Apricot Blueberry Tart/Squares

Winner! Using Ina Garten’s basic shortbread recipe, I played around with different fillings and flavor combinations. For Rosh Hashanah I used plum jam and sliced Italian plums; fabulous. For this version I used apricot jam and fresh blueberries. The great thing about this recipe is that you can really do you with the filling. I love using the same fruit as with the plum, or pairing different fruits such as here. I used a rectangular fluted tart pan; fluted edges just make everything taste better. Using a pan with a removable bottom made it easy to transfer the tart to a cutting board. I cut this into bars or squares, which freeze beautifully in between layers of parchment paper. These stunning treats make breakfast extra. Try this recipe for a special Thanksgiving morning, or even gift these yummy squares in a pretty holiday cookie tin.

Ingredients:

2 sticks unsalted butter, at room temp
3/4 cup sugar
1 tsp vanilla
2 1/3 cups all purpose flour
1/2 tsp kosher salt
12 oz apricot jam (if you have preserves which are thicker, thin out by mixing in a tbsp or 2 of very hot water)
2/3 cup plain, high quality granola
A couple handfuls of fresh blueberries

Preheat 350. Grease and flour a rectangular tart pan with a removable bottom. Set aside.
In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, cream the butter and sugar on medium until just combined. Add vanilla with mixer on low.
Combine the flour and salt and slowly add to butter mixture. Mix until it almost forms a dough ball. Don’t stress if you have to coax it into a ball yourself.
Put the dough on a well floured board. Lightly pat 2/3rds of the dough evenly into the bottom of the prepared pan, pressing so that it goes up the sides a 1/2 inch up. Spread a nice layer of the jam all over, leaving a 1/4 inch border. Top with the blueberries. Mix the granola into the remaining dough with your hands. Break the dough into small bits and evenly distribute it all over the top, strategically leaving some peeks of the fruit filling. Bake for about 40 minutes until lightly browned, starting to check after 35 minutes. Cool completely before cutting into bars.

Some filling ideas to play with:
raspberry jam with fresh raspberries
Strawberry rhubarb preserves with fresh strawberries
Nutella (I mean) with optional chocolate chips
Prune butter (hamantashen vibes)



Spiced Honey Cabbage Steaks

Cabbage steaks have been a welcome thing for a couple of years. Sometimes I’m super yay about them and sometimes I feel unenthusiastic. It’s a challenge to find ways to keep our veggies sexy, am I right? I had some whole green cabbages on hand so I was playing around with a fresh take on the cabbage steak. You can def use red cabbage here. The gist of this recipe is to spice rub the cabbage, roast, remove from oven, drizzle with honey, and roast for a bit more. Just a few simple steps. The results yielded a sweet and savory side that gave this concept a facelift. Who among us, vegetables included, doesn’t need the occasional bump in glam?

Ingredients:
One head of cabbage cut into thick slices, about 1 1/2 inch slices
1/2 tsp EACH kosher salt, pepper, turmeric, onion powder, garlic powder, paprika, dried thyme
2 tbsp extra Virgin olive oil
A couple spoons of honey (I drizzled from bottle)

Oven at 400 on bake or roast. Mix the spices and oil in a bowl to make a paste. Rub cabbage steaks carefully on both sides and edges with the spice mixture. Take care so as not to tear the leaves. Roast in a sprayed pan for 15 minutes. Remove, drizzle each piece lightly with honey, and roast for an additional 20 minutes. No need to flip. The cabbage should be fork tender and caramelized. Remove carefully with a spatula. This makes 6 to 8 servings, depending of the size of the cabbage.

Student Life

These were taken near NYU, amidst the electric energy of today’s youth out and about on a gorgeous evening. I didn’t have a college life; I was married and a mom before graduation! I am so grateful for my trajectory and have never once felt I lacked a real college experience. It’s interesting how my current phase of curiosity and exploration is happening in my 40’s, proof that learning all kinds of new things is an ageless pursuit. This is what keeps me young, fresh, and alive. Being a student of life has become so important to me.
Here I’m wearing a silk navy shirt dress that I’ve had for at least 14 years. It has served me very well, mostly around this time of year. It’s a great mini dress or layering piece, looking fab with matching tights as temps drop. I always pair this with boots, seen here with my brown riding ones. The chunky cardigan, specs, and long necklace work together to create a cozy, cute, easy look that goes from day to night. This time of year can be varied in temperature, so I love the option of the warm cardigan as needed, while the rest of the outfit can stop traffic on its own.

