A slice of heaven, indeed

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If I had a dime for each time I’ve screwed up a magazine recipe, I’d probably have almost twelve dollars.

Let’s just say my finished product never ends up looking quite as good as the professional photo in the magazine.

But last Saturday, I got close. Really close. I’m proud to present, my first attempt at ‘Green Herb and Goat Cheese Pie with Potato Crust’ from this month’s issue of Shape magazine.


Shape’s version


My version

Not bad, eh?

Although if I’m being perfectly honest, the recipe probably turned out so well because I didn’t actually make it by myself. After noticing the phrase “Goat cheese pie” (ummm…yes, please!) while quickly flipping through pages, I decided to host an impromptu “potbrunch”.

Relax, it’s not a weed smoking brunch.

Think of it as potluck meets baking party. All of my friends from CrossFit were responsible for brining one of the ingredients over to my place after our Saturday morning workout. We all prepped, assembled, and baked the pie together.

I was responsible for making/refilling coffee.

(Like I said, this is probably why the recipe turned out so well.)

Scott — initially skeptical that we were making a “diet recipe from some girlie magazine” enjoyed the meal so much, he’s requested I bake it again this weekend. We’ll see how successful I can be when left to my own devices.

Want to try it out with me? The recipe is simple, healthy, and perfect for a lazy weekend breakfast. Here’s how to do it:


Shape’s Green Herb and Goat Cheese Pie with Potato Crust

  • 12 ounces Swiss chard
  • 8 ounces curly kale
  • 1/4 cup chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley
  • 1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves
  • 1.5 pounds Yukon Gold potatoes
  • 2 tablespoons butter
  • 8 eggs
  • 1/4 cup heaving whipping cream
  • 1/2 teaspoon sea salt
  • 4 ounces  goat cheese
  1. Preheat oven to 375
  2. Melt butter in a 10-inch baking skillet over low heat. (We used a cast iron skillet, and it worked beautifully.) Make sure the bottom and sides of the pan are coated.
  3. Slice the potatoes (with the skins on) into super thin slices. You can use a knife, or do like we did, and bust out the mandolin slicer. (I make someone else do this part as I’m prone to slicing my fingers open.)
  4. Place the potatoes in the pan on top of the melted butter. Overlap them by about half an inch, covering the bottom and sides of your baking dish. This will be your crust.
  5. Remove the stems from the kale and Swiss chard and chop into medium size pieces. Toss the chopped up greens with the thyme and parsley. (I went out and purchased fresh thyme and parsley for this recipe, and then  forgot to add them. FML.)
  6. Press the green mixture firmly into the bottom of the potato crust.
  7. Beat the eggs, salt and heavy cream. Pour on top of the greens.
  8. Sprinkle the top with goat cheese. Bake for 40-45 minutes.
  9. Allow pie to rest for 5 minutes before slicing into 8 wedges.

Nutrition per serving: 241 calories, 14g fat (7.5g saturated), 18g carbs, 13g protein, 3g fiber, 422mg sodium


I hope you love this recipe as much as my friends and I did. The buttery potatoes for a crust? Brilliant. And let’s be honest…everything is better with goat cheese.

Also, I highly suggest picking up this month’s issue of Shape if you don’t already have a copy. They had so many amazing looking recipes, especially in the Cinco de Mayo inspired feature. Black bean tostadas and mango guacamole? I can’t wait to whip those up beg Scott to make them for me.

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A series of stupid decisions I made over the weekend:

1. Eating a ridiculously hot chicken wing. To my credit, I was attending a 21st birthday party, and feeling kind of…well…old. Something about taking a risk and ingesting the wing tricked me into believing I was closer to 20 than 30.

(And to think, if I had managed 11 more I would have gotten a free t-shirt and my name on the wall!)


2. Going through an uncovered drive-thru in the middle of one of the worst downpours I’ve ever experienced. Truly, the only thing worse than eating greasy fast food is eating greasy fast food that’s sopping wet.

3. Purchasing a high-waisted graphic print jumpsuit, complete with cutouts that are strategically placed over my Christmas hams. (That’s my affectionate nickname for “love handles”.)

4. Drinking an entire bottle of wine before hitting up T.J. Maxx. (Don’t worry — I didn’t drive. But yes…this may have been behind the Christmas ham jumpsuit.)

