<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:01:33.046-07:00</updated><category term='exercise'/><category term='desserts'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='books'/><category term='sauces and dressings'/><category term='eating out'/><category term='Fruits and veggies'/><category term='tofu'/><category term='photos'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='health tips'/><category term='giving back'/><category term='intuitive eating'/><category term='quick meals'/><category term='body image'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='veganizing'/><category term='grains'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='baking'/><category term='almond milk'/><category term='writing'/><category term='musings'/><category term='nuts'/><category term='main course'/><category term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>The Very Hungry Kellapillar</title><subtitle type='html'>My Pursuit of Good Food and Good Body Image</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-1867700527953371563</id><published>2010-08-27T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T20:40:17.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New and improved!</title><content type='html'>Remember a few weeks ago, I promised I'd be back with a better blog after things calmed down? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've sorted things out a bit and I've started a new blog called Handprint Soul, which is about all-around, inside and out self-improvement. All the awesomeness (ha ha) of The Very Hungry Kellapillar with a lot more substance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit me at &lt;a href="http://handprintsoul.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://handprintsoul.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McKella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-1867700527953371563?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1867700527953371563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-and-improved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1867700527953371563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1867700527953371563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-and-improved.html' title='New and improved!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-6739648342682740595</id><published>2010-08-05T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:26:19.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All quiet on the blogging front</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody, I know things in the blog have been quiet lately and I hate to leave you hanging. I've got a lot going on right now (moving, new job, etc.) and I'm taking some time to write and think and figure out what the heck I'm doing with blogging. I admit I kind of jumped into blogging without knowing the first thing about it. I feeling like I've been putting everything out half-baked, and I feel lousy for not being diligent with my posting and creating quality content. I'll be back once I get reoriented. &lt;div&gt;I'll still be floating around reading and commenting on your blogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-6739648342682740595?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6739648342682740595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-quiet-on-blogging-front.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6739648342682740595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6739648342682740595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-quiet-on-blogging-front.html' title='All quiet on the blogging front'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-2478400225606032245</id><published>2010-07-07T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:55:06.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>I can honestly say this has probably been the most stressful three weeks of my life. That includes getting married, starting new jobs, and my senior year of high school, which until now has taken the crown. &lt;div&gt;Have you ever made plans? Have they ever been blown to pieces? This happens to me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned on using my technical theater scholarships for a different school and going in to set design. I ended up choosing a different school to study art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned on being an artist, then I changed my major to my first love, Creative Writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned on going away to school, graduating, then teaching English in an orphanage in Romania. Instead, I married my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I've learned anything from this, it's that I can plan all I want but life is going to happen anyway, and it rarely goes according to plan. This happens to everybody. Since graduating college, I've applied for a few different jobs and came very close to accepting one in a foreign country. I've always planned on traveling, but this just didn't feel right somehow. It would have been an adventure, but you know that naggy feeling in your gut that you want to write off as nerves, but deep down you know it's something else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stress, stress, stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, another great job opportunity presented itself. Thank goodness, because I realized I'd been looking for an excuse to get out of the other job since I applied. So now, I get to move out of my creepy apartment and live for free as a nanny to my six cousins while Sam finishes his animation degree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's see how this plan changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-2478400225606032245?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2478400225606032245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/07/plans.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/2478400225606032245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/2478400225606032245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/07/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3126833043942201295</id><published>2010-06-17T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:23:43.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almond milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuts'/><title type='text'>Homemade Almond Milk and Birthday Frivolities.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long week, folks. I actually started this post the day after my birthday because I was being so organized and responsible, but then a massive windstorm knocked out our power for most the day and I haven't touched it since.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, as promised, this is how you make almond milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, soak some raw almonds for a few hours then drain, rinse, and pick off any skins that came off. I usually do about a half cup at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dump the almonds and fresh, filtered almonds in a blender. You want a ratio of four parts water to one part almonds. I use one-half cup of almonds and two cups of water. If you want vanilla almond milk, add a couple dates and a few drops of vanilla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blend for a minute or so until the mixture is white and fairly smooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have a nut milk bag, like this nifty won I snagged in a giveaway at &lt;a href="http://almostvegankc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Almost Vegan&lt;/a&gt;, this will be easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhWNv4N7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/BU14JVDF23U/s1600/stuff+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhWNv4N7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/BU14JVDF23U/s400/stuff+046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483943268040849330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not, use a clean, thin, undyed cloth. I've heard of people using panty hose, but before the nut milk bag arrived I just used unbleached cloth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open up the bag and push some of it into a jar or other container and wrap the rest around the jar, using the drawstring to tighten it. If you're using a cloth, push some of it inside the jar so there's a well and secure the cloth around the mouth of the container with a rubber band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhVfCJhEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ST6CA4Age4M/s1600/stuff+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhVfCJhEI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ST6CA4Age4M/s400/stuff+047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483943255501014082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that is a reused peanut butter jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly pour in the almond milk. Let it sit for an hour or two. I usually screw the lid on the jar, bag and all, and stick it in the fridge. You don't have to strain the milk of course, but I prefer it strained because it's much smoother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhU4Go8GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4diu8dcIe3w/s1600/stuff+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhU4Go8GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4diu8dcIe3w/s400/stuff+049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483943245050867810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all the liquid is in the bottom of the jar, pull the bag or cloth out and keep the pulp. You can dehydrate this into raw crackers or dehydrate and blend it into almond meal. Get creative with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this stuff. Use it in a raw nut pate, in fudge babies, etc. Does anyone have and good ideas for using up almond pulp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhUdtIuZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/z2TNAlq99AQ/s1600/stuff+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhUdtIuZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/z2TNAlq99AQ/s400/stuff+050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483943237964577170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This stuff doesn't keep as long as commercial almond milk, a few days usually. Also, you'll need to shake it up before using because it will settle. I might try using an emulsifier someday, but for now I'm happy to give it a little shake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhTgzpv8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/W67JwGcEbQA/s1600/stuff+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhTgzpv8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/W67JwGcEbQA/s400/stuff+053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483943221617344450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize for the ugly pic. I have very few photogenic surfaces in my apartment, and virtually no natural light. No bueno for picture taking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almond milk can be substituted for cow's milk in virtually every case, but I don't really like drinking it straight, especially the homemade stuff. It's wonderful for cooking, baking, smoothies, oats and smoothies though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I had a great birthday. We ate at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Cafe Sabor in Logan, Utah. I had the shrimp enchiladas, which I'd never had before. Amazing, and something pretty simple to recreate at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBriywE0dhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZpEAH7LOmR4/s1600/stuff+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBriywE0dhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ZpEAH7LOmR4/s400/stuff+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483944857803453970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only ate about half, but it was sooo good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we stopped by a park where we took some wedding pictures (over two years ago!) and Sam let me feed the rest of his tortillas to the duckies. That's love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjOGoPGMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z6t9stQ7C7s/s1600/stuff+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjOGoPGMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Z6t9stQ7C7s/s400/stuff+036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483945327714048194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjNvAIVII/AAAAAAAAAQk/qqncZJZj-9A/s1600/stuff+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjNvAIVII/AAAAAAAAAQk/qqncZJZj-9A/s400/stuff+033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483945321371817090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The B &amp;amp; B was wonderful, as usual. We actually got locked out on one of the balconies and Sam had to climb onto another one to get inside to rescue me! Neither of the balconies was attached to a private room by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go to another park on my actual birthday, but it was raining like crazy, so we bummed around Logan for a few hours. We did a little shopping and Sam bought me my first-ever real bottle of perfume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjnvZtIhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UNkJLtSm5Lo/s1600/stuff+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrjnvZtIhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UNkJLtSm5Lo/s400/stuff+058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483945768155685394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clinique Happy :) He says it suits me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my nerdiness reared it's bespeckled head and we hit Borders, because Ogden is hopelessly devoid of good bookstores. I picked four cookbooks off the bargain rack right away, and a cheap copy of Strunk and White's &lt;i&gt;The Elements of Style&lt;/i&gt;, a must for every writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why the bargain rack is always full of cookbooks. Sam says it's because everything one could ever want to cook is on the internet, but I love browsing through cookbooks to find things I never would have dreamed of making, things I didn't know existed. Do you still use cookbooks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkCNbGZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-5gpV6otgug/s1600/stuff+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkCNbGZZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-5gpV6otgug/s400/stuff+054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483946222891197842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what the light in my apartment looks like. Yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped by Firehouse Pizzeria for lunch and I ordered a personal chicken and artichoke. Looked yummy, but sadly disappointing. I wished the toppings were chunkier.  I ate half, and it actually tasted better the next day reheated in the microwave. Some stuff is just weird like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkDbXdN8I/AAAAAAAAARM/03k5HHrDjGw/s1600/stuff+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkDbXdN8I/AAAAAAAAARM/03k5HHrDjGw/s400/stuff+040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483946243813881794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I decided I wanted cheesecake, so I ordered the turtle cheesecake, which came out looking pretty, but overall disappointing. It wasn't bad at all. In fact, I finished the whole piece. That's the problem though. I like my cheesecake to be &lt;i&gt;rich. &lt;/i&gt;My general rule is that if I can finish a whole piece, it's not rich enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkCjHMDSI/AAAAAAAAARE/0QPJ8jNkVdA/s1600/stuff+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrkCjHMDSI/AAAAAAAAARE/0QPJ8jNkVdA/s400/stuff+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483946228713262370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove home in a downpour and wrapped up the night with a cuddle and &lt;i&gt;Julie and Julia. &lt;/i&gt;We loved the first half when it was all lighthearted and fun, but then stuff started getting sour and it just wasn't what we wanted. Overall disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, disappointed three times in one post. Am I just too hard to please? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I didn't feel guilty about a thing, even though I haven't exercised much or eaten very healthfully since. I just feel kind of yucky, but not guilty at all. This is progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, great B-Day. I like being 22 so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3126833043942201295?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3126833043942201295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/homemade-almond-milk-and-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3126833043942201295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3126833043942201295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/homemade-almond-milk-and-birthday.html' title='Homemade Almond Milk and Birthday Frivolities.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TBrhWNv4N7I/AAAAAAAAAPs/BU14JVDF23U/s72-c/stuff+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4591596401797803971</id><published>2010-06-10T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:36:22.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intuitive eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Hungry, Intuitive Eating Goals, and Birthday Surprises!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.melissacwalker.com/blog/hungry_crystal_renn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 535px;" src="http://www.melissacwalker.com/blog/hungry_crystal_renn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite ways to deal with body image issues and stay in a healthy mindset is reading, and I found a gem.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hungry-Appetite-Ambition-Ultimate-Embrace/dp/B003IWYG02/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1276188432&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Hungry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is the story of Crystal Renn, today's leading plus-size model and in my opinion, one of the most gorgeous women on the planet. She tells about her struggle with anorexia and exercise bulimia as a struggling young model while offering an honest, insider's view  on the fashion industry.  