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The Cost of Overweight


In keeping with my current theme of the never ending practice of renunciation, this quote from this monk, whose wisdom I love in general (I’m always saving screenshots of her teachings) really resonated. Essentially, anything big or small that blocks our spiritual health most likely(definitely) needs to be released. This work isn’t complete without looking at the flip side of renunciation; what can I now add/continue that encourages me along on my spiritual journey? What a great lesson in impermanence. I see myself as a bucket, always filling up then pouring, repeating this cycle over and over. What a gift it is to be able to pry the unproductive and unhealthy elements from our lives, however excruciating this can be. What torture it is to have to force open our hard held habits of clinging. Can I renounce talking about the thing from 2 weeks ago in exchange for sitting outside for ten minutes? Yes. Can I renounce the need for a certain person in my life in exchange for the bigger picture? Yes. Can I give up a brief sensory experience (insert here) in exchange for discipline? Ugh, yes. Can I let go of the urge to call my friend and bitch about someone in exchange for choosing where to direct my energy and integrity? Yes. Can I give up extra hours of sleep to get up and meditate? Usually. Sometimes the sleep is more important, in which case I’m letting go of what it means to be a “good meditator”. Can I renounce this thought in exchange for the gift of peace of mind? Definitely.
Renunciation can be huge, like giving up meat or cigarettes, but it most often presents itself in our moment to moment choices. It is an intention that can feel like getting a car unstuck from thick mud. It’s crucial to not beat ourselves up as we practice renunciation, that is certainly not helpful in any way. Renouncing the need to self punish and self criticize is a beautiful and kind decision in the way of how we function in relationship with ourselves. Self criticism is self harm. It’s abuse we inflict on ourselves. It feels nicer to be objectively aware and accountable of how we dropped the ball, and firmly decide to do better next time. We can skip the part where we berate ourselves and list the reasons why we are failures. The universal spiritual endeavor is called a “path” or “journey” because it has movement. It has no destination, hence the word “practice”. We are all fellow travelers, and one thing I need to constantly remind myself of is that the trip feels lighter and more enjoyable the more I put down. Holding a ton of heavy packages makes getting anywhere pretty impossible.
One of the most stunning and loving questions we can ever ask of ourselves is, what can I put down right now? The more I practice this, the lighter I become by inquiry alone, since the very question points to a part of me that already knows the answer.

Salami Chips n Dips

I low key hate my self for this, but also so don’t. This non recipe was inspired by my 11 year old, and while it’s essentially crispy carcinogens, I also know that hot dogs are delicious and that most of us have eaten plenty throughout our lives and have survived. My goal for this week’s food post was twofold; make something extremely simple since I’m still recovering from holiday cooking, and create fun Nosh for game day. Think of this as a fun variation on beef jerky. These chips could not be easier to whip up, and serving them with a choice of dips makes it extra. They keep in the fridge for a week, simply heat up uncovered to re-crisp.

You’ll need:
A whole thin salami, sliced thin into 1/4 inch round slices
Dip or dips of your choice. I used Dijon mustard, guacamole, and hummus.

Preheat oven to 400. Spray a large aluminum pan with non stick (I use an olive oil spray). Place the salami slices in a single layer in the pan. I use an olive oil spray bottle to mist the slices on top. Bake about 25 minutes or until crisp. Let cool slightly and serve with dips.

