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Big yellow pot.

Posted on March 5, 2012

When I first looked into the grad program I’m now in at Boston University, the academic director told me that most students do the program part-time because the classes are at night, it was originally intended for people working full-time, and the program is academically rigorous so a part-time schedule enables students to get more out of what they’re learning. I’m curious to know what grad program would not be considered academically rigorous but that’s another issue.

 

Every time I had considered grad school in the past I always found myself admiring people who were able to balance work and school. Although they’d probably argue that there was no real balance. I always thought “There’s no way I’d work and go to school. I’d go full-time, head on, get in, get out.”

 

So, naturally, I’m now in a grad program part-time and working part-time. You know what they say about the best laid plans.

 

+ fresh out of the oven +

 

Balance is an interesting concept. The more I try to get some, the harder it is to come by. I think balance is a very personal thing. Each time I talk to someone else in my program about how to find a balance between all of the things we’re trying to do and accomplish, I realize that the balance others are seeking probably wouldn’t work for me. Most notably, I need more sleep!

 

I keep trying to take a step back and remind myself that finding balance in life is always a challenge, and doing it while entering a new season of life is especially tricky. How do I find the time to go to class, do all of the work that’s being asked of me, get paid to do a part-time job, try new recipes, enjoy the blogosphere, get regular exercise, get regular sleep, skype with my family, keep up with my friends, and socialize? Oh, and do the laundry that’s currently sitting on the floor staring up longingly at me.

 

+ big yellow pot wonder +

 

I’ll let you know when I figure it out. Right now the only kind of balance I can seem to find is in the kitchen. It’s my zen place. Since I haven’t found a yoga studio here yet. So bear with me as I compare my life to the big yellow pot you see pictured above. You know that saying about how life is like a box of chocolates? Right now my life could certainly use a box of chocolates, but it feels an awful lot like this big yellow pot. A pot that for years belonged to my grandmother, which I never knew until I found it in her garage after she passed away. It took me a matter of seconds to realize that this pot was the one possession of my grandmother’s that I wanted to have with me. I’ll introduce you to my grandmother later. Incredible woman. Incredibly complicated relationship.

 

Anyhow, this pot, big and beautiful and rustic and charmingly aged, just begs to be used. So far since moving to Boston I’ve used it to make an enormous chocolate chip cookie and this wild rice and mushroom casserole. And that’s a little bit like what my life feels like right now. One day it feels like an amazing chocolatey, chewy, perfectly sweet deliciousness of a cookie that I can’t stop eating. The next day it feels like a warm and hearty hodgepodge of a casserole that fills me up pretty quickly and requires some time before diving in again. Some days it feels a little empty and uninspired. It’s hard to keep up.

 

So I’m trying to go with the flow. I realize that as soon as I find some kind of balance a new semester is going to begin and throw me right off my rocker again. That’s okay. I’ll survive. I’ll just keep cooking in Grandma Barbara’s big yellow pot.

 

+ wild rice and mushroom casserole +

 

Wild Rice Casserole

Adapted from Super Natural Every Day by Heidi Swanson

Serves 6

Prep time: 45 minutes

Cooking time: 30-60 minutes

  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 cup cottage cheese
  • 1/2 cup greek yogurt
  • 1 teaspoon spicy or whole grain mustard
  • fine grain salt (kosher or sea salt)
  • 1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil
  • 8 ounces mushrooms, sliced or chopped (Any variety will work. I used button mushrooms because those were available.)
  • 1 large yellow onion, finely chopped
  • 3 garlic cloves, minced
  • 3 cups cooked rice or grain at room temperature (Any combination of wild rice, brown rice, even quinoa or another grain would work well here. To save time I used precooked frozen rice. Just be sure it’s good quality.)
  • 1/2 cup freshly grated Gruyère cheese
  • 1 teaspoon roughly chopped fresh tarragon or thyme (Be careful here. Both herbs are quite strong!)

 

Preheat the oven to 350°F with a rack in the top third of the oven. Generously slather a medium-large baking dish with olive oil. Or use a big yellow pot that you inherited from your grandmother. Mine is about 10 inches in diameter and worked well here.