When her agency gave her the boot for being too fat, she decided to stop living off steamed veggies and exercising up to eight hours a day. She stopped fighting her body and surprise, her career took off and she found love. I love this because it debunks the false notion that one's life will be so much better "when I lose weight.." Today, she's a healthy size 12 and works much the same way as straight sized models, in dramatic, "editorial" photographs and runway shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think every woman should read this, especially if you struggle with body image. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of body image, something happened to me yesterday that hasn't happened in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a "fat day".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fat days used to be every day for me, but working with intuitive eating and body acceptance, I've learned that "fat" isn't an emotion, and I know myself well enough to know that when I feel "fat", something else is bothering me, usually a feeling a general inadequacy from a lifetime of self-esteem issues. When this happens, I try to take a step back and reevaluate a few things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I notice the diet mentality sneaking back in and I use IE as a weight loss tool. This isn't what IE  is about. The goal here is not to lose weight, although that may be a side effect, but to create a healthy relationship with food and our bodies. Here's what I usually do when a "fat day" attacks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise only if I feel like it, and only if I enjoy it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit with the emotion for awhile, journal about it so I can get everything out and organize my thoughts. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear something flattering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give into a little emotional eating sometimes, so I can really understand that dieting will never again be part of my life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not feel guilty for anything I eat or any exercise I don't do. I still struggle with this sometimes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a funny movie. Laugher can fix anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do this until I feel better. My "recovery" periods are getting shorter, so I count that as progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note, tomorrow is my birthday, and Sam worked some extra hours so we could spent the night at my favorite bed and breakfast, and he even booked the Bridal Suite, which is where we stayed on part of our honeymoon! I'm so excited and I'm trying to decide which restaurant I want to hit tonight...so many good ones. I'll try to remember to take pics of whatever amazing thing I eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whatever we end up eating in the next 24 hours, I won't let any nasty diet thinking ruin it. Delicious meals are triggering for me sometimes, so instead of getting on a bunch of restaurant websites and thinking of how I'm going to balance the calories in this meal, I'll do this instead: (sorry, I love lists)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick whichever restaurant sounds best tonight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Order whatever the hell I want (whatever sounds best to my body and tastebuds)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taste every single bite that goes into my mouth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not feel obligated to eat anything  I don't like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try to stop  when I'm full and satisfied (this doesn't always happen, but I won't beat myself up if I eat past full.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;enjoy time with Sam on our little getaway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for a lesson in making homemade almond milk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4591596401797803971?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4591596401797803971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/hungry-intuitive-eating-goals-and.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4591596401797803971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4591596401797803971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/hungry-intuitive-eating-goals-and.html' title='Hungry, Intuitive Eating Goals, and Birthday Surprises!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8918753009404000711</id><published>2010-06-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:34:22.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy up the Girl</title><content type='html'>Great album by The Goo Goo Dolls, take a listen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My body is doing something weird, and I have no idea what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuing with the dizzy theme, I woke up Thursday morning feeling like I'd been hit by a truck because I was really groggy and my limbs felt super heavy. I ate a good breakie and went for a  walk because that usually straightens out whatever ailments I wake up with, but it just made it worse and when I got home, I got so dizzy that I actually fell over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling better, not so foggy but still crazy dizzy all the time and...how do I explain this feeling...like my torso is full of cement. I haven't felt hungry but I've been eating regularly because no food is not good for dizziness. Yesterday afternoon, I even felt stomach cramps but they went away after a quick swim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I'm fighting off a bug or if I ate something that didn't like me, but I'm kinda blaming the heat and maybe eating when I didn't actually feel hungry. I ate because I figured I needed food, but maybe I really didn't need food and I just made it worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling "off" is often more annoying than being sick, because it feels like you're teetering on the edge of sick and you're just like "Ok body, make up your mind. Either get better or just get sick so we can lay in bed all day watching Supernatural reruns."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally random post that you probably don't care about, but has anyone had this? Sounds kind of like menopause, but I'm only 21. (22 on Friday!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the rest of your weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8918753009404000711?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8918753009404000711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/dizzy-up-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8918753009404000711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8918753009404000711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/dizzy-up-girl.html' title='Dizzy up the Girl'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3297245668243842555</id><published>2010-06-03T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:45:04.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Vegan Strawberry Shortcake-in-a-Bowl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Perfect Storm: $1 pints of strawberries, too-sweet vanilla almond milk (Silk brand, seriously it's like melted ice cream) and laziness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAe7nQ7gmRI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGi_jqBO4Ao/s1600/stuff+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAe7nQ7gmRI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGi_jqBO4Ao/s400/stuff+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478553754953357586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, I give you, the Cake-in-a-Bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever seen these things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.trb.com/features/consumer/shopping/blog/miniwarmdelights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogs.trb.com/features/consumer/shopping/blog/miniwarmdelights.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me tell you, they're divine, but pretty expensive and not the healthiest things in the world. I love the convenience and the small serving size though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A while back, I found a recipe for single-serving brownies you're supposed to bake in a single muffin cup, but I thought it was dumb to only use one cup of an entire muffin tray, so I ditched that idea. Then I remembered the Warm Delights and I decided to nuke them in a bowl instead and it came out beautifully! (PS,  I can't remember where I found this recipe, but if you've seen it, let me know so I can give credit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why just chocolate? (of course, I could easily live with just chocolate, but c'mon, let's branch out a little)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I changed the recipe to make vanilla cake, added the strawberries and made "whipped cream" with the too-sweet almond milk, and I had cheap, lazy, and even &lt;i&gt;healthy&lt;/i&gt; strawberry shortcake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok McKella, quit yammering and give us the recipe already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strawberry Shortcake-in-a-Bowl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 T whole wheat pastry flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T granulated sweetener like sucanat or brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T agave or maple syrup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T applesauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 t non-dairy milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 t baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 t vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix in a microwave-safe bowl and nuke for 30-60 seconds or until fluffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add sliced strawberries and whipped cream or &lt;a href="http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2008/12/17/out-of-one-many/"&gt;Chocolate-Covered Katie's Agar Pudding&lt;/a&gt;, which is great stuff, and the perfect way to use up that Silk Vanilla Almond milk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can chill this or eat it warm like I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAe-eIFjZDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2a-Gsakp2TA/s1600/stuff+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAe-eIFjZDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2a-Gsakp2TA/s400/stuff+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478556896495625266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Please excuse my lame photography. I'm still figuring out what all the stupid buttons on my lousy camera do.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really liking this idea, so expect to see more Cake-in-a-Bowl creations in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ideas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinnamon cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrot cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red velvet cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coconut Cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know if you have other ideas! The funny thing is, I'm usually not a cake person, but these are so fun to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3297245668243842555?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3297245668243842555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/vegan-strawberry-shortcake-in-bowl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3297245668243842555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3297245668243842555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/vegan-strawberry-shortcake-in-bowl.html' title='Vegan Strawberry Shortcake-in-a-Bowl!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAe7nQ7gmRI/AAAAAAAAANs/CGi_jqBO4Ao/s72-c/stuff+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-9034001679108601680</id><published>2010-06-01T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:59:29.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intuitive eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>A cute breakfast and thoughts about protein.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This morning, Sam decided to make "Bull's Eye Toast" for breakfast. Usually, he just cuts a circle out of the bread for the egg, but he found one my gingerbread man cookie cutters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVX7CWcFoI/AAAAAAAAANk/F_4yuwjtJr0/s1600/stuff+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVX7CWcFoI/AAAAAAAAANk/F_4yuwjtJr0/s400/stuff+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477881193520961154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't they cute? They sure tasted good. The fat and protein combined with the fiber in this nine grain bread made for a SUPER filling breakie. Even Sam was stuffed after two pieces, and I could only do one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're really easy to make:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bull's Eye Toast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole grain bread (We used Nine Grain Crunch with sunflower seeds, my favorite!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg per slice of bread (Local and free-range is preferable. These came from my Daddy's chickens)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butter, Earth Balance, or whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butter both sides of the bread and cut a hole out of the center. Heart-shaped, person-shaped, Christmas tree-shaped, whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw on a griddle and crack an egg into the center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the egg has set a little, flip and cook until both sides are crispy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to cook the cut-outs too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devour. Goes great with orange juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though Sam and I have, um, &lt;i&gt;differing&lt;/i&gt; opinions concerning food, he's a very good cook, and not everything he cooks involves a vat of oil (though it would if I let him.) Don't even get me started on the time he tricked me into eating frog legs. Any other girl would have killed him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVX6jkx4jI/AAAAAAAAANc/jwdEPCK7Xos/s1600/stuff+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVX6jkx4jI/AAAAAAAAANc/jwdEPCK7Xos/s400/stuff+055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477881185259610674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVS9xyA40I/AAAAAAAAANE/4MoO6QGshCY/s1600/stuff+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let the sheepish look fool you. He's sneaky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually go for sweet, carby things in the morning like oatmeal concoctions or pancakes, but Sam's more a bacon-and-eggs kinda guy because he needs a lot more protein than I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we're on the subject of protein, I know there's a lot of debate about our protein needs. Supposedly, humans only needs 0.8 grams of protein per kilogram of body weight daily. Supposedly, animal proteins are the highest quality because they are more complete and therefore easier for our bodies to use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This high-protein craze that's taken the country by storm the past few years says we need lots of protein to lose weight, because carbs get turned straight to sugar and go on to pad our hips for the rest of our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a nutritionist, but I've tried high protein diets, and I hate them. Some people, like a lot of my extended family do really well with them. I know Sam feels off when he doesn't get a good amount, especially from animal products when I can go days or even weeks without meat or dairy and not even notice. I do like a little fish and eggs in my diet though, but try to go easy on dairy and other meats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this &lt;a href="http://caloriecount.about.com/metabolic-types-eating-ft93247"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://www.loveveggiesandyoga.com/"&gt;Averie's blog&lt;/a&gt;, and I think it's an interesting way to see how your body might handle protein. I seem to be a normal oxidizer, which means I just need moderate amounts of fat and protein but the bulk  of my diet should be complex carbs. I try to eat this way, and it works pretty well for me. Don't take this quiz or anything else as gospel, but it offers some interesting ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, the bottom line is &lt;i&gt;listen to your body&lt;/i&gt;. If you feel weak without a little meat or eggs in your diet, eat them. If heavy proteins  make you sluggish, avoid them. Do what's right for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you guys think of the protein hype? Do your body like a lot of protein, just a little, or a more moderate amount? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a great Memorial Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-9034001679108601680?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9034001679108601680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-breakfast-and-thoughts-about.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9034001679108601680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9034001679108601680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-breakfast-and-thoughts-about.html' title='A cute breakfast and thoughts about protein.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/TAVX7CWcFoI/AAAAAAAAANk/F_4yuwjtJr0/s72-c/stuff+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-7253024615186697752</id><published>2010-05-27T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:38:11.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intuitive eating'/><title type='text'>The hardest part of Intuitive Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About a year and a half ago, I was trying desperately to lose weight and get my "bad" eating habits under control. I counted calories, packed itty-bitty lunches to get me through nine hours shifts of caring for two dozen kindergarteners and beat myself up whenever I gave in halfway through the afternoon and ate one of the brownies laying around at snack time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd dieted before, and this was actually a pretty mild, and this time around I quickly recognized something was wrong, so I talked to a counselor and she recommended I read &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Intuitive-Eating-Revolutionary-Program-Works/dp/0312321236/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1274988657&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Intuitive Eating &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Intuitive-Eating-Revolutionary-Program-Works/dp/0312321236/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1274988657&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;by Evelyn Tribole and Elysse Resch. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a nutshell, Intuitive Eating is all about listening to your body's hunger and fullness signals and eating what you want. It makes so much sense, and it felt so right, because this was how I lost 55 pounds over three years without trying at all. I jumped right into this new way of eating, but I have looked back a few times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sounds crazy, but learning to eat intuitively is so much harder than dieting. There are no absolutes, no hard rules, none of that stuff to "keep you on track".  No foods are inherently "good" or "bad". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come a long way. I eat when I'm hungry, I usually stop when I'm full, I naturally choose healthy foods most of the time, I rarely guilt trip myself when I overeat, and I exercise because I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only hard part is the emotional eating part. Fitness magazines and diet books tell you to go for a walk or paint your nails or something when you have a strong emotion instead of eating. A therapist told me to try to seek another distraction, but I came across an amazing idea on a wonderful IE blog, &lt;a href="http://www.honormyhealth.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Honoring-Health-11.jpg"&gt;Honoring Health&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of avoiding emotions, why not try to feel them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, because it's scary. It's painful. Nobody wants to go wading through all that nasty stuff, but maybe feeling an emotion, acknowledging it, and doing something about it would be better than distracting myself with a Harry Potter book or blasting music to drown things out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're sad, cry. If you're angry, beat the crap out of your pillow. Let it come out, let it happen, and try to do this in a safe environment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my goal for a few days. Feel stuff instead of avoiding it, with food or anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kellapillar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: If you're stuck in the tyranny of dieting, I strongly urge to you read Intuitive Eating. It's hard, but it will help you with so much more than eating habits. I've gotten to know myself better in the last two years than I have my entire life. Read it, read it, and take care of yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-7253024615186697752?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7253024615186697752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/hardest-part-of-intuitive-eating.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7253024615186697752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7253024615186697752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/hardest-part-of-intuitive-eating.html' title='The hardest part of Intuitive Eating'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-9044345306290447931</id><published>2010-05-22T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T11:09:57.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Writing, eating, and neglecting to blog about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys, sorry I haven't written since...last monday? Wow. I haven't forgotten you at all, I've&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;commented on a lot of your blogs and I always love reading about what you're up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what have I been up to that I've been too lazy to tell you about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing, writing, working, editing, and writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last spring, I started writing my first novel and I recently finished the first draft! Writing a book and going to school at the same time is almost impossible, but since graduation I've really buckled down and I did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, that means I get to move on to the next step in the writing process: Editing and revising. I usually don't mind editing, but I've never had to edit something this big. Cleaning and tightening up a term paper or short story is one thing, but a 300 page novel? Aaaah! This isn't just fixing spelling errors or grammar issues either. This means rewriting a chapter in another point of view, writing in new scenes and maybe cutting out others, feeding in more information to clarify the plot, etc. I read through the manuscript and made a bunch of notes and a huge laundry list of stuff to fix. Overwhelming? Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with all this fantastic writing going on, I admit I haven't been cooking much. My diet for the last two weeks was mostly oatmeal, veggie wraps, peanut butter toast, salads, fruit, and about four tons of chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://israelity.com/wp-content//2010/03/Chocolate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://israelity.com/wp-content//2010/03/Chocolate.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; What? Writing a book is stressful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To switch gears here, I've learned through my work with Intuitive Eating that I tend to get extra munchy and obsessed with food and health when something else is bothering me. This usually takes me by surprise and I have to dig for the root cause, but I know I'm sitting around reading health books because I'm avoiding my book. Is this weird, to procrastinate something that brings me so much joy? Is it strange that something I love can cause me so much turmoil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an art teacher that told me that our true passion will drive us crazy and we'll even hate is sometimes because we care about it so much. Does anyone else feel like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm this nervous about editing, wait'll you see me when I'm writing query letters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-9044345306290447931?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9044345306290447931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/writing-eating-and-neglecting-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9044345306290447931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9044345306290447931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/writing-eating-and-neglecting-to-blog.html' title='Writing, eating, and neglecting to blog about it.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4887211819836634605</id><published>2010-05-10T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:05:59.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><title type='text'>My Foodie Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone else had a great weekend! Mine started early on Friday. Every once in awhile, my mom gets together with her sisters/cousins/whoever else wants to come. I go sometimes, but you know, life is busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I don't have school, I took a day off work to go with her. Friday started with a cooking class in Midway, Utah hosted by Leslie Smoot who is an amazing chef and food stylist. We also had a guest pastry chef show us how to make a berry tart, which was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hTZIY6-1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tf6QGFeFqGM/s1600/Photo0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hTZIY6-1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tf6QGFeFqGM/s400/Photo0053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469713438655314770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They gave us all these cute little tarts to sample. I'm not into making pastries, but maybe I'll try making this someday. I'll put that one waaaay on the back burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hTYusExpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KbRP7yxhi4U/s1600/Photo0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hTYusExpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KbRP7yxhi4U/s400/Photo0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469713431756326546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a little more my speed. These are a few of Leslie's creations, fresh green bean salad and Italian bread salad, which has a fancier name but I don't remember. These were both delicious and I plan on making them, then I'll share the recipe and let you know how it went.&lt;div&gt;Leslie also spoke about the nutrition benefits of various fruits and veggies and how our bodies and appetites work with the seasons. We crave fruit in the spring because it cleanses our bodies of all the heavier foods we've been eating all winter. This makes sense, because I've been tossing back mangoes and strawberries like a madwoman for the past month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to leave a little early, and I was too shy to ask for a picture with Leslie. Oops! She is starting a website with her sister called Bona Fide Foodie, which is all about eating fresh, local food, so when it gets going, I'll leave a link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scrapbooked the afternoon away with my mom and aunties and we hit an early dinner at The River Horse in Park City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/58/Park_City,_Utah_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/58/Park_City,_Utah_(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Park City is a beautiful resort town that's trying really hard to look like Switzerland, but I think it's cute.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, The Riverhorse. This place is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! I was kind of nervous because it was really expensive, but I would have paid more. Photo time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-haM6OETEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oL-BDcpyvmM/s1600/stuff+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-haM6OETEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/oL-BDcpyvmM/s400/stuff+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469720925274655810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cherry-walnut bread: amazing with or without the honeybutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-haMcSafcI/AAAAAAAAAME/OcM2zme2eNg/s1600/stuff+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-haMcSafcI/AAAAAAAAAME/OcM2zme2eNg/s400/stuff+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469720917239823810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gift from the chef, marinated eggplant salad on a home-baked chip. I don't think I've been anywhere with an actual chef, let alone was who sends out complementary treats!&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha1pDQUiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/G8QVKbYS2GE/s1600/stuff+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha1pDQUiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/G8QVKbYS2GE/s400/stuff+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469721625040540194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One happy Kellapillar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha1FRj6qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iSBMcQfi6dQ/s1600/stuff+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha1FRj6qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iSBMcQfi6dQ/s400/stuff+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469721615436868258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My entree: Chilean seabass with roasted beets, mashed sweet  potato and truffle buerre blanc. Major foodgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha0GtPOcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/6DVdlvSddg8/s1600/stuff+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-ha0GtPOcI/AAAAAAAAAMk/6DVdlvSddg8/s400/stuff+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469721598641519042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the menu was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hazc_kzII/AAAAAAAAAMc/LgMlQp4BL-I/s1600/stuff+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hazc_kzII/AAAAAAAAAMc/LgMlQp4BL-I/s400/stuff+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469721587444141186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our "dessert appetizer", another gift from the chef. Peanut brittle and homemade chocolate truffles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hay1V2MTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mx5jAKnTff8/s1600/stuff+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hay1V2MTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/mx5jAKnTff8/s400/stuff+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469721576800137522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not a big cobbler person, but this wild blueberry cobbler was to die for. Mmmm..&lt;div&gt;I couldn't finish everything and I took quite a bit home, but it still tasted delicious a day later in a cardboard box. I don't think I've been anywhere with take-home boxes that weren't styrafoam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realized it's time for me to go to work! Oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later Bloggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4887211819836634605?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4887211819836634605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-foodie-friday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4887211819836634605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4887211819836634605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-foodie-friday.html' title='My Foodie Friday!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-hTZIY6-1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/tf6QGFeFqGM/s72-c/Photo0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8157664647901439741</id><published>2010-05-09T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:48:41.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;From The Very Hungry Kellapillar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-dJTXC_PqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SW4BvMUVe3E/s1600/mommy+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-dJTXC_PqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SW4BvMUVe3E/s400/mommy+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469420869417647778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8157664647901439741?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8157664647901439741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8157664647901439741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8157664647901439741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S-dJTXC_PqI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SW4BvMUVe3E/s72-c/mommy+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3155325587554009087</id><published>2010-05-03T10:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:31:14.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='main course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruits and veggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Veggie Garden Pizza and Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love pizza and I happen to be married to a pizza fiend. Instead of measuring the cost of things in dollars, he measures them in Little Caesar's five buck Hot N' Readys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That costs four pizzas!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If we cut back on X, we could save six pizzas a month."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night, I had a vegetable drawer full of stuff that needed to be used, so I whipped up a whole wheat pizza crust from the recipe from Better Home and Gardens, slathered on some homemade pizza sauce and piled on every veggie I could find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98P9MQkFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/88XhQNhusME/s1600/stuff+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98P9MQkFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/88XhQNhusME/s400/stuff+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467106016588207362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is all decked out in eggplant, mushrooms, sweet peppers, spinach, arugula, garlic, and onions. I used real cheese because I haven't yet found a non-dairy cheese I like and I'm a little leary of cheeseless pizza. Another adventure for another night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 minutes later at 350, I added a little black pepper and some grated parm, and here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98Q5hUVEAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/3s9MnlyNvVk/s1600/stuff+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98Q5hUVEAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/3s9MnlyNvVk/s400/stuff+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467107053033295874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was amazing, but Sam was a little disappointed. "Where's the meat?"&lt;div&gt;I guess I need to go buy Sam some meat, because I've forgotten for the past few months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. This is a great way to use up random veggies. You can just buy a pizza crust, use a mix or find a good crust recipe online or in a cookbook. This one was only ok, but I think my yeast might be a little too old. I'll try again another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...I graduated! It's really weird to NOT be a student anymore. I jumped right out of high school and into college and worked right through without a break, so this newfound freedom, delicious as it is, is kinda scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll get over it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98VmYyHQqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HNTwpbf5V18/s1600/24576_1110234852954_1739341191_201632_4351642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98VmYyHQqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/HNTwpbf5V18/s400/24576_1110234852954_1739341191_201632_4351642_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467112221882925730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents (The Hungry Mommy and Daddypillar?)  