Falling

As the leaves begin to loosen and eventually drop, I’m thinking about what I can drop in my own life. What can I renounce and relinquish in the service of this new season of change and growth? Renunciation can feel exhausting. Like, when will there be a time where I can take a break from constant examination about my habits, extra weights, and patterns? It can get so tiring; rewiring myself all the time. Cleaning out closets is a draining task, let alone cleaning out my life. However, there’s no way around doing the work. A clean, sensible closet feels good, useful, and streamlined. With less clutter we can more easily see what we are dealing with, which naturally leads to better choices. How proud and accomplished do we feel in organizing ourselves and eliminating excess? This holds true for every area of life, especially spiritual practice. It’s impossible to have an alive, breathing spiritual practice that doesn’t include constantly taking stock of how I’m getting in my own way. What is preventing me from fully merging with this moment, this relationship, this existence?Thoughts, conditions, and habits that have been deeply grooved over time take lots of work to clear out. Almost always these habits will weave their way back into our lives, simply because they are so used to being a part of us. We have parts within each of us, smaller selves that want to protect us, that have come to rely on the predictability of these habitual reactions, and the safety in knowing an outcome often trumps the practical knowledge that said outcome isn’t healthy or optimal. Which is why vigilance and determination is needed to honestly admit where/how/what we can truly release. If the changing leaves teach us anything, it’s that all things can be let go of in a way that’s not only natural but necessary to usher in a new season. Change is the most natural thing in the world, yet we fight it in so many ways, often using various distractions and strategies to numb ourselves to whatever the present moment contains (hi, Netflix and Instagram). Renunciation, the firm choice to release, brings freshness and clarity. It feels lighter and healthier to truly give certain things up, even if we have to do it a thousand times in the service of creating new and more desirable habits. When we are lighter we can move about the world with more freedom and joy, and the clutter starts to reveal what’s been hidden underneath; our true joyful nature, like the nature of a sweet baby. Holding onto unhealthy things feels like shit, at least I know that’s true in my case. My zen teacher is always asking us, “Do you really need that story?” It’s truly a phenomenon, what we can cling to and what we can put down, only the putting down is so much harder. It’s easy to pick up dislike or a grudge. It’s super easy to pick up mean ideas about ourselves! That can happen in 2 minutes and last a lifetime. Putting the grudge or self doubt down is way harder, seemingly impossible sometimes. Ideas, prejudices, anxieties, tales, all these fixed notions; we had none of these at birth. We collected them over time and often confuse them for our personality. It’s possible, however challenging, to put down these heavy boulders that do nothing but drag us down. Things are only heavy once we pick them up and keep carrying them. Our lens becomes distorted by the weight of all our various views. Nothing feels clear or bright. Use that heavy, clogged feeling as a gift. It’s an arrow pointing towards an area that needs attention and likely some form of release. The body is an excellent switchboard, lighting up in whatever place is holding something. Whichever place you usually hold tension, that’s an area that’s asking to be relieved of something. None of this ever means we spiritually bypass our angers, fears, or hurts. Those are valid and you are meant to feel those things, often very deeply. Your emotional experience matters. But at a certain point we owe it to ourselves, and those around us, to dig ourselves out from under the pain so we can better function in our lives. It’s a constant changing of the seasons within our own lives, bodies, and cycles. This is proof that we are nature in the purest form. Each of us is physically comprised of the elements: earth, water, fire, and air. All the elements are shape shifters, changing form to harness different powers as needed. This is us. We can shift and transform, and we are meant to do just that. One of the things I love so much about yoga is the idea that each shape we arrange ourselves into symbolizes change and flow. Each pose is different, each day is different. When we can relax the grip on our fixed ideas about ourselves, others, and life in general then we create space for surprise, possibility, and wonder. A life without wonder, to me, is death. It leaves no room for the delight of New, no room for true presence in each moment. It’s like a cancelling out of the magic of the moment before the moment even arrives. By magic I don’t mean hugely epic stuff, though I do like to invite that in as well. I mean the bliss of being quiet enough to hear the birds sing, share a meal, touch someone or something we love, really appreciate the smile of a stranger, or pay actual attention to a song. Simple things that feel genuinely wonderful (full of wonder) when we are clear enough to be present with what is, pleasant or unpleasant. This is the essence of zen. Just being deeply here for whatever arises, much of which we won’t like since that’s just how life often goes. I don’t practice Zen and meditation to “be happy” and erase the complications of life. Zen demands deep and careful inquiry into the eye of the storm. It’s a way to work with the mind and body, both feeling and physically bodies, so that I can locate an inner stillness that we all possess, underneath our stuff. Touching that pure place of stillness automatically leads to presence, which often naturally leads to joy. I can tell you that when I do touch that place, the hara in Zen found just behind the navel, it’s euphoric and extremely peaceful. Actual joyful chemicals are released and delivered throughout the body. Everything feels better, and knowing I can access it at any time is peaceful and empowering. It’s like there’s this treasure located deep within us, but we have to follow a complicated map of our own making in order to get there. Imagine that; our own painful, messy stuff is actually the key to finding the buried treasure. It’s like my teacher, Sensei Kōshin Paley Ellison, said recently, “when you fall on the ground use the ground to get back up”. When we are sad/angry/overwhelmed, we can use those very experiences to rise back up by being curious about what these experiences are trying to tell us. Btw, his weekly podcasts are amazing. I encourage anyone to listen to his practical, universal wisdom. Pain is always a teacher. Even impatience on a coffee line is winking at us to perhaps take a look at our need for control, our need to have the line move how WE feel it should move. Again, it’s usually always going back to the stories we spin. If we spun them we can also unravel them.
A couple of months ago I was really struggling in a couple of areas, spiritually and personally. I was at a precipice and I knew it. I knew what was being asked of me but I wasn’t ready to leap, since I was gripping on so tightly to certain stories. I was faced with certain choices, and at one point I decided it was enough of doing anything half assed. I don’t want half of anything; not in a relationship, not in my spiritual practice, not in my overall commitment to myself, not in how I treat my one precious life. I still have all the feels and thoughts that creep back in, and this weekend in particular I was knocked over with extreme agitation about something. It lasted awhile and it absolutely took me out of presence. And so I reminded myself of the choice I always have to practice renunciation. Once I relaxed the grip and need to hold onto this heavy topic, I was physically, mentally, and emotionally able to calm down and actually be in my body without fighting reality.

