Sorry for my prolonged absence. I landed myself a job! Don’t worry. I’ll still be posting, but my adventures may have a little more space between them for now.
So this job is awesome. It’s full of cool, like-minded individuals and I’m eager to let them know I’m glad to be a part of the team. I thought I’d make a nice little snack for everyone to enjoy tomorrow as my introduction, although I’ve already been there a week and a bit. This’ll give them a chance to drop by my desk and say hi if they haven’t already (and of course compliment me on how amazing my snack was.)
Fruit tart to the rescue. In LA there are a ton of health conscience people and I didn’t want my sweet tooth to turn anyone away who’s trying to stay healthy. I also wanted my first treat to tell people a little about myself too, and since I’m trying to eat healthy I figured something low in sugar and additives would be best. At minimum it’s a conversation starter. And, anyone can make chocolate chip cookies. I want to stand out!
This tart was easy and tasty to sample while assembling. I used a mix of fresh berries and kiwi, but use your own imagination here. Top it with whatever floats your boat. Raspberries and cherries would be yummy too.
All of my ingredients were organic and pre-washed.
1:1 ratio of almonds to raisins, food processed together to form a sticky mixture. Make enough to cover your pan, or make individual sized tarts in a muffin pan
Lemon tart cream
1 cup of cashews
5 tbsp lemon juice
1 tbsp lemon zest
2 tsp agave syrup
water (added 1 tbsp at a time to reach desired consistency)
Blend all together and and spoon onto “crust.” Top with berries or your fruit of choice. Garnish with fresh mint!
Enjoy! I sure hope my new coworkers do!
More often than not while my wrist has been healing, I’ve been shooting pics with my phone. Just haven’t had it in me to lug that big ol’ Nikon around while also trying to maneuver gracefully. If you follow me on Instagram you’ve already seen these photos, but if not (why not? username: sarahseckk) here’s what I’ve been up to:
I’ve been working hard at adding more beauty to my daily life. That involves getting outdoors, eating fresh and healthy food, juicing regularly, and redesigning some of my spaces. I also felt some love at a new friend’s birthday party.
Only have 2 more weeks left in my splint, then I’ll start gaining strength again. Have already started using my hand a bit and it feels wonderful! Can’t wait to get back on the bike and hopefully try snowboarding again… we’ll see!
This morning it’s a little chilly for Southern California. 45 degrees to be exact. Brr. After I bundled up in my yoga pants and started a cup of coffee, I decided I needed something hearty for breakfast.
I found the idea on Pinterest and with my broken arm it’s easy enough. It hit the spot.
2 slices of your favorite bread
2 tbsp cream cheese (or more to your preference)
butter to grease the pan (or apply directly to the bread
Assemble your sandwich, grease the pan, drop it in, and flip. Enjoy!
I always find it easier to melt the butter directly in the pan then drop the sandwich in. Saves my from greasing up my hands and using too much. A little really goes a long way. I’ve also tried this recipe with blueberries, raspberries, or a mixture. You could also use jam if you don’t have fresh. That would probably be pretty damn good too.
Again, sorry for the lack of posts. Along with countless other tasks, typing isn’t the easiest thing to do one-handed. I’m finding that many “simple” tasks, aren’t as simple as they once seemed. Sweeping the floor, hanging laundry, washing my hand(s)… just to name a few seemingly impossible ones. I do have to say, however, that my boyfriend has really stepped up. As I sit here, he is hanging a load of laundry after just finishing scrubbing some dishes. He has even stripped the bed and plans to wash all the sheets and towels in the house. All jokes of him pushing me down the mountain aside, he is a saint. He barely even complained when I asked him to trim and file my nails last night. Ladies, I got me a good one.
Later today we’re going to sit down and make a grocery list together. Since he’s doing most of the cooking in the coming weeks, I want him to play a part in the menu planning and shopping experience too. He’s pretty used to manning the grill, but the crock pot and the oven will be a new adventure. Stay tuned for some yummy meals to read about this week.
Now, a little motivation for any of you ladies who have been in my position before, or may be in the future- Although my man was more than willing to chop off my nails, he didn’t understand the need for a curve and by God, why am I so particular? I would show him what I thought were obvious areas for filing, and his eye just wouldn’t see it. So, I am a knee manicurist now! And these pictures weren’t easy to get either, so you’d better appreciate them! (Hehe)
Hold clippers between knees, position finger nail perfectly, and squeeze!