and paternal grandparents. This is where I get my good looks, intelligence, etc. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98Vl_-7tvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gLpAfLMV0Xk/s1600/24576_1110234772952_1739341191_201630_6589156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98Vl_-7tvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gLpAfLMV0Xk/s400/24576_1110234772952_1739341191_201630_6589156_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467112215225808626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my Sam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98VlSWPCRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YRnnfC5p8yc/s1600/24576_1110235012958_1739341191_201636_2491349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98VlSWPCRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/YRnnfC5p8yc/s400/24576_1110235012958_1739341191_201636_2491349_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467112202975512850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have an awesome Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3155325587554009087?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3155325587554009087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/veggie-garden-pizza-and-graduation.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3155325587554009087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3155325587554009087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/veggie-garden-pizza-and-graduation.html' title='Veggie Garden Pizza and Graduation!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S98P9MQkFQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/88XhQNhusME/s72-c/stuff+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-1547784732662878594</id><published>2010-05-01T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:40:31.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Flexitarian?</title><content type='html'>I've heard this term tossed around a lot and I always thought it was kind of silly. Either you're a vegetarian or you aren't. The more I think about it though, I acknowledge that there's a whole lot of difference between a non-vegetarian who occasionally eats fish or a salad with some goat cheese and a non-vegetarian who eats meat three times a day and washes it down with a big glass of chocolate milk. The difference is huge, so why shouldn't it have a name and be considered a separate eating style?&lt;div&gt;I've been toying with vegan cooking and eating for a few months now, and I love love love it. I still eat whatever Mom cooks when I visit though, and I might order restaurant meals with a little meat, egg or dairy. My diet is largely plant-based, but I do still include some animal products, so I guess I fall into the camp of "Flexitarianism," and I think I'll stay this way for awhile. I think I've found a nice balance for me that feels good to my body and doesn't trigger my obsessive tendencies, as veganism tends to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think about flexitarianism?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-1547784732662878594?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1547784732662878594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/flexitarian.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1547784732662878594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1547784732662878594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/05/flexitarian.html' title='Flexitarian?'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-1099144937095242720</id><published>2010-04-29T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:11:17.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Violently Chocolately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The weather sucks and I've been having mean chocolate cravings all day, so I decided to fight fire with fire.&lt;div&gt;My baking supplies are a little sparse right now, but this &lt;a href="http://www.fitnessmagazine.com/recipe/chocolate/guilt-free-double-chocolate-brownies/"&gt;Brownie Recipe&lt;/a&gt; from Fitness Magazine is pretty simple, so I fired up the Kitchen Aid and whipped up a batch. It calls for 4 tablespoons of butter, so you could sub Earth Balance or Smart Balance Light if you want vegan brownies. I also used about 4X the chocolate chips the recipe called for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I baked it for 18 minutes, and the middle was still gooey, but I like it that way. Here's what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9nnAcIr8CI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FOOvHlRoQyA/s1600/stuff+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9nnAcIr8CI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FOOvHlRoQyA/s400/stuff+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465653617529450530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my ooey gooey piece out of the middle. Seriously, I don't know what I even bother to bake stuff sometimes. I got really insane and devoured it with a scoop of Soy Dream chocolate fudge brownie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The verdict? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. My. Gosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big, gooey bowl of chocolatey amazingness with more chocolate on top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I feel like I won't want chocolate for a week. Take that craving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But soooo good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Very Hungry Kellapillar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-1099144937095242720?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1099144937095242720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/violently-chocolately.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1099144937095242720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1099144937095242720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/violently-chocolately.html' title='Violently Chocolately'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9nnAcIr8CI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FOOvHlRoQyA/s72-c/stuff+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3068062980291668681</id><published>2010-04-27T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T06:58:16.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when I don't pay enough attention to my husband. I brought some cake home from work, and Sam kept trying to get me to watch some CollegeHumor videos with him and I wanted to mess around on my computer, so he grabbed a handful of cake and smeared it all over my face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't  have that, so I pulled a big glob off my face and smeared it all over his. Eventually, it turned into this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9bssJHvxJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/v3hZlENyfvA/s1600/stuff+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9bssJHvxJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/v3hZlENyfvA/s400/stuff+046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464815440967484562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda looks like we've been playing in a sewer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have frosting up my nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3068062980291668681?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3068062980291668681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/cake-fight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3068062980291668681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3068062980291668681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/cake-fight.html' title='Cake Fight!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S9bssJHvxJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/v3hZlENyfvA/s72-c/stuff+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4265454701843925439</id><published>2010-04-21T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:51:17.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>I'm finished. No more tests, no more tuition or textbook bills, no more jumping through hoops. Four years of non-stop working my tail off and I'm finally graduating! &lt;div&gt;Granted, a BS in English isn't the most prestigious degree, and no one is going to be banging my door down for me to analyze Tennyson or Joyce for them, but at this point rest means more to me than money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm sticking with my job in childcare so I can hopefully get a promotion. That way, I'll be bringing in decent income from a job I love while I try to get my writing career off the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've reached another landmark this week, which really can't be measured or displayed like a diploma, but I feel it's just as significant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, my jeans were a little tight, so I got the little orange measuring tape from under the bathroom sink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The difference is, this time I didn't freak out when I saw I've gained a 1/2" in my thighs. I got rid of my scale long ago, but that measuring tape still lurked under the sink for whenever I felt masochistic. So what did I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I threw it in the trash, put on some comfier clothes, and sat down to read Fablehaven. I was much more concerned with the Sphinx's plot to open Zzyxx than my thighs. A few years ago, I would have cried and downed a pint of something cold and creamy and/or planned a new diet and exercise program to start tomorrow. When I'd fall off that wagon, I'd gain more weight and wash, rinse, repeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've struggled with weight and body image all my life, but especially since my eating disorder in junior high, when I existed on 600-700 calories a day and lost forty pounds in three months. I've yo-yoed between 130 and 185 since then, but now I'm right in the middle, about 155 or so on my 5'8" frame, which the books say is healthy but feels a little uncomfortable, but I'm not stressin'. I've been working with Intuitive Eating for the past year and a half or so, and I only feel that I've really made progress in the last two months while I've been experimenting with a more plant-based diet. I can hear my body signals so much easier, I naturally choose healthier foods and I've been exercising because I want to. In the last two weeks, I've even been eating less because I've been less hungry. I think my body is ready to let go of a little extra weight. Either way, I'm fine. If I lose, great. If not, that's ok too. If I gain, no biggie. I'll just have to buy bigger pants and everything else in my life will stay exactly the same. Weight gain isn't the apocalyptic event it used to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm finally free of disordered eating and body image. I'm seeing myself clearly for the first time, and I can honestly say I love my body, flaws and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, this is just as valuable as graduating from college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to Fablehaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4265454701843925439?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4265454701843925439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/accomplishments.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4265454701843925439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4265454701843925439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/accomplishments.html' title='Accomplishments'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-1465825822174387369</id><published>2010-04-18T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:21:28.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday post.</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone out in the blogoshpere is enjoying wonderful weather this weekend! I haven't seen a cloud in days and flowers are popping up all over the place, tree branches are weighed down with blossoms, and little birds are hopping around with beakfuls of twigs to build their nests. This was one nasty winter, and I'm soooo glad it's over!&lt;br /&gt;No recipes today, but thought I'd leave you with a few silly Louka pictures and a survey question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8tnoR2PggI/AAAAAAAAAJk/E-7Cm_Cvt6Q/s1600/SANY0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8tnoR2PggI/AAAAAAAAAJk/E-7Cm_Cvt6Q/s400/SANY0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461572914800198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We know who wears the pants in the family.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8tnnoTNczI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xI-bwj6I2ZQ/s1600/SANY0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8tnnoTNczI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xI-bwj6I2ZQ/s400/SANY0529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461572903647408946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was working at my desk, and she just hopped up and wedged herself right in. Of all places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's topic: &lt;b&gt;Comfort Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you totally free of emotional eating, or do you have a favorite comfort food? I think it's funny how different people have totally different foods. I love sweet things like my chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and the chocolate/peanut butter combo always works. Notice all the peanut butter cups and thumbprint cookies and stuff all over my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam, on the other hand, likes meaty stuff like pepperoni pizzas and bacon burgers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think emotional eating is always bad, or is it ok sometimes? I think a good cookie can brighten any day, but constant emotional eating isn't the best thing for obvious reasons. Do you struggle with this? How do you keep your hands out of the cookie jar every time you have a rotten day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nap time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the rest of your weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-1465825822174387369?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1465825822174387369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleepy-sunday-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1465825822174387369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1465825822174387369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleepy-sunday-post.html' title='Sleepy Sunday post.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8tnoR2PggI/AAAAAAAAAJk/E-7Cm_Cvt6Q/s72-c/SANY0535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3106197315794675549</id><published>2010-04-15T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:33:28.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Almost done!</title><content type='html'>I graduate one week from tomorrow! Four years of working my tail off and I'm finally getting my BS in English Creative Writing! I'm staying with my current job for the summer and I'm going to try to get my novel published, so life is good and let's see how everything works out, huh?&lt;br /&gt;So here are some of the culinary adventures I've been up to, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKPEchTGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HO5dEqXhY5U/s1600/stuff+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKPEchTGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HO5dEqXhY5U/s400/stuff+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460414695961873506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green smoothie making in my new Blendtec! This one is banana, papaya, and kale with a little almond milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKR4Lp0HI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tabAWbWIPSM/s1600/choc+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKR4Lp0HI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tabAWbWIPSM/s400/choc+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460414744209510514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More creative lunches. This is seitan with barbacue sauce (Amber Shea, avert your eyes!) and a salad topped with homemade baked kale chips! When I first made the seitan, I thought the texture was a little weird, but I found it gets lots better after it sits in the fridge overnight or even for a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKSmZNKhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QRL68ewItas/s1600/choc+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKSmZNKhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QRL68ewItas/s400/choc+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460414756614384146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate peanut butter thumbprint cookies, to feed my pb and chocolate addiction. I found these on &lt;a href="http://pursuingbalance.com/2010/04/12/best-cookies-ever/#comments"&gt;Pursuing Balance&lt;/a&gt;, so go say hi to Meredith and pick up this yummy recipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKTrMXldI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sEdeqySBDzk/s1600/stuff+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKTrMXldI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sEdeqySBDzk/s400/stuff+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460414775082587602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana softserve, courtesy of my Blendie. I got a huge case of overripe bananas from work, so I peeled them all and stuck them in two plastic ice cream buckets in my freezer, so I just pull a few out and blend whenever I want ice cream! I usually mix it with cocoa powder, but it's more photogenic this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to any other students for finishing another semester, and double hooray's if you're graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Louka, my kitty is curled up next to me asleep, and she's snorting like a little piglet! I've never heard a cat do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3106197315794675549?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3106197315794675549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-done.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3106197315794675549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3106197315794675549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-done.html' title='Almost done!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8dKPEchTGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HO5dEqXhY5U/s72-c/stuff+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-6117936207488892201</id><published>2010-04-10T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:36:42.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health tips'/><title type='text'>Lazy Treats and Fake Foods</title><content type='html'>I've seen recipes for homemade Reese's cups, and because Reese's are so dear to my heart, I tried them. Then I got lazy and started skipping steps, and eventually, this is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella's Lazy PB Cups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B556v8hWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/F0aqADSvqVg/s1600/stuff+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B556v8hWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/F0aqADSvqVg/s400/stuff+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458496784302900578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill some muffin cups or a silicone muffin tin about 1/4 full of chocolate chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B6PXHkw2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/U65xY5_J2ks/s1600/stuff+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B6PXHkw2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/U65xY5_J2ks/s400/stuff+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458497152695452514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuke for 1 minute. When they come out all melty and delicious, add a dollop of peanut butter to each cup, like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B6hr6ij9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/f1XB5-xSJ7o/s1600/stuff+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B6hr6ij9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/f1XB5-xSJ7o/s400/stuff+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458497467515572178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick 'em in the freezer and wait. This is the hardest part. In about twenty minutes, you have some chilled, chocolate and peanut buttery disks. Not Reese's, but something amazing in their own right. Takes care of that chocolate-peanut-butter craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B7DI977GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x8VNTkzn-So/s1600/stuff+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B7DI977GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/x8VNTkzn-So/s400/stuff+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458498042250128482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Topic: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fake Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wandered the grocery aisles yesterday, I got a little sidetracked reading labels of some horrendous, "health foods" filled with artificial sweeteners, hydrogenated oils, dyes and preservatives, HFCS, artificial flavors, etc. The only reason they were toted as "healthy" was because they were low in fat and calories. People! Low calorie and fat content does not equal healthy! Breakfast cereals, nutrition bars, drinks, packaged snacks, diet desserts, it's everywhere! &lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad, but I think people get so wrapped up in society's body ideals and dieting that they completely ignore what they learned in 4th grade health class-eat your veggies, food is fuel, eat a variety- and focus only on the top two numbers on the nutrition label. Anything goes as long as it's low-cal. I'm guilty too; I've gone through a sugar-free pancake syrup phase and I've choked down more than one meal-replacement bar. It's tempting, with sites like Hungry Girl, creating low-fat low-cal low-food versions of popular foods, usually filled with sugar-free puddings, diet cheese and cake mixes. &lt;br /&gt;Listen to your body. You'll get much more benefit from a handful of almonds than a HFCS laden granola bar. Real maple syrup is healthier and more satisfying that sucralose-filled sugar free syrup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, fake food hides under another veil:&lt;br /&gt;I've read tons of books and articles about switching to a plant-based diet, but quit reading as soon as they recommended stocking up on soy deli slices, chik'n nuggets, dairy-free cheese, and Fakin Bakin. Why do we have to replace these products, when so many foods are naturally vegan and far more nutritious? &lt;br /&gt;If you're cutting back on animal products, do yourself a favor and ditch the Tofurky and stock up on fruits and veggies, whole grains, legumes, and raw nuts. Focus on adding in healthy foods instead of subtracting other foods and replacing them with half-rate substitutions. Instead of not-meat or un-meat, call it seitan, or nut pate. Call it what it is, because truly nutritious foods deserves to be enjoyed in it's own right, and not be compared so something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat real food, be real healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-6117936207488892201?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6117936207488892201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/lazy-treats-and-fake-foods.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6117936207488892201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6117936207488892201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/lazy-treats-and-fake-foods.html' title='Lazy Treats and Fake Foods'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S8B556v8hWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/F0aqADSvqVg/s72-c/stuff+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3758188849151288405</id><published>2010-04-09T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:00:18.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='main course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tofu'/><title type='text'>Move over Lunchables!</title><content type='html'>Remember those nasty things? In Elementary, the cafeteria introduced their own version of Lunchables complete with cold cuts, crackers and dried-out veggie sticks. I tried one to be cool once...I'll take greasy cafeteria food any day. &lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I've got you covered for lunch, with not one, but TWO yummy recipes I threw together in the name of using up leftovers. &lt;br /&gt;For fun, I decided to try &lt;a href="http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2010/04/07/time-for-a-chopstick-challenge/"&gt;Chocolate Covered Katie's Chopstick Challenge.&lt;/a&gt; I bought a bunch of fun chopsticks in China last summer, so I eat with them all the time, but I'm always up for a challenge. &lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe #1: Orange-cashew seitan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7-DyZAS1OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/36h4p8ejoMo/s1600/stuff+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7-DyZAS1OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/36h4p8ejoMo/s400/stuff+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458226175125148898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 daikon, cut into matchsticks&lt;br /&gt;1 C chopped cabbage (or bok choy if you really want to get fancy)&lt;br /&gt;1 T sesame oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C water or broth&lt;br /&gt;1/2 small can mandarin oranges, drained&lt;br /&gt;2 T orange juice&lt;br /&gt;2 T soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 t apple cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;2 T minced chives&lt;br /&gt;6 oz seitan, cubed (this is a guestimate. I just threw in a big cutlet. Also, feel free to omit or use tofu if you don't  do gluten.)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C cashews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saute the daikon and cabbage in the sesame oil until tender. Add all other ingredients and stir-fry until mixed and heated through. Eat by itself or on a cooked grain. I put mine on millet. &lt;br /&gt;Eat with chopsticks! (note: millet is not the easiest thing to eat with chopsticks!) Serves 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe #2 Hash-brown tofu scramble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7-Fop_y2_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/v-BWML1vaT4/s1600/stuff+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7-Fop_y2_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/v-BWML1vaT4/s400/stuff+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458228206911020018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: &lt;br /&gt;1/4 chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 chopped bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 small potato, grated, thinly sliced, or cut into matchsticks&lt;br /&gt;handful of spinach&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. firm tofu&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tomato&lt;br /&gt;3 T snipped chives&lt;br /&gt;1 T nooch&lt;br /&gt;salt, pepper, tumeric, and cumin to taste&lt;br /&gt;Salsa and diced avocado for topping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spray a skillet and cook the onion, pepper, and potato until tender. Add the tomato, tofu, and spinach. Add chives, nooch, and spices. Stir until everything is cooked and the tomatoes start to get saucy. Top with avocado and salsa, then devour. This one is more chopstick-friendly. &lt;br /&gt;Serves 1 if you're hungry, 2 if you're willing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3758188849151288405?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3758188849151288405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/move-over-lunchables.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3758188849151288405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3758188849151288405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/move-over-lunchables.html' title='Move over Lunchables!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7-DyZAS1OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/36h4p8ejoMo/s72-c/stuff+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-2736378817300114939</id><published>2010-04-08T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T06:09:02.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Meant to be?</title><content type='html'>About an hour after posting yesterday's "To run or not to run", I check my mailbox and found a letter from a group called &lt;a href="http://www.teamintraining.org/"&gt;Team in Training&lt;/a&gt;, a group that participates in athletic events like marathons and adventure hikes to raise money for blood cancer research. I've been looking for a way to volunteer or do SOMETHING for someone else, and I don't think it was coincidence that this ended up in my mailbox the day I decided I want to make running a part of my life. I RSVPed to the information meeting in three weeks, and until then I'll work on running to see if this is something I can do. Can I really run a half-marathon by the end of October? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe helping people with leukemia will give me the push I need. I guess if I'm not up for the half-marathon, I can do an adventure hike. I'm a decent hiker already and if I can hike eight hours through the bamboo jungles of China, I can hike through Zion National Park. &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts anyone? Am I going overboard? This feels right to me.&lt;br /&gt;I got up early to go for a short run this morning before class. I was out for about thirty minutes, and I ran most of the first half and power-walked the uphill ending. I felt great when I got home, and I love that rosy-cheeked feeling. I want to make this a habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-2736378817300114939?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2736378817300114939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/meant-to-be.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/2736378817300114939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/2736378817300114939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/meant-to-be.html' title='Meant to be?'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4643683687127383574</id><published>2010-04-07T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:11:58.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>To run or not to run?</title><content type='html'>"I don't run unless something's chasing me; and even then I prefer to hide,"&lt;br /&gt;That's been my running motto most of my life. My nickname in school was 'slowpoke', my gym teacher made us run laps if we showed up late and the longest I've even run at once is a mile. I've done that twice in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I read a lot of health and fitness blogs, and people seem to like running. What is this elusive "runner's high"? I've never understood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious though, and I've decided to try running. I've actually run a little bit for two mornings in a row, which is the most I'v ever done! (Yes, I know how pathetic that is) You know what? It was actually fun! I woke up to a foot of snow though, so I was stuck in the indoor track, but I ran anyway, or tried to. I ran off and an for about a half hour both days. I've been skimping on cardio lately so it was harder than it should have been, but I really liked it, and I'm looking forward to running outside as soon as the ice melts. &lt;br /&gt;I notice sometimes that running sounds really good when I'm angry or wired. Maybe there is a runner in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4643683687127383574?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4643683687127383574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-run-or-not-to-run.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4643683687127383574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4643683687127383574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-run-or-not-to-run.html' title='To run or not to run?'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-9176976254976144378</id><published>2010-04-06T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:16:34.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='main course'/><title type='text'>Say it ain't seitan...</title><content type='html'>I'd never heard of seitan until I started reading vegan blogs, but I looked it up, and I get some vegetarians avoid it on principal because it's too "meaty" tasting. My curiosity was piqued.  &lt;br /&gt;So I ran down to a local store that specializes in emergency food storage and bought a carton of vital wheat gluten. &lt;br /&gt;I found a few different recipes online, so I decided to try a chicken-style version and a pepperoni version you bake in the oven. &lt;br /&gt;I mixed the gluten with the spices, broth and soy sauce. I can't remember the last time I followed a recipe to the letter, but I figured I'd better learn to do this right before I play with it. So here's what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uR8MJ9fII/AAAAAAAAAHk/gcQFtlE2BkA/s1600/stuff+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uR8MJ9fII/AAAAAAAAAHk/gcQFtlE2BkA/s400/stuff+081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457115836730670210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kneading this stuff, it's stretchy and globby. Mom, you should have taught me not to play with my food!&lt;br /&gt;So I separated it into two blobs, and I made 3 sausage shapes with one section and rolled it up into tin foil and popped it in the oven at 350 for 75 minutes, like an obedient little cook. I separated the other half  into four cutlets and boiled it in chicken-flavored broth with some onion and ginger for an hour. &lt;br /&gt;It poofed up pretty far, so I had to switch the biggest pan I own. After an hour, I had this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uSp2nz88I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZhGLMDGAuDE/s1600/stuff+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uSp2nz88I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZhGLMDGAuDE/s400/stuff+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457116621224276930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked like they were 'sposed to, but they were still pretty spongey, so I threw them on the griddle for a few minutes to let some of the broth cook out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uS9T-WKsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dUWrq2ve0wE/s1600/stuff+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uS9T-WKsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dUWrq2ve0wE/s400/stuff+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457116955520936642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They firmed up a bit and I sawed off a little piece to taste. Really interesting. Too salty, so I'll probably leave the soy sauce out next time, but they texture was better. I boxed them up and threw them in the fridge and once they cooled, they had firmed up. &lt;br /&gt;The pepperonis? I opened the oven and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uVvGd2R5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/liRWmiPuGLQ/s1600/stuff+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uVvGd2R5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/liRWmiPuGLQ/s400/stuff+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457120009911682962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They escaped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I think of this stuff? I honestly don't know. I might play with the recipe a little more, but I'm not jumping for joy or anything. Also, I had some tummy troubles after eating about half a cutlet for lunch. I've never had trouble digesting wheat products, but straight-up gluten might be a little rough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think of seitan? Does anyone have a really good recipe or any tricks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kellapillar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-9176976254976144378?