 

In a large bowl, whisk together the eggs, cottage cheese, greek yogurt, mustard, and 1/2 teaspoon of salt.

 

In a large skillet (or big yellow pot) over high heat, combine the olive oil with a few pinches of salt. Stir in the mushrooms, being sure to cover with the olive oil. Let the mushrooms cook in the pan without bothering them for about 5 minutes. Mushrooms like to be left alone to do their business of browning and releasing water. Keep an eye on them, though, and once they’ve reduced in size a bit stir occasionally until they’re nicely browned.

 

Add the onion to the mushrooms and cook for a few minutes until the onions are translucent. Then stir in the garlic and cook for another minute, being careful not to burn the garlic. Remove the pan from the heat, add the rice, and stir to combine.

 

Combine the rice mixture and the cottage cheese mixture either in a large bowl or in said big yellow pot. Stir to combine and put the mixture into your prepared baking dish if you’re not using the one pot wonder that is Grandma’s big yellow pot. Sprinkle about 2/3 of the grated cheese over the mixture and cover with aluminum foil. This ensures you can control how brown the cheese gets.

 

Bake for 30 minutes. Remove the foil and bake for another 20-30 minutes depending on how quickly your oven browns the cheese. Alternatively, you could broil the casserole for a few minutes to save time, but be sure to keep an eye on it so that the cheese doesn’t burn. The casserole is done when it’s hot throughout and a nice deep brown along the edges. See picture above!

 

Serve sprinkled with the chopped herb of your choice and the remaining grated cheese.

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I dot my i’s, cross my t’s, and fry my eggs.

Posted on March 2, 2012

One of the more difficult parts of my move to Boston has been transitioning back into the world of academia. Academia. Yikes. Come to think of it, I’m not sure I can say I’ve transitioned back into academia when I’m not sure I’ve ever truly been here before. Yes, yes, I went to college and took classes and, well, had fun and partied and made friends and figured out what I had to do to get by with good grades and a degree. I enjoyed some of my classes, most notably my ceramics class and advertising class and those classes with certain members of the male species. Forgive me.

Don’t worry, mom and dad, it really was worth every single penny.

+ perfection lying serenely between two toasted pieces of bread +

 

But being in grad school is something else. First of all, I’m no longer 18. Gasp. Which means that I’ve had just enough time and life experience to develop actual opinions about what I want to learn and how I want to study and what I think makes a class interesting and productive. After all, I chose this program for very specific reasons. Reasons I remind myself of every single day.

 

Second of all, there is a significant lack of hand holding. Scratch that. There is no hand holding. Now, I realize I’m an adult, we’re adults, and should be able to figure everything out on our own. After all, we’re resourceful enough to have found and been accepted to a graduate program, right? And while I can appreciate this mindset and really do enjoy being challenged, I am finding that some help, direction, and a wee bit of teeny tiny hand holding would be beneficial. Academically speaking. Because there are no members of the male species in my classes.

 

Third of all, and lastly, for now, there are things called abstracts and policy briefs and literature reviews. “Lit review.” I know, I wondered, too. And when I asked my professor last night in class to give us some actual, tangible, doable, basic first steps to starting my lit review, she said she didn’t think any of her professors ever told her how to do it. She just figured it out.

 

Ouch.

 

So on days when I find myself longing to feel a little less overwhelmed and a little less lost I do what feels most comfortable and natural. I walk into my kitchen and get to cooking something. Something that’s comfy and cozy and that I just want to hold hands with. Like a fried egg sandwich. Covered in perfectly salty Manchego cheese and wilted baby greens and, well, mayo. Don’t judge.

 

+ I die. For runny yolks and baby greens and a pretty plate to eat on +

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Boston today.

Posted on February 29, 2012

Mama and Popsicle. I have the best parents in the whole wide world. They came out to Boston for 3 days to help me move into my new apartment and I’m quite sure I would’ve gone crazy (well, more than usual, anyways) if they hadn’t been here. Mom graciously tagged along to Ikea and Home Goods and Target. Dad selflessly stayