Too hot to cook? This week (okay, last week) in the crisper, suggestions on how to eat well without touching the stove. Read the full post here on Serious Eats.
Zucchini overload threatening your personal safety? Shred it and forget it. These savory zucchini pancakes will disappear in no time. They’re surprisingly kid-friendly and are a great excuse for a party. What more could you ask for from a vegetable? Recipe here on Serious Eats.
When harpoon-caught swordfish appears at the market, Umami Girl gets back in the game after a seven-year abstinence.
How the time went by is another story altogether, but it’s been seven years since I was the type of fresh-faced girl who thought having children was for old, boring people. They say that’s enough time for cell renewal to have made me a whole new person, inside and out. I think it shows, don’t you? Not coincidentally, it’s also been seven years since I started imagining that swordfish leaves a metallic taste on the tongue and a greenish glow in the eyes.
Before that, I really liked swordfish. Loved it, even. But that’s what happens when you’re neurotic to the core and start to think about becoming a parent. You don’t just heed the warnings about mercury. You live them. (Sure, you acted all blasé in college, but you never really learned to calibrate your fears, did you—only to suppress them. See how we’re talking about you here, by the way?)
Now that the baby is about to turn two, I’ve been yammering a fair amount about reclaiming my “personhood” in all its neurotic glory. As far as I can tell, this means taking on some additional freelance writing work if I ever get around to pitching anything, maybe buying a couple of cute new pairs of pants for the fall, and finally getting my hands on (and my head around) a couple of swordfish steaks again. Yeowww!
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