Renounce
Remind
Remember
Release
Relax
Refresh
Restart
Relearn
Renew
Return, Return, Return.

Navy and Camel in NYC

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I have been in love with the color combo of rich navy and caramel camel. They are a beautifully chic compliment to each other, a classy couple of colors. For this certain evening out in downtown NYC, the occasion called for a lil dash of special. I love transitional dressing in between seasons; the challenge taker in me likes to nail the changing weather requirements. I’m crazy about my new navy dress from Laligne. It’s so classically feminine and has such gravity because of the color and mood. The neckline, cap sleeves, and flowy bottom make me feel like the best dressed gal in the village (think Shtetl). My vintage camel leather duster with the perforated detailing was the perfect choice of outerwear. It worked lengthwise, color wise, and allowed pops of the dress to peek through aforementioned open detailing. Neutral Jimmy Choo heels, which I’ve had for at least 15 years, were the perfect choice to round out the look. The warm tones called for gold and neutral accessories, while quietly lending support to the strong star pieces. Downtown NYC is full of amazing spots for a photo op. It’s graffiti is legendary. This night happened to have been a gorgeous and balmy, full of people eating, laughing, and getting together at the many fabulous outdoor spots. If was joyous seeing the world coming back together after so much lockdown. I hope the wonderment of that stays with me…

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Fave NYC Apple Cider Donuts

I can’t resist the doughnuts from Doughnuttery. With locations throughout NYC, this donut destination is definitely a family fave. Their donut making kits are adorable and make a super fun activity for family night or even a birthday party. Apple Cider donuts are such a fun seasonal treat, and finding great ones is such a wholesome Fall tradition.

https://www.doughnuttery.com

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How to Train Your Mind Away from Anxiety — Ten Percent Happier