5. Dedicating my Sunday afternoon to the two-hour Breaking Amish Season 1 reunion special. (The worst part? It was on-demand, which meant I selected it from dozens of  more preferable viewing options out of my own free will.)

6. Ordering “The Tour of Italy” at–cringe–the Olive Garden. (Scott still doesn’t know about this.)

7. Willingly drinking a giant glass of Mountain Dew. I hate Mountain Dew! I judge people who drink Mountain Dew! (Let’s just say it’s kind of a long story.)

8. Willingly drinking a giant glass of Mountain Dew fifteen minutes before bedtime. Pretty sure that stuff is made of nothing but caffeine and mildly toxic food coloring.

Truly, my only sound decision of the weekend was finally getting around to starting season 1 of Vikings. Ragnar Lothbrok is pretty much my new hero. Can you blame me? He’s strong, has awesome hair, and has probably never allowed a drop of Mountain Dew through those rugged Nordic lips of his.

Seriously…why are all the bad choices I make a direct result of the things I put in my mouth?

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The Fab Five: April 2014

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So…we got four inches of snow yesterday. Isn’t Holy Week supposed to be…I don’t know…warm? Or at least warm-ish?

Thank the risen Lord that sixty-degree temps should be rolling in just in time for Easter Sunday. Meanwhile, here’s my five April picks that have been helping me cope with life in Smalltown Winterfell.


1. Trader Joe’s Light Champagne Vinaigrette



In search of the most bomb-ass salad dressing that ever was? Look no further, blog friends. This stuff is delicious, cheap ($1.99 if purchased at Tradey’s), and light enough that it won’t sabotage your diet. I love it with organic spinach, and just a pinch of nutritional yeast flakes. Yum.


2. Loreal Magic Skin Beautifier BB Cream


I purchased a tube of this at my hometown Walgreens back in Washington last month. I’d mistakenly packed foundation that was  way, way waaaay too dark. (Think a less severe version of the NJ tanning mom.)  I grabbed this stuff on a whim, hoping it would carry me through the rest of the week, and somewhat blend in with my neck.

Let me just say that “magic” is a gross understatement. This tiny bottle contains a primer and super-sheer foundation that manages to hide shine and even out your skin tone, while making it look like you aren’t actually wearing makeup. Go treat yo’ self to some! Because you’re worth it.

(Sorry…couldn’t resist.)


3. Sahara Pendant Necklace



Is it humanly possible for me to be more obsessed with this necklace from Stella & Dot’s brand new summer line?

No. No it is not.

At only $49 bucks, it was well worth the investment. Particularly as I plan on sporting it errrday, all summer long.


4. Sugar Shack Country Candles



At the risk of sounding like a cheesy candle spokeswoman, these candles have completely changed the ambiance of my home

Our good friends from college brought us a small sampling as a housewarming gift, and I’ve been hooked ever since. These babies are potent! One tiny candle has the power to make your entire house smell like heaven.  Plus, each product is handmade in Edgar, Nebraska — so you can feel good about supporting a small, privately owned business with each purchase. I’ve yet to come across a scent I haven’t loved — Fresh Bamboo is particularly refreshing as we (hopefully) head into the warmer months.

Also? I just tried on of their bars of soap this week. Life = changed.

(At least the small portion of my life that is spent in the shower.)

(And now I’m sounding like a cheesy soap spokeswoman. Apologies.)


5. FitBit One

fitbitI’ve owned my FitBit for several years, but only recently started wearing it again this month. In spite of six intense workouts a week, I’m not super active during the majority of my day.

In other words, I sit at a desk, sipping on coffee and typing emails. Usually at least one dog is in my lap.

I was inspired by Jessica Simpson, who shed her post-baby weight with a combination of Weight Watchers and taking at least 10,000 steps daily. Taking a note from Jess’ weight loss handbook, I’ve vowed to take 12,000 steps (approximately 6 miles) a day.

So far, working towards this goal has been really fun! When the weather’s nice, I take the dogs on a daily walk around the 3-mile loop that surrounds our house. As for snowy days like yesterday, I blast Missy Elliot on my headphones while strutting full speed around the indoor track at the Y. Indoors or out, I’m starting to remember how much I enjoy walking. It’s such a great way to relax, de-stress, and have some time alone with your thoughts. (And the lyrical stylings of Missy Elliot.)

