I think I would have loved this recipe more if it hadn’t caused the lyrics from “Go Ask Alice” to glue themselves into my brain. I’m not a child of the 60′s and have no attachment to any Woodstocky bands. I find most of the music depressing, confusing and demotivating.
I guess it was a good thing I was born in the late 70′s, because I am all about the 80′s. I really need to dig up my favorite school photo from around 3rd grade. I loved sweatshirts with torn collars that hung over shoulders, mini-sunglass pins and butterfly clips in my hair. I have fond memories of throwing a heart-shaped eraser with a pal and singing along to Madonna, “Love Dont’ Live Here Anymore!” Plus, I had curly hair at the perfect mullet time. Challenge me with your mullet photo, I dare you.
I think my brother wore that Goofy hat for two years straight. Hey! I just noticed something I have never seen before! I think my Guess! jeans are unbuttoned in this photo. Dang, maybe I was a sugar addict back then to.
I found the Moosewood Cookbook this weekend at a garage sale (of sorts), it was more of a storage shed sale. Anyway, the classic recipes are all vegetarian and well reviewed over the 34+ years they have been out! Moosewood and I are the same age. This salad is cool, clean and filling at the same time. It seems like it might be a great addition to any potluck or bbq, if brought on ice.
I have to share a happy find from this past week. In addition to the brand new set of Harry Potter notecards I found at the warehouse sale (I know, not that special), I found a friggin’ awesome skirt. This skirt was at Sally’s, which is my Grandma’s code name for a thrift store. I bought three skirts that day, all three with their original tags on them, never worn. The one I want to tell you about has brought me joy for many days now. Ann Taylor, 100% silk, originally $158, bought by me for…$8.50. Ahh, the joys of looking through other people’s crap to find gold.