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9176976254976144378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/say-it-aint-seitan.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9176976254976144378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/9176976254976144378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/say-it-aint-seitan.html' title='Say it ain&apos;t seitan...'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7uR8MJ9fII/AAAAAAAAAHk/gcQFtlE2BkA/s72-c/stuff+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8431083167117637006</id><published>2010-04-05T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:47:47.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><title type='text'>Snack bombs</title><content type='html'>I love peanut butter, and I love snacks. When I know I have a butt-kicking busy week ahead, I whip up a batch of these babies for quicks snacks or meals. They're little, but don't underestimate them. These little guys pack an energy punch and they're delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more of an idea than a recipe. Basically you start with oats and a few other dry ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o7HcmGuNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AjMEWet5JlI/s1600/stuff+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o7HcmGuNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AjMEWet5JlI/s400/stuff+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456738897633917138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the oats, flaked coconut, raisins, sunflower seeds, and ground flaxseed. Use any kind of seed or chopped nut, dried fruit, and chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then add enough nut butter to make everything stick and sweetener to taste if you want it sweet. You could probably do a savory snack bomb, but I always go for sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So add your nut butter of choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o7xy-WnpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qlVrmFTdJvc/s1600/stuff+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o7xy-WnpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qlVrmFTdJvc/s400/stuff+074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456739625195708050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check. I like the original Adam's because it's just peanuts and salt, and after you stir it's all soupy and creamy on top, but there's still a bit of thicker stuff on the bottom to be eaten with a spoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a little agave and a stevia packet, then I decided I wanted some cinnamon too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o8kTI0G5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/h7VARTsip98/s1600/stuff+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o8kTI0G5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/h7VARTsip98/s400/stuff+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740492822977426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mix it all up and drop spoonfuls onto squares of tin foil or plastic wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o857uVpRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U4R2wVYlahs/s1600/stuff+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o857uVpRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U4R2wVYlahs/s400/stuff+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456740864495035666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now bundle them up and throw 'em in the fridge, and you have a yummy snack to grab on your way to the class you almost slept through. These snack bombs are gluten-free, 100% vegan and can easily be "rawified", so they work for everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the goofy pet picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o91KUvFZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LSXBiDBTi2A/s1600/stuff+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o91KUvFZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LSXBiDBTi2A/s400/stuff+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456741882026464658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ruby has free reign of the top of the bookshelf she sits on, and her favorite place to hang out these days is in the ugly bowl I made in a high school ceramics class. I fill her cage with nice, soft bedding and she wants to sit in a cold, hard bowl. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;So cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Easter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8431083167117637006?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8431083167117637006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/snack-bombs.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8431083167117637006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8431083167117637006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/snack-bombs.html' title='Snack bombs'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7o7HcmGuNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AjMEWet5JlI/s72-c/stuff+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-5446988750852982850</id><published>2010-04-04T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:09:02.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>I might do a real post later, but for now, enjoy your chocolate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-5446988750852982850?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5446988750852982850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/5446988750852982850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/5446988750852982850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8534784092878472694</id><published>2010-04-03T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:48:41.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My body hates me right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Though I am sprawled on the couch feeling a little sick (Burger, fries, ice cream) I think this is a step in the right direction. I knew animal products didn't make me feel great, but after eating so much wonderful plant food and then stuffing myself with garbage, my body is screaming "You are suck a JERK!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'm ready to jump back on the healthy train. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Sam and I just decided that if we could go for a whole month without eating out, we'd indulge in one nice restaurant meal. Eating out is killing our bodies and our bank account, so I think I'd rather do without it for awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my tummy ache to go away:( More carrots please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very sad, sick Kellapillar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8534784092878472694?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8534784092878472694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-body-hates-me-right-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8534784092878472694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8534784092878472694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-body-hates-me-right-now.html' title='My body hates me right now.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8781694793350491648</id><published>2010-04-02T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:10:02.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>Dinner and a show (and by show, I mean a rant)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm off work until Tuesday because the school's out for Easter Break (one of the many perks of working in a school) so Sam and I had an "adventure day".  We went to see How to Train Your Dragon, which I loved. The dragon was adorable; like a kitty and a puppy and a bat all rolled into one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner, we hit up one of my favorite restaurants, Jasoh Prime and Pub. I love it because everything is made fresh; the bread, the salad dressing, everything! The restaurant's split into two parts: fine dining and the 'pub'. We sat on the indoor patio of the pub side with a lovely view of Historic 25th Street (if you don't mind telephone wires)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOmjmNhOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8L_rEY6No7M/s1600/stuff+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOmjmNhOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8L_rEY6No7M/s400/stuff+052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455564054159262946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ordered the pear and goat cheese salad because it always looked amazing and I've been dying to try it for months. It didn't disappoint: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOmQcJK-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/LzmkKLreRiU/s1600/stuff+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOmQcJK-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/LzmkKLreRiU/s400/stuff+063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455564049016761314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mixed greens, d'anjou pears, pistachios, and few pieces of goat cheese tossed with homemade sherry vinagrette. Yummy! It filled me right up, and I enjoyed it with a piece of bread dipped in olive oil and pomegranate-infused balsamic. They offer the bread and dipping oils free of charge if you ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam ordered the Picasso burger, which is a build-your-own burger dish with gourmet toppings like sun-dried tomatoes and sauteed mushrooms. I stole most of his sweet frittes, which are thin-cut sweet potato fries. They have a really good veggie burger. This place is seriously amazing and the service is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOlxziwmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uFDFU07_JrE/s1600/stuff+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOlxziwmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uFDFU07_JrE/s400/stuff+055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455564040793408098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Husband did not want his picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOltOrYdI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GM-p0EboIuk/s400/stuff+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next topic: Something that makes me very, very sad and very angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know this word comes from the Latin word for "to die"? I think there's a reason for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see so many amazing people, who were blessed with incredible talents using so much of their precious time and brain space worrying  about how they look and pushing themselves through grueling workouts and eating 1000 calories a day. It really upsets me, because I know what it's like to spend less time doing things I love so I can count calories, plan menus, feel like crap, etc. I know how it  feels to eat lettuce and vinegar for lunch while getting up at five in the morning to work out and never see the scale budge. I've had otherwise perfect days ruined by a stupid number on the scale. I've hated myself, my body, moaned about my round hips and thick legs and soft triceps when I could have been enjoying my life. I've wasted vacations hiding in a car or hotel counting calories from restaurant meals and planning an attack plan for when I get back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've wasted too much of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ironic thing is, I once lost 50 pounds effortlessly because I didn't worry about it. Life was more exciting than food, and I only thought about food when I was hungry. As soon as I started obsessing about food again, I gained 20 pounds. Strange huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that by treating your body well and not subjecting it to the mental and physical stress of dieting, it will find it's healthy size. Easier said than done; and believe me, sometimes dieting is a lot easier, but our bodies are smart. Throw away the scale, the meal replacement shakes, the dieting books and pills, all that garbage and listen to your body. It will always tell you what it needs, and by working with it and giving it the respect it deserves, weight problems will take care of themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone reading this is struggling with dieting or weight issues, I strongly recommend the books &lt;i&gt;Intuitive Eating &lt;/i&gt;by Elysse Resch and Evelyn Tribole. Check out blogs like &lt;a href="http://www.beautifulyoubyjulie.com/"&gt;Beautiful You&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://healthygirl.org/"&gt;Healthy Girl&lt;/a&gt;. Wear flattering clothes that fit, move your body in a way you enjoy, eat food that feels good in your body and don't apologize to anyone for not fitting into some cookie cutter idea of beauty. I can't stress this enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diets don't work; and they can destroy you. Do yourself a favor and swear off dieting. You'll never regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8781694793350491648?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8781694793350491648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/dinner-and-show-and-by-show-i-mean-rant.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8781694793350491648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8781694793350491648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/04/dinner-and-show-and-by-show-i-mean-rant.html' title='Dinner and a show (and by show, I mean a rant)'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S7YOmjmNhOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8L_rEY6No7M/s72-c/stuff+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-6556548409217337184</id><published>2010-03-31T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:05:05.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution</title><content type='html'>Everybody knows America doesn't have the healthiest diet in the world. This is a great show for anyone who think the SAD is awful and needs to change. I just watched the first episode and I loved it. Check it out &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/watch/jamie-olivers-food-revolution/250784/254757/episode-101"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved that he focused on the schools first. "This is what I know. I know if you can get kids eating healthy, they'll keep it up." I've worked in schools and youth centers for a few years and the food these kids eat is horrendous. One youth center served carrot cake with cream cheese frosting for snack, because it counted as a grain, dairy, and a &lt;em&gt;vegetable. &lt;/em&gt;It had frosting on it! I think one can safely assume that if something has frosting on it, it's not a veggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this cafeteria, he finds boxes and boxes of pre-cooked, processed garbage. While helping prepare school lunch, he asked if the potato pearls were made of potatoes and one of the cooks said "I hope so." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an amazing show, and I can wait to see how it works out. Hopefully, Jamie Oliver can do as much good here as he did across the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-6556548409217337184?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6556548409217337184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/jamie-olivers-food-revolution.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6556548409217337184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6556548409217337184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/jamie-olivers-food-revolution.html' title='Jamie Oliver&apos;s Food Revolution'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4859175245966310933</id><published>2010-03-31T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:04:11.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>My Motivations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before I continue with this blog, I should probably clarify my motivations a little bit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past few months, I’ve been experimenting with eating less animal products and more plants. Right now about 5 out of 6 of my meals are completely plant-based. I still have pizza sometimes, occasionally ice cream or other desserts made with eggs and butter, and I eat whatever my mom makes when I visit my family. I’ve stopped eating meat at home and I’ve switched to homemade almond milk instead of moo juice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. I feel better. My skin and hair are softer and my body feels lighter, even though I haven’t lost any weight. If I overeat plant-based food, I’ll be full but I won’t feel as blobby. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. It’s fun. I love to cook and eat, and I see this as a fun challenge. I love learning about different ways to use food (I had no idea nuts were so versatile) and discovering new foods I love (hello oatmeal concoctions and fudge babies!).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Vegan cooking skips all the parts of cooking I don’t like, like cutting and cooking meat. Never liked it, never good at it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. The ethical issue. I know this is a touchy subject, so here’s my take on it: I believe that God creating everything on Earth for the use of man. My religion teaches that God gave man dominion over the earth, but also the responsibility to take care of it. This includes animals. They’re here for our companionship, use in working, and yes, for our food. I don’t think eating animals is inherently wrong, but there’s a right and wrong way to go about it. I have a problem with packing thousands of animals into factory farms so people can eat way more meat than is healthy. The abuse these animals abuse is terrible, and in a society where we have an abundance of plant food to keep us healthy, I don’t think we need many animal products at all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Truly pasture-raised meats are fine with me, but I can’t afford that stuff, so it’s way easier for me to just cut back. But I believe that animals foods, produced responsibly and in moderation, have a place in a healthy diet. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I’m not planning on taking the plunge and going 100% vegan. Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve struggled with food and body issues all my life and I’ve been learning (Sloooowly learning) to eat intuitively, and at this point in the game, I feel that labeling or setting any hard rules, for whatever reason, will only complicate things and I’ll be right back in the old diet/stuff myself cycle. I’m learning to eat moderately and to take care of my body. If my body wants eggs from my Dad’s chickens, I’ll eat it. I’ll still eat my cccs until I can find a vegan version that’s just as good or better. I won’t completely cut anything from my diet forever until I’m ready, and right now, I’m not. I’m focusing more on adding right now; more veggies, more fruits, and more plant food. The subtracting thing is taking care of itself. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So even though I’ll be playing with lots of vegan recipes, this isn’t necessarily a vegan blog. I may post non-vegan recipes from time to time, but mostly this blog is about me learning, being healthy, and having fun. If I find myself ready to take the next step, I will. I’m just not in a place I can healthfully do that right now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kella &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4859175245966310933?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4859175245966310933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-motivations.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4859175245966310933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4859175245966310933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-motivations.html' title='My Motivations'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-1497423406781661553</id><published>2010-03-28T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:22:12.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>Body image booster shot</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the absence all weekend, but I'm up to my eyeballs in homework (four weeks till graduation!) and I've been hanging around with friends. &lt;div&gt;Almost every woman has "bad body days," when she just feels insecure about the way she looks, nothing seems to fit right, and she just feels lucky. During a homework break, I was cruising around the net and I stumbled on &lt;a href="http://www.beautifulyoubyjulie.com/"&gt;Beautiful You&lt;/a&gt;, and amazing site that celebrates real women of all sizes. That homework break turned into almost an afternoon, and it really made me feel better about my body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've struggled with bad body image nearly all my life, thinking I was always fat. I have been overweight, but I've never been unhealthy. Reading these posts and seeing pictures of beautiful models with figures like mine gave me quite a boost, and I hope it can do the same for you. Bookmark this one for a rainy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-1497423406781661553?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1497423406781661553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/body-image-booster-shot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1497423406781661553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/1497423406781661553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/body-image-booster-shot.html' title='Body image booster shot'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-7960045301472035206</id><published>2010-03-25T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:08:03.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sauces and dressings'/><title type='text'>Eezy Cheezy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure how I feel about nooch. I know it's super healthy and is a great vegan source of vitamin B12, but the taste is a little weird to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, I didn't want to give up on such a beneficial food; it has to taste good somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a cheeze sauce recipe in a cookbook, but of course I decided to change it due to a lack of time, ingredients, and willingness to take orders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eezy Cheez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 C veggie broth (I used chicken broth because it's all I had)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 C whole wheat flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 C nooch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 t mustard (I think, I just squirted it in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T lemon juice (or more, see above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 t salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;garlic powder to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pinch of thyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cracked black pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over high heat, whisk together broth and flour until smooth. Add all other ingredients and continue stirring with the whisk. After a few minutes, it will get thicken and get bubbly. Let it go for a little while until the bubbles have a hard time popping and it looks like...em, lava I guess. (maybe I should rename this recipe "Lava cheeze") Remove from heat and let cool a little bit so you can eat it without getting mouth blisters. It will get a skin on top; either remove it or whisk it back in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6wR50gMB1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nYnk7DT794I/s400/stuff+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lousy photo courtesy of my lousy camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I dipped in a spoon for a sample, and I was pleasantly surprised. Hooray! I found a way to make nooch taste good! It didn't taste like cheddar or anything...I really can't describe what it tasted like. Sort of a smoky, nutty flavor. It was darn good though. My brain ran away with ideas for pastas, nachos, a mexican and italian version, mac and cheez, soup, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what did I do with this delicious pot 0' gold?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I put it on toast. Everything good tastes good on toast. My boringness frightens me sometimes. Also, I wasn't very hungry, just needed a little something. Today was a stressful day, and I kinda took it out on the last of my Kella Kookies. And a bag of homemade apple chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6wR6ughcfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Rf5hmLQAMts/s400/stuff+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cheezy toast with green pepper, broc, jicama, and grapefruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also got a little cup of cheezy sauce for dipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So get used to the cheezy sauce, because I have plans for it, big plans! Are you in Mynah bird? (Children's book called Big Plans. It's a goodie.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I gotta go get Louka down from the window. Spyin' on the neighbors again, naughty kitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kellapillar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-7960045301472035206?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7960045301472035206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/eezy-cheezy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7960045301472035206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7960045301472035206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/eezy-cheezy.html' title='Eezy Cheezy'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6wR50gMB1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/nYnk7DT794I/s72-c/stuff+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-8118821953557327949</id><published>2010-03-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:10:01.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>C is for cookie...and crappy camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all...I ordered the Blendtec! I looked at both the websites and decided this would be a better choice for me. I'm so excited! I've been saving for months and soon I'll be making banana soft-serve and soup and all kinds of cool stuff instead of limping along with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rAOS2liVI/AAAAAAAAADw/PJqTFIUtHLY/s400/stuff+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My WCB. At least it was free (thank you Freecycle!) but the stupid thing doesn't chop ice and I took the jar off yesterday to find a gaping hole in the plastic by the motor. No bueno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tried another cookie recipe today, but true to Kellapillar creative cooking, I used the recipe as a guide and ended up changing it quite a bit. I wanted something healthy, delicious and energy-packed to snack on at work and school, so I give you my latest kitchen creation, the Kellapillar Kookie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rBWA4J4NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dqnNvCtDHAg/s400/stuff+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is terrible, but for some reason I can't get a clear picture out of my camera today. I need to play with the settings some more, but my camera isn't much better than my blender to begin with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, they were delicious and got me through a day of running around after other people's kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kellapillar Kookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 T natural peanut butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T agave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 T maple syrup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 C unsweetened applesauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 C whole wheat flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 C quick oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 C ground flaxseed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 C raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/8 C shredded, unsweetened coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 C dark chocolate chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 T canola oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 t baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 t Real Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 t vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1+ t cinnamon (optional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix all ingredients together. If the batter is too moist, add flour. If it's dry and falling apart, add applesauce. Drop by teaspoons onto a greased cookie sheet and bake at 350 for about ten minutes. Devour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Sam, who is very leery of "vegan food" and healthified desserts liked them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with some cute pictures of Louka's latest shenanigans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This paper bag is her favorite thing in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rEYL0ssSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Y5TkTR0phUM/s400/stuff+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rEYlGgvjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/x6AdBQ-rPjw/s400/stuff+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her latest hobby: spying on the neighbors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rEZJFlCxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bn1alOGjuzw/s400/stuff+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rEZjI0TyI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-kLqgsO37ds/s400/stuff+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kellapillar out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-8118821953557327949?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8118821953557327949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/c-is-for-cookieand-crappy-camera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8118821953557327949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/8118821953557327949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/c-is-for-cookieand-crappy-camera.html' title='C is for cookie...and crappy camera'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6rAOS2liVI/AAAAAAAAADw/PJqTFIUtHLY/s72-c/stuff+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3038574847633537958</id><published>2010-03-24T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:33:39.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamix or Blendtec?</title><content type='html'>So I've been saving my pennies for a high-speed blender to replace my WCB (World's Crappiest Blender) and I'm trying to compare the Blendtec and Vitamix. What do you guys think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3038574847633537958?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3038574847633537958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/vitamix-or-blendtec.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3038574847633537958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3038574847633537958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/vitamix-or-blendtec.html' title='Vitamix or Blendtec?'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4084133132097742869</id><published>2010-03-23T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:08:24.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sauces and dressings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tofu'/><title type='text'>Three yummy lunches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love coming home between school and work for a homemade lunch. I usually for for something light because I like to snack in the afternoon. Here are three lunchies I made this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6l97NiHFqI/AAAAAAAAADY/UeXx4CWkWlM/s400/stuff+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big ol' green salad with avocado, peppers, broc, and homemade carrot-orange-ginger dressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carrot-orange-ginger dressing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 or 6 baby carrots, or 1 or 2 large ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up to 1/4 C OJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 t mac nut oil (optional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ginger to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blend until smooth. Add a little more oj to keep things moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6l977I01bI/AAAAAAAAADg/0JfhI36JOeU/s400/stuff+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrap with whole wheat torilla, chickpeas, salsa, avocado, spinach, and fresh chives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the lunch of the week: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6l98XqbdWI/AAAAAAAAADo/YnXgc-VbYEs/s400/tofu+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesame maple ginger glazed tofu on a humongous salad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this recipe from the incomparable Averie from &lt;a href="http://www.loveveggiesandyoga.com/"&gt;Love Veggies and Yoga&lt;/a&gt;! I loved it so much, I think it might be my lunch tomorrow too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But go check out Averie's blog; it's one of my very favorites and her recipes are out of this world. I recommend the peanut sauce with zuke noodles and the raw cookie dough balls. Also, Averie is an amazing Yogini, so if you're looking for a side of yoga tips with your dinner, she's your girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recipe is &lt;a href="http://www.loveveggiesandyoga.com/search?updated-max=2010-03-23T17:55:00-07:00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok Kella, less blogging and more homework. Four more weeks till graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy eating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4084133132097742869?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4084133132097742869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-yummy-lunches.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4084133132097742869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4084133132097742869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/three-yummy-lunches.html' title='Three yummy lunches'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6l97NiHFqI/AAAAAAAAADY/UeXx4CWkWlM/s72-c/stuff+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-6528904932939898394</id><published>2010-03-22T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:35:16.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Redefining 'instant' pudding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some days just call for a warm, creamy dessert. However, most of those days also call for loafing on the couch with a good book and not slaving over a hot stove. What to do, what to do...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instant banana pudding of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6gZu7hjGFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OdklP6dH6cY/s400/stuff+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This healthy, naturally sweet treat is perfect for dessert, a snack, or even breakfast! Just what I needed tonight. I have a ton of homework and nearly every dish I own is dirty, so I needed something quick. Here's what to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smush a banana in a bowl and microwave for 1 minute, or until melted. That's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top with peanut butter, chocolate chips, mix in cocoa powder, do whatever you want. I topped mine with chocolate chips, dates (I love dates; they taste like caramel!) and homemade "mounds bar" filling. (Great way to use up pulp from making almond milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd better hop to that homework. Have a great Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-6528904932939898394?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6528904932939898394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/redefining-instant-pudding.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6528904932939898394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6528904932939898394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/redefining-instant-pudding.html' title='Redefining &apos;instant&apos; pudding.