My tiny FitBit One tracker has made reaching my daily step goal fun and easy. It’s small enough to be worn effortlessly and can remain hidden if necessary. It tracks my calories burned, steps taken, miles walked, flights of stairs climbed and sleep patterns. It even syncs wirelessly with a personal dashboard that I can access on my laptop or iPhone.


Four years later, I’m happy to say my FitBit is one of the best $100 investments I’ve ever made. If you’re in the market for an activity tracker, I highly recommend it!


What are you guys loving this month? Anyone else completely enamored with their FitBit? Still…I think my favorite thing on the list is that salad dressing. I’m not joking when I say I could drink it straight out of the bottle.


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The phrase “Minnesota Nice” gets thrown around an awful lot around these parts.

Wikipedia defines the term to mean “the stereotypical behavior of people born and raised in Minnesota to be courteous, reserved, and mild-mannered.”

Or as I like to describe it, “Having really cool neighbors who leave sushi in your mailbox.”

(Allow me to explain.)

Last night, I was in dire need of some Minnesota kindness. I’ve had an exhausting week at work, and was sore to the point of avoiding the toilet whenever possible due to a CrossFit workout. By the time five o’clock rolled around, all I wanted was a glass of wine, and some time on the couch.

Instead, I had to drag my throbbing body to the gym so I might renew my First Aid and CPR certification.

For the fifth freaking time.


“Annie, Annie…are you okay??? Cause I’d REALLY like to go home and pop open a bottle of Merlot….”

I was in the middle of giving chest compressions to a fake, plastic baby when my phone started vibrating. It was my next door neighbor calling. I let the call go to voicemail, continuing my five cycles of infant CPR. Even I’m not selfish enough to let a fake baby die on the table.

We had moved on to wrapping bloody wounds when I noticed my neighbor calling again. Being that she doesn’t call often, I started to grow concerned. Was she watching my house burn down? Had my dogs escaped and started terrorizing her cows again? Was someone trying to break into my house and steal my giant self-portrait?

“I’m sorry, this call is important — I kind of need to take it.” I explained to my partner before jetting out of the room. The fake hemorrhaging injury on her forearm would simply have to wait.

I answered the phone on the very last ring, preparing myself for the worst. At least we have excellent homeowner’s insurance, I assured myself.

“Do you like sushi?!” my neighbor immediately exclaimed.


Long story short, our friends next door had come across some sushi-grade ahi tuna from a pal in the restaurant business. The best part? They were kind enough to save a fillet for Scott and I to try. If we liked it, we could split an order for a giant case with them, and get it at wholesale price.

I’m not sure which was more exciting — the fact that our home hadn’t burned to the ground, or the opportunity to acquire badass tuna at less than $3.00 a fillet.

I explained I was stuck in CPR training, but promised to stop by as soon as I was home to pick up the fish. Rushing back to the classroom, I finished my final exam as quickly as possible. Mama wanted some tuna…NOW.

My test completed, I located Scott and scurried him out to the car. “DRIVE!” I instructed loudly, “The neighbors have Ahi for us!”

That was all Scott needed to hear–the man loves sushi even more than I do. He sped the entire way home, visions of how he would prepare our fresh sampling from the sea splashing through his imagination.

As we pulled on to our dirt road, Scott slowed down, pulling up alongside the mailbox.

“No time!!” I screeched impatiently, “TUNA!”

Relax, Katrina. I just want to see if we got any bills today.”

I would have rolled my eyes, had it not been for the glorious slab of fish, delicately covered in saran wrap that happened to be perched just inside the door of our mailbox.



Ummm…if that’s not “Minnesota Nice”, I don’t know what is.


SIDE NOTE: While we desperately wanted to eat the tuna raw, Scott argued  fish that’s been sitting in a mailbox for an undisclosed period of time should probably be at least slightly cooked. He seared it on the stove, coated it in sesame seeds, and whipped up a soy horseradish dipping sauce. In-freaking-credible.

(In other words, we’ll definitely be ordering an entire case. Thanks, neighbors!)

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