Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Sprouting Wheatberries - easy as pie!



The naked berry
If you're still new to the art of sprouting, allow me to make it really easy for you.

All you need is a bowl, wheatberries, water, strainer and a few days.

I happened stumble on the nutty grain - where our beloved (wheat) bread comes from, sometime last year.

In a sprouting phase, I did what I'm about to extrapolate on below, sprouting the berries first, before drying them on low heat in the oven and then grounding down to a flour. We had the best digestive biscuits as far as memory serves, though an actual loaf of bread? Can't remember.
After 3 days 

How to sprout?

Take a medium sized (salad) bowl
Add a cup of berries
Wash and then cover with water
Allow to soak for a day (or night)
Strain and rinse the berries in a sieve/colander with small holes
Allow berries to air out for the day (or night) then rinse again

Wheat berries generally sprout quickly, and have a beautifully nutty sweet flavor to them.

I tend to soak overnight, and then rinse in morning and evening. When I'm happy with the roots, I blanch the berries in hot water as I prefer them as such. Can you eat them raw? Try them and see. :)


How my berries were enjoyed:


Over French Onion Soup
 (w/o cheese & bread)

Close Up 


Main Dish: Sprouted Wheat Berries over Sprouted Curried Mung Beans,
with my Home Made Spicy Peach & Pear Chutney
All made with love by yours truly:
This Little Cookie :** <3

Please, I ask you to play, create, share, inspire and repeat. Love you! 

xxManj

PS: as you know, I'm concerned most with beautiful food, made with love, and a firm believer in food is the energy/meaning you give to it.  I'm sure there's a heap of benefits to all of the above, and should you be interested, I encourage you to search further. 
For me the calorie count is: love
Fat content is: love
Carb contest is: love
Protein content is: love

You get the drift ;) 
More coming up on the topic of food/energy/love over at thislittlecookie.com :)  





Sunday, June 7, 2015

Digestive Biscuits with a Twist :)

Folks, forgive me as I multitask numerous things. In order to get this blog going, I'm posting pictures for now, which I shall return to and give you "recipes," or a better idea on how to make what's shown, using what I use, my creativity and imagination. 

We're going to play with food guys, I'm going to teach you how! 

So bear with me, as I revamp my website, do lots of writing and everything in-between. I'll be back soon. (If you fancy, come along to Instagram, where you'll find tons of my food ideas, (and perhaps you can request the next recipe...Now there's an idea ;) ).

Much love and may you be blessed.
xxMunjeet  <3 :**
The Almighty Digestive.  :) 




...or butter and honey...? :) 
Cumin & Cardamum, anyone? 

Friday, May 15, 2015

Recipe #1: Not so ordinary Egg Salad

A not so ordinary Egg Salad 

At long last, my first recipe, and even I’m surprised at what’s made the top of my list for what I’ll share with you first.

Recipe first and chatter after, because there’s much to share ;).

What you’ll need  (and please bear with me, as I don’t own any measuring tools, so quantity is approximate - you’ll have to taste your way through this, which is half the fun ;).

6 Eggs
2/3 cup(ish) Greek Yogurt (full fat for best results)
2 small onions
Pickles- as many to your liking
2 tbsp Olive oil
1 Tsp Dijon mustard
Parsley & Thyme (fresh if you have)
Salt and pepper as per your tastebuds
Alfalfa sprouts
A whole lotta love :) 

What to do:
Boil the eggs for at least 4 minutes, unless you fancy runny yolks.

Whilst the eggs are on the go, finely chop the onions, pickles & herbs (if fresh), and combine in a bowl.
Drizzle in olive oil, salt and pepper.
Mix the mustard into the yogurt in a separate bowl, and add them to the mixture.
Take a taste and see if it’s to your liking.
Add the eggs, give it all a mix, and serve on your favorite bread, with **alfalfa sprouts and fresh parsley to top it all off.

Top the salad on your favorite bread, or even pile on top of fresh veggies, (goes very well with steamed asparagus. If you're spreading it on bread, a lovely trick I like to do is to squeeze some fresh lemon on the bread before loading it up. 

**I'll put up a post about how to do alfalfa sprouts shortly- they're so easy! 
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Now then, truth be told, I’ve been playing and playing with food - even whilst on my body/mind, no foodcleanse-  creating and experimenting, and that’s half the reason I didn’t get to you sooner.  I know I kept promising a blog on the pictures I’ve been posting, (on my facebook food album and instagram),  but to sit and write was won out by wanting to go and play in the kitchen.

I wasn’t sure what I’d post first, as with playing, and creating new stuff, it was all getting a little overwhelming. This egg salad comes to you first, because it’s the latest thing I made. I hesitate to say, “created,” as it’s only egg salad, but to be quite honest, it’s pretty special.
It won my husbands heart in any case. I swear to you, every time we have a meal, it’s like getting married over and over again. (Which makes for great honeymooning). ;D

You may have noticed that I didn’t use mayonnaise, as per traditional egg salad. In all honestly, that’s two-fold. I refuse to buy mayo from the shop, AND I don’t own a whisk or any large bowls as yet, to make  my own. We (my husband and I), were not at all kidding nor exaggerating, when we’d made our crowd-funding campaign for the book that we are writing together about EFT/Tapping, called “Modern Alchemy for Emotional Freedom.” We’d really maxed out our credit cards,  family support, everything, and I’m blessed to be in a place of my own, rather than gypsy’ing around.