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6gZu7hjGFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OdklP6dH6cY/s72-c/stuff+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4069056136922818021</id><published>2010-03-21T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:56:24.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick meals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>Oat to Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get up and make a yummy brunch, but I was almost finished with an awesome murder mystery (&lt;i&gt;Deeper than the Dead&lt;/i&gt; by Tami Hoag. Read it.) and couldn't put it down long enough to make anything.&lt;div&gt;Instead, I went with my breakfast standby for when I don't have the time or desire to cook: Oatmeal.  I'm not talking the colorless sludge you'd find in continental breakfasts at three-star hotels, I mean scrumdidilyumptious, dessert-inspired oats that pack an energy punch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6Y_Hv_sSaI/AAAAAAAAACw/4BfnTrzf1jE/s400/stuff+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate cherry oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love oatmeal because it's cheap, filling, nutritious, and above all, versatile. I just mix one part oats with two parts water, nuke it for a minute or so, then play with mix-ins. I almost always sweeten my oats with agave, stevia, or non-gmo xylitol and I add a little almond milk it I want it creamier. Here are some of my favorite combos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cinnamon roll oats: &lt;/b&gt;raisins (cooked with oats), cinnamon, a swirl of agave (not mixed in) and a dollop of whipped cream (or cashew cream, or coconut cream...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reese's oats: &lt;/b&gt;cocoa, a big scoop of peanut butter, and sometimes chocolate chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Almond Joy oats:&lt;/b&gt; cocoa, chopped almonds, shredded coconut, Artisana coconut butter (optional)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cookie Dough Oats: &lt;/b&gt;vanilla, chocolate chips (optional) and chunks of Raw Vegan Cookie Dough Bites (recipe later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trail Mix oats: &lt;/b&gt;Dried fruit (cooked with oats), chopped nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banana nut oats: &lt;/b&gt;banana (sliced on top or mashed and cooked with oats), chopped nuts, cinnamon and nutmeg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tropical Oats: &lt;/b&gt;Sliced banana and other tropical fruits, chopped nuts, shredded coconut, cinnamon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are only a few of the amazing combos I come up with, but oatmeal is my breakfast probably four days a week. Try these out and come up with your own. If you get any more great ideas, let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy last day of spring break :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4069056136922818021?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4069056136922818021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/oat-to-joy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4069056136922818021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4069056136922818021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/oat-to-joy.html' title='Oat to Joy'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6Y_Hv_sSaI/AAAAAAAAACw/4BfnTrzf1jE/s72-c/stuff+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-6523806855469767526</id><published>2010-03-20T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:35:44.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>Springy brunch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of spring should be a national holiday. I despise winter, snow, cold, and anything of that sort (what am I doing in northern Utah?!) so the first day of spring is a big deal for me. &lt;div&gt;After a morning walk, I came home and got busy in the kitchen making this pretty spring brunch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6T9E1EU4LI/AAAAAAAAACo/PYBHSyFjB5Q/s400/stuff+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Delicious whole-wheat banana pancakes topped with fresh fruit, agave and homemade pb-maple spread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's quite a mouthful. In more ways than one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love banana pancakes, so I used a variation of CCK's apple raisin pancakes (which are amazing by the way), and here's what it ended up looking like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nummy 'Nana Pancakes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 C whole-wheat pastry flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/8 oats (or just throw in a handful like I did)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 T ground flaxseed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 t baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 Real Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cinnamon and nutmeg to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1  smashed 'nana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 C water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix, pour on the griddle and flip when they get bubbly, and remove when cooked through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix a little pb with some cinnamon and maple syrup, and spread on top. Sam took one bite and exclaimed "These are delicious!" Well, it came out more like "'Ees are 'elishis!", then he asked for more. He's usually not a fan of whole-wheat pancakes, so this recipe is a keeper. Of course, anything tastes good when you cover it with pb and maple syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So who else is excited for spring? Here in Utah, many people are mourning the end of ski season. Are you a snow bunny or a spring baby? Anyone have fun plans for the weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-6523806855469767526?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6523806855469767526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/springy-brunch.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6523806855469767526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/6523806855469767526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/springy-brunch.html' title='Springy brunch!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6T9E1EU4LI/AAAAAAAAACo/PYBHSyFjB5Q/s72-c/stuff+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-3645427696617372016</id><published>2010-03-19T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:35:31.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>I heart cooking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I didn't mean for this to be a post, but I these are the thoughts running around in my head as I organized all my new recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love to cook. I love hunting for the perfect recipe, shopping for ingredients, not following the recipe at all, mixing everything together, playing with different appliances and toys in the kitchen, putting it all together and sampling the final product. Sometimes, I'm the only one who likes my creation. I guess it's kinda like being a parent. Other people might think you're little child creations are odd, but you find them delightful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I’ve never much liked cooking meat because it’s just a hunk of meat; not much to do with it. It’s a very impersonal thing to cook. You can cut it up or put stuff on it, fry it, bake it, whatever, but it’s just a dead thing that won’t take on much life in the pan, in your mouth, or in your soul. I like to work with live, colorful, versatile foods that taste amazing and make me feel good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=" line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I’m not vegan, but I love vegan cooking because it feels good, feels kind, and I’m up for a challenge. I’m especially interested in raw cooking, because it’s constant grocery shopping for fresh ingredients and lots of chopping and mixing; my very favorite parts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm going to make a fruit run and maybe hit up Good Earth for a few things. Another day, another culinary adventure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6OYRfEI0xI/AAAAAAAAACg/CmwH6h_dL2E/s400/caterpillar.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;Kella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-3645427696617372016?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3645427696617372016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-cooking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3645427696617372016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/3645427696617372016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-cooking.html' title='I heart cooking.'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6OYRfEI0xI/AAAAAAAAACg/CmwH6h_dL2E/s72-c/caterpillar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-4323440271057854656</id><published>2010-03-18T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:35:18.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veganizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desserts'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Veganizing: My Famous CCCs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JwksNqE9I/AAAAAAAAACI/WaaskoDmD_A/s1600-h/stuff+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JwksNqE9I/AAAAAAAAACI/WaaskoDmD_A/s320/stuff+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450042274717766610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love chocolate chip cookies, and I'm very proud of my ability to go from "Hmmm, I want cookies" to "wow, these taste great" in ten minutes, without consulting a cookbook. My handy dandy Kitchen Aid mixer does a lot of the work though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made an experimental sized "mini-batch" to veganize. I used my original recipe, but replaced the butter with vegetable oil and the egg with soy flour and water, which is only one of many egg replacements I need to try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I threw all this into my mixer, in this order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 C vegetable oil (instead of butter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 T soy flour and 1 T water (instead of egg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 C beet sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 T brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 C all-purpose flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 C rolled oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 t vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 Real Salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate chips (I never measure these, I just turn the mixer on and pour until it looks like enough!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ere's what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JuflNvgKI/AAAAAAAAACA/f158W3dtWeY/s1600-h/stuff+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JuflNvgKI/AAAAAAAAACA/f158W3dtWeY/s320/stuff+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450039987916472482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dough was really crumbly and the oats and CCs weren't sticking. I love sampling cookie dough, but I could taste the soy flour, which was a huge turn-off. It tasted like I'd blended sprouts into the dough. &lt;div&gt;I managed to smush the dough into balls and laid them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JwksNqE9I/AAAAAAAAACI/WaaskoDmD_A/s320/stuff+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I baked them at 375 F for about 8 minutes (I don't use timers either; I just kinda sense when they're done) and took them out when my apartment started smelling wonderful. They looked pretty good, not as flat as usual. Time for the taste test:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6Jtab1y1jI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SQTa0eOBfIw/s1600-h/stuff+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6Jtab1y1jI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SQTa0eOBfIw/s320/stuff+008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450038799989134898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With homemade vanilla almond milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They were delicious! No more of that nasty soy flavor. They were a little chewier than the originals (I actually liked it) and were surprisingly satisfying. Next time, I'll definitely try a different egg replacer, and maybe fiddle with the wet/dry ratio to make the dough stickier. If I want dough though, I can always make make raw vegan cookie dough bites, inspired by CCK's fudge babies and Averie's balls (teehee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I wrap this up, I'd like to introduce you to my little family: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JtXT_Tj6I/AAAAAAAAABY/a3tsgdHomPA/s1600-h/SANY0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JtXT_Tj6I/AAAAAAAAABY/a3tsgdHomPA/s320/SANY0520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450038746341937058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hubby Sam, Louka, and Ruby the Rat. My best friend with my favorite little furballs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'll make like a hockey player and quietly gather my things and sign out:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-4323440271057854656?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4323440271057854656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/adventures-in-veganizing-my-famous-cccs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4323440271057854656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/4323440271057854656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/adventures-in-veganizing-my-famous-cccs.html' title='Adventures in Veganizing: My Famous CCCs'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6JwksNqE9I/AAAAAAAAACI/WaaskoDmD_A/s72-c/stuff+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-7845725653525380135</id><published>2010-03-17T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:47:25.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruits and veggies'/><title type='text'>Going green for St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I decided to move past the usual dyed-green pancakes and eggs, and instead celebrate with a tall glass of WONDERFUL&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt; green smoothie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GR4mvBizI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OM-HnUXxhFM/s1600-h/stuff+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GR4mvBizI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OM-HnUXxhFM/s320/stuff+163.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449797425751493426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even my husband loves them. Here's what went into this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" border="0" class="gl_photo" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St. Patty's Green Smoothie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2-1 banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 or 3 big, fat strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up to 1/3 C almond milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 spoonful OJ concentrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big handful of spinach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blend the fruit and milk first, then add the greens and frappe until completely smooth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GSnTUU-hI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7zx7mr_SAUw/s320/stuff+164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drink up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather's been beautiful this week, so Sam and I hit the park for a beautiful spring walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GSoBVvRvI/AAAAAAAAABA/TP6n6__7tgo/s320/stuff+147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so everything was still brown and dead, but it was still a ton of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GSoxK5TBI/AAAAAAAAABI/MUBcIVD2cRo/s320/stuff+153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I never had a broken bone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your St. Patrick's Day? Do you have any fun traditions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-7845725653525380135?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/7845725653525380135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-green-for-st-pattys-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7845725653525380135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/7845725653525380135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-green-for-st-pattys-day.html' title='Going green for St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mm5ykr43k2g/S6GR4mvBizI/AAAAAAAAAAw/OM-HnUXxhFM/s72-c/stuff+163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4687776592874226381.post-5091083410662566470</id><published>2010-03-17T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:31:00.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro!</title><content type='html'>I spend enough time reading fun blogs, I thought I should create one of my own!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm McKella, and I'm a happily married twenty-something living in lovely Ogden, Utah. When I grow up, I want to be a mommy and write books.&lt;br /&gt;This blog is about my life. I'll document my journey to veganism, fun things I do, places I go, and anything else I feel like writing about.&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4687776592874226381-5091083410662566470?l=kellapillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5091083410662566470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/intro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/5091083410662566470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4687776592874226381/posts/default/5091083410662566470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellapillar.blogspot.com/2010/03/intro.html' title='Intro!'/><author><name>McKella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07003792029203798693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