I recently had to read Unwinding Anxiety by Dr. Jud Brewer for my CPE class. I believe all human beings on earth should be made to read this book. I feel this way about other books in my chaplaincy curriculum, and I’ll be sharing those as well in the future. This book is incredibly helpful in doing exactly what it teaches. I don’t know a single person that doesn’t need help with this, and I’m learning more and more that there are many tools available to do this. Anxiety is not a life sentence, a personality, or a tar pit from which we can’t get unstuck. We are not our minds or nervous systems. We are much more than those things; we HAVE them but we are not them. This book also has an app of the same name that offers a wealth of grounding ways to help us unwind our anxiety. It’s our responsibility to learn how to manage our shit, so that we can get out of our own ways and habits that prevent us from being in relationship with the world and our loved ones. I hope you read this article, find it helpful, and perhaps be intrigued enough to buy the book and check out the app. To discover an existence in which we drive the mental bus instead of being trapped on it as it careens off a cliff, is revelatory and liberating.

https://www.tenpercent.com/meditationweeklyblog/on-anxiety

Fall Picnic Blankets

Autumn picnic season has arrived. Soon the leaves will start to change, pumpkin spice everything is already everywhere, and before we know it temps will drop. What better way to enjoy a crisp, magical Fall weekend then to picnic (solo or not) in a beautiful, jewel toned, leafy spot? Sweater weather, warm thermoses, all that great stuff is even yummier on a lovely picnic blanket. This is definitely on my to do list this season, and here are some of my favorite blanket styles. If covid had taught me anything, it’s to stop and take in change. Some changes are awful, some amazing. But to sit back and witness it all is really a gift. Speaking of which, any of these blankets would make a terrific gift and there are many sources that offer monogram options.


https://thekomorebicollection.com/products/jacquard-picnic-blanket

https://thekomorebicollection.com/products/jacquard-picnic-blanket

https://www.libertylondon.com/us/rainbow-stripe-recycled-wool-picnic-blanket-000732614.html

https://www.libertylondon.com/us/rainbow-stripe-recycled-wool-picnic-blanket-000732614.html

https://us.tartanblanketco.com/products/recycled-wool-waterproof-picnic-blanket-in-mustard-herringbone

https://us.tartanblanketco.com/products/recycled-wool-waterproof-picnic-blanket-in-mustard-herringbone

https://www.llbean.com/llb/shop/88878?page=waterproof-outdoor-blanket-plaid

https://www.llbean.com/llb/shop/88878?page=waterproof-outdoor-blanket-plaid

Composed Cauliflower Kale Salad

Tons of good stuff in this beautiful, hearty salad. Layers of varied, delicious grains and vegetables are used to create terrific taste and texture. The warm tones are so fitting as we transition into Fall, and using kale as a base is still a thing. This is one of those salads that’s easily a meal, making it perfect to bring to your Sukkot table (the less to carry out, the better!). Add feta, goat cheese, tofu, or sliced grilled chicken, based on how your meal is shaped. As is, this salad is great as a vegan dish on its own. The turmeric spiced cauliflower placed in the middle presents beautifully, the fresh mint lends a lightness, and the dressing is basically the flavored olive oil that comes in the jar of sun dried tomatoes. Doesn’t get easier than that. Add toasted pine nuts on top for crunch.

Ingredients:
4 cups chopped kale
4 cups of chopped cauliflower
1 cup freekeh cooked to package directions
1 1/2 cups EACH halved pitted kalamata olives, julienned sun dried tomatoes packed in oil, and white beans or chickpeas (one can is fine)
Fresh, whole mint leaves
Salt, pepper
2 tsp EACH of smoked paprika and turmeric
1 tsp cumin
Reserved oil from the tomato jar
A fresh lemon at room temperature (this gives off more juice)

Oven to 415. Toss the cauliflower with the salt, pepper, and seasonings and roast until tender and golden brown. Chop and prepare rest of ingredients as the cauliflower cooks. Toss the kale and massage with a nice amount of the flavored oil and a good squeeze of one half of the lemon. Arrange on your platter. Place the rest of the ingredients in rows on top of the kale, keeping the golden cauliflower in the middle as a focal point. As you can see, I arranged everything in a pattern so there’s balance color wise. Visuals! Top with fresh mint leaves, pine nuts if desired, and drizzle with more of the flavored oil. Squeeze the other lemon half all over. I found that a very light dressing felt right since there was already a lot happening as far as the various flavors.