The flat didn’t come with any kitchen toys, like the last places I’ve lived in, and not being in a position to buy the quality things I see in my dreams as yet, has caused me to be more old fashioned. Everything gets done by hand, literally, and I quite love it.  Mind you, I do have one toy - a shiny red Kitchen Aid blender, which I kind of nicked out of my husband’s place, last time I went round there. He is far from complaining though, being the happy recipient of beautiful food.

More to come, now that I’ve started. :)

Thanks for reading, and play with your food!  


Wednesday, April 29, 2015

My Food Manifesto :)

I wrote this back in August 2013 and it seemed quite fitting for it to be my very first post for this food blog.  


I laughed as I read it, but stick to the original, even though I've softened out since writing it :) Enjoy!



...For The Record, just a few Random things: 


I am not vegetarian.
Nor Vegan
Nor Pescatarian
Nor Fruitarian
Nor Breatharian
Nor Paleotarian
Nor Zerosugaratarian
Nor Atkins, SouthBeach, Zone, or Dukanatarian
Nor Cardboardboxatarian
Nor anythingelserelatedtofoodatarian.

I eat.
I don't eat things called carbohydrates, or protein, or fat.
I just eat food
That I like
Which tastes good, & sometimes even orgasmic
And contributes to my happiness.

Usually things which grew from the earth
And, or things which used to breathe,
In no particular order nor consistency.
In their most natural forms
Hence I love sashimi,
And steak tartar
And veggies
And fruits
And bread
And bryndza (sheep cheese), especially. Though I don't descriminate against other cheeses
Not forgetting dark chocolate, and nuts, and seeds.

Sometimes cooked, sometimes raw, all jumbled up
Tra la la.
With the occasional Magnum thrown in
Not the gun, the almond one.

 I eat when I'm hungry, as opposed to when I should
And I don't eat breakfast
Nor lunch
Nor dinner
Nor snacks
Just food, sometimes 2, sometimes 5 times a day, or maybe more.
And water, lots and lots of water, blessed, of course.
Guiness too.  I kid you not-It saved a deteriorating mans life once, and I'm sure (well I imagine, and not guess), that if his health was to deteriorate again, he would forgo all the doctors who couldn't help him last time, and drink Guinness. Again.
Bless the Guinness too
And wine.

I don't use sun block. That's as ludicrous as water block
Though too much of anything isn't good for me, and probably you too
 Except love and laughter, there's always more to be had
And inner-peace (not peas-though I love them, but too many of them would turn me green, which I don't want to be-nothing against the Incredible Hulk nor ninja turtles, regardless as to whether they're Teenage and Mutant).

Hormones. May as well be 'mones of hor's, or "whoremoans."
I don't care about any of them, but especially: insulin, estrogen & testosterone. Nor moobs (man-boobs). I'm happy with my own, thank you, and that's enough.
And my hips. They don't lie.

Though I shower myself with love everyday, I don't, in fact, wash my hair everyday
Maybe twice or thrice or even once. A week. Whenever need be, that is my way.

I am neither fat nor thin, nor lean nor chubby. I am perfect as I am and that's why I'm so free
I don't jog.
Nor Zumba
Nor Bootcamp, per se
Nor Crossfit
Nor Strengthtrain.


I no longer have a six pack
AND.I.DON'T.CARE.AND.I.DON'T.CARE.AND.I.DON'T.CARE.AND.I.DON'T.CARE. AND.I.DON'T.CARE.AND.I.DON'T.CARE. At all. 

I move. I challenge. I flow. I press. I pull. I twist. I resist. I sprint. I walk. Alot, because I love it. And I do what I love, and love what I do.

Numbers: Age.Calories.Men.Weight.Fat%age.Size.Time.
Don't matter.

Age - is what it is and matters not.

Calories - none of my business, [because if grandma turned out ok after all these years not knowing of their existence, (even with all the invisible friends whom she chats with daylong), they can't matter].

Men - Once you go Slovak, you never go back. And never say never.

Weight- Don't wait, stop now. At what point did a scale become so "holy"-determining moods, whole days & lives? Get off and chuck that shit scale out.

Fat%age - same as calories

Size-I don't have a size. I have a style and pick garments according to it ranging from 34-42, or XS-XL, in fashion jargon...Key word being JARGON. aka: bullshit

Time: I like the way 3:33 looks, 11:11 too. Otherwise, besides scheduled meetings, it isn't of importance. To me.

I am just like you, and nothing really matters. Just Live. Just Love. and laugh, don't forget to laugh.

What's your deal...who are you?

As always, love & light :*