There’s been a heck of a lot going on at the Tiny Kitchen household, and I haven’t been experimenting with paleo recipes as much as I’ve wanted to. Until this week. I knew we were going to have lamb burgers, and even though I’d saved a big, beautiful collard green leaf from my bi-weekly basket from Alegría Farms, I was wanting a bun.
Yes, a BUN. You know, to wrap your burger around and soak up all the flavors. Unlike the gluten-free gang, I can’t use rice flour, and definitely not cornmeal. So then I got an idea—I know, it’s shocking, but there you go. I’d seen a recipe for paleo scones and I thought: Hey, maybe a few scones could work like a burger bun! And I’ve got that muffin-top pan…god knows why I bought that thing, but it’s going to come in handy today.
But then I got smart and checked out a great savory muffin recipe at Simply Living Healthy (which has now become my new favorite blogger). EUREKA! Continue reading
I think my long-standing readers know my Indian food obsession by now, so don’t worry—I won’t be blathering on about how much I love it, how important it is to toast and grind your own spices, and how delicious it is.
But a main component of Indian food is rice, especially if you can’t have naan bread to soak up all the delectable saucy goodness of a good curry. And saddest of all, I recently found out my stomach is not happy with poppadums, made from chickpea flour, and I have had a hard time coming to terms with this. It’s certain that The Husband had nothing to do with it, because if he could control my digestion, he could. But I did think it for a minute, since he’s never been a fan of chickpeas! Continue reading
I love to break up the meat and stuff it in the pita with some of the salad. Find your own favorite way to eat the kofte!
Luckily I didn’t try this recipe last night, especially with the long metal pointy sticks I was using. Even though I managed to cook dinner for four last night after three martinis (many thanks to The Husband’s grilling wizardry), it was bison burgers and we’ve made those several times before. I’m not sure if successfully cooking while intoxicated is really a skill I should shout about on my blog, but it’s a fact of life. So there.
The night before I used the pointy sticks, and there were no injuries to report. These minced-meat-on-a-stick idea came from me wandering around Whole Foods with no clue for dinner. I was not feeling overly creative, and we’d already had chicken twice that week. The Husband doesn’t like lamb too often, I can only eat bison (not beef, as they seem to lie about the “grass fed” part and it kills my stomach), and now we’ve been hearing about radioactive fish I figured he’d not like me bringing home fish either. So, how can I get something on the grill for dinner, I thought? Continue reading