Hold between knees, and file away!
And for anyone who thinks I’m lying about the laundry, some proof:
Sorry it’s been a few days since I last posted. It was our anniversary and we got out of the city and away from technology.
Our weekend in Big Bear started out wonderfully. We rented a one bedroom cabin on the lake with a full kitchen, jacuzzi tub, and wood burning fireplace. It was just what we needed for a romantic weekend away to celebrate our 6 year anniversary. On Saturday morning, we woke up around 6am and dropped the pup off with a sitter so we could hit the slopes. It was my first time snowboarding but I was excited! I got signed up for a morning lesson and my guy went off for two hours on his own.
In our lesson, we learned how to stand up, do a “falling leaf” -coasting down the hill back and forth from left to right, and stop the board. Unfortunately, right after my lesson ended I broke my left wrist trying to show off my new moves. After hitting up the first aid station and urgent care, it was determined my wrist was broken and that I would “probably” need surgery. We spent the rest of the night in front of the fire, and soaking in our jacuzzi tub. Although I was prescribed Vicodin, we decided to drink a couple of beers (and a bottle of Champagne that Dave surprised me with instead!) I felt pretty good. Our anniversary was not ruined.
Upon arriving back in LA yesterday, we hit up an ER in Santa Monica and met with an orthopedic surgeon who opened me up and inserted pins, plates, and transplant bone fragments. He said it was shattered in about 4 places. Way to go, Sarah!
Needless to say, I didn’t snap many pictures with my broken wrist, but here are a few. The rest of the beauty is saved internally and I’ll take more pictures next time. Yes, I’ll try again! It was really fun!
With Chinese New Year fast approaching- February 10 to be exact- I find myself remembering my time in Dalian. Did I mention we used to live in the Liaoning province in Northeast China? It was quite an adventure, but my favorite part was celebrating Chinese New Year. It was truly something spectacular, and a thing that will never be matched.
We lived on the 19th floor of an apartment building that overlooked the city and a ton of New Years celebrations. In case you were wondering about the height at which a firework goes off, it’s about 19 stories up. Yes, we had a front row seat for fireworks on a nightly basis for the entire month of celebrations. Although the celebration is technically only a week long, people have extended the holiday (much like we Americans have with Christmas) to last about a month. This month, fireworks can be heard at all hours of the day and night and people decorate their doors with red and gold new years posters and good luck knots. Red lanterns and bright lights are hung throughout the city, there’s tons of delicious food, and people travel to be with family. On the eve of the new year, people burn money (don’t worry, it’s fake) for their ancestors in an effort to show their gratitude and love. The best (or worst) part is that there isn’t any regulation for selling and purchasing fireworks which means anyone can buy them and set them off. Obviously, we bought some and set them off ourselves.
This year, we’re at least going to eat some Chinese food and try to see some sort of celebration. Chinatown LA here we come.
Have you ever seen a prickly pear cactus? It’s one of the most peculiar things. It’s pricks look so rough, but it’s yellow spring flowers are so inviting. Imagine my excitement when I learned you could actually eat these things! Our neighbor has a prickly pear cactus that grows into our backyard and I didn’t think he’d mind if we plucked a few for tasting. After some advice on how to go about prepping one of these suckers, I finally got a taste of the sweet nectar.
First, you’ve got to pick a prickly pear that looks good to you. These guys can get pretty battered and you want to choose one with little to no scarring or bruises. It should also be brightly colored. After you find one that’s to your liking, grab some kitchen tongs (to protect you from the pricks) and twist the pear while pulling it from the cactus.
Next you’ll want to cover them with cold water. This will help you remove the pricks while washing them. As soon as you starting running water over them, you’ll see pricks in the water. Take your tongs and roll the fruit around, removing them as best you can. You can even rub them with the tongs to get more off. Once the majority of them are removed, you can carefully pick them up and pluck any small ones that might have “stuck” round. (Hehe)
From here, you’ll want to chop off the ends and slice the skin for easier peeling. Un-peel the fruit from the thick skin carefully,the fruit inside is fragile. We sliced ours and served it with goat cheese, pistachios, and homemade cranberry flax crackers. They were good and sweet.
*Note, I’ve been told you can eat the seeds, but I found them too hard, so I discarded them in a napkin.