomatoes and feta are great.

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Piles of breakfast toast, smothered in butter between each slice to keep them melty, is so easy but feels so extravagant served piping hot first thing in the morning.

This morning we enjoyed breakfast with family and sat around the table slathering sweet berry jam over slices of nutty, buttery, seeded bread. As the toast pile shrank and the coffee pot was emptied, the conversation grew rowdier until we all sighed in mutual satisfaction over a morning spent full of carbs and company.

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Aside from chayote squash, nothing tastes like grass without actually eating lawn clippings like a green apple. Charming that they are called “Granny Smith Apples" — it conjures up the image of a belovedly sourpuss old lady with thick glasses and an armful of award-winning apple pie. I’ve always wondered who this Granny Smith is, and why she rated top-tier apple nomenclature.

I guess if I had the position, I would also name an apple after my grandmother. A tangy, grassy, sort of sweet but sort of sharp taste. Like her good advice — firm but fair, and ages well with time. I think it’s an apt name for an apple, and one that I really enjoy. I could eat green apples any day and especially in the morning — that refreshing zing is so great with a rich cup of coffee first thing in the morning.

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Allie Jane

Allie Jane

a small, felicitous life savored daily. a food lover who happens to write — a writer who happens to love food? we’ll see.