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Pop That Collar

As a kid growing up in the 80’s, I HATED the popped collar thing. I simply did not understand it, and resented feeling confused by… a… shirt. I have clearly crossed over into popped collar territory, and I genuinely now think it’s a chic detail. James Spader of ‘89, I stand corrected! I love this striped Alexander Wang top. It’s cropped so it ain’t for days of bloat. I paired it with my DKNY long pleated skirt, black lacquer cuff you’ve seen a million times, and these super cute shoes. Diane B on the Upper East Side is a great shoe boutique. The lips detail was what grabbed me. I love including pops of personality off a classic color palette. Well used accessories always enhance a look. Scale, balance, and mood are always factors. My fave shot is off course the shoe as phone one; I adore pin up vibes. My kitchen floor lent the perfect black and white geometric backdrop. After 11 years in this house, I still fall in love with this tile every time. It’s so important to love your space.

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Today Is A Good Day To….

Unapologetically set boundaries, even if it’s hard.

Eat something you really enjoy.

Walk barefoot on any natural surface (grass, stone, dirt, stand in water).

Dance with abandon in your closet.

Reconnect with someone who has been on your mind.

Apologize to a loved one. Modeling apologies to our kids is vital for so many reasons.

Download that song you’ve been loving on the radio.

Begin therapy.

Sit and breathe for five minutes.

Get or give a massage.

Bake something.

Photograph or sketch anything in nature.

Be silly.

Think of five things you love/like/appreciate about yourself.

Slowly sip your tea, coffee, or smoothie. Being mindful and slow with our daily rituals is an important presence practice.

Keep your lymphatic drainage system working, in order to keep things flowing to eliminate toxins. I do this with yoga, dry brushing my skin, self oil massage, and Ga Shua facial massage.

Organize that closet or drawer. How we care for our space matters. Again, mindfulness is a practice that spills over.

Express verbal appreciation to our families, friends, co workers, employees.

Find a support group.

Not berate yourself.

Lay in the sun, even for a few minutes.

Bring flowers or something to an elderly neighbor. Everyone wins in an act of genuine kindness.

Listen to a talk, podcast, or E book that will benefit you. Doing things purely for enjoyment is extremely beneficial.

Admit out loud you need support.

Investigate the negative beliefs you hold about yourself. It’s the only way to clear them out. It takes time and possibly a village, but it’s the only way to free yourself from what lurks be beneath that surface we all carefully construct. It’s ok to be afraid of the discomfort. Choose bravery over familiarity.

Pick seasonal fruit at a farm.

Play the cloud game with your kids (what shapes the clouds look like).

Do something fun you liked as a kid. Play is a vitamin.

Take vitamins. I take a lot daily and it’s an essential part of my self care routine.

Think about what you really want for your life, and manifest that. Imagine it, create what it looks like in your mind. Feel it. Pinterest boards are a fun tool for this. Anything you can imagine means it’s a possibility (I mean, unless you’re imagining becoming a unicorn or Jeff Bazos’s penis rocket).

Take a class, virtually or in person, on that topic you’ve been wanting to explore. We are blessed to now have infinite access to virtual education. Make time for what matters to you. No one needs to approve or get it. No one.

Book a hair color/cut appointment.

Have a good day.
A good day doesn’t mean it’s 24 hours of blissful perfection. That’s an illusion that will lead to disappointment and possible feelings of failure. A good day looks like being at one with whatever the moment/hour/brings. To embrace your sadness is good. To acknowledge your healthy feelings of anger is good. To admit you were wrong feels amazing. Our dark parts need attention, and to welcome them into our day is good, healthy, and necessary. They get stronger when ignored. They belong here because they have a lot to teach, and they will stay until they do.

Not lie to yourself. About anything. Denial solves nothing. Shame solves nothing. We begin to release only with radical honesty. Start slow.

Remind yourself of your worth. Over and over again.

Not kick yourself for lapsing in knowing your worth.

Start to truly ask yourself what a good day looks and feels like to you. What can you add to your ever changing, personal list?


Allow each day to be different, even if it may appear the same.

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Pinstripe Update

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Leave it to French brand Jaquemus to slay it with this piece. I bought it 6 years ago on a trip to LA. It was not cheap, and it was worth it. I’m glad I own this since I most likely would not spend that much on one thing today. It feels good to splurge on something you love that will last. This sexy, interesting use of the classic navy pinstripe is killer. The strapless top and wide pants legs feel like an evening gown/pants suit hybrid, so I can wear this on a special date or even to a more formal event. This is awesomely linen, so it’s a great warm weather look that incorporates the formal, darker navy pinstripes. I adore the wavy edge of the top as a contrast to the the menswear vibe.
For more formal looks I like to part my hair on the side, and I’m always cognizant of how hair can support the overall styling.


Edamame Hummus

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This is a fresh take on the delicious Israeli staple. It’s cool to see the varieties of hummus out there; beet, carrot, sesame free for those allergic, to name a few. Hummus is the main condiment in Israel, to a humorously staggering degree (see Adam Sandler’s iconic character The Zohan). I love this dip with grilled bread, crackers, crudités, or as a spread on a sandwich.

Ingredients:
2 cups thawed shelled edamame beans
4 tbsp avocado oil
3/4 cup fresh lemon or lime juice
2 cloves peeled fresh garlic
1/2 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
1/2 cup fresh basil leaves
1/4 cup tahini
1/2 tsp salt, 1/4 tsp pepper

Add all ingredients to a food processor and blend until smooth and creamy. Play around with the oil and juice amounts to achieve your preferred texture. Adjust seasonings to taste if necessary, and garnish with a couple of fresh basil leaves and a sprinkle of paprika. Store up to 3 days in the fridge in an airtight container.

Birthday List

I wanted to share something I did today while celebrating the birthday of someone special. A few of us were at lunch for the occasion, and as I like to do, I asked all present to go around the table 21 times (the person was turning 21) and say something nice about the guest of honor. What made this atypical was that the birthday individual was part of this exercise. It may have felt strange of uncomfortable at first, and one person there thought it was weird to ask the person to say nice things about themselves.
We live in an environment in which we are so conditioned to not honor ourselves. Anything we do in favor of us is deemed boastful, self centered, even selfish. It’s crazy; we read posts all over social media how we must love ourselves and how the most important relationship we have is with ourselves. We like and heart these posts, but what does this even mean when it’s so awkward to acknowledge and appreciate ourselves for our gifts, strengths, qualities, and contributions? It’s not bullshit to say that the way we treat ourselves is the blueprint for how we treat others. As Buddhist teacher Jack Kornfield says, if our circle of compassion doesn’t include ourselves then it’s incomplete. I have become a firm believer in embracing what I love about myself, in looking at my strengths just as easily and quickly as I look at my faults and screw ups. As my zen teacher says, no one needs to practice for finding fault in ourselves and others. We are frighteningly good at that, right? Yet most of us have such a hard time celebrating ourselves. It’s like speaking our good parts out loud feels like nails on a chalkboard. Which is really sad. Why, as a society, do we have such a tough time shouting our awesomeness from the rooftop? Who taught us not to and why? We can change this conditioning, which is why this birthday activity felt so joyful and necessary. We have to train our minds for self love, and it’s vital we teach our children this. I loved hearing what this person said about herself. It made this game more fun, surprising, and special. We must champion ourselves more than we self criticize, and the most effective way to do this is to familiarize ourselves with learning about our wonderful contributions to our own life and to the lives of others. This awareness alone is something to honor. It takes courage to take a magnifying glass to ourselves in any way, and it’s a crucial endeavor to that rich inner connection we all seek. If the point of life is to connect, which I believe it is, then that begins at home.
I hope this idea helps you invite your loved ones to participate in learning how to be in their own fan club. We all want to see our loved ones thrive and be joyful, and teaching them that it’s ok to love themselves is a very important piece to that puzzle. The more we fill our own cup, the more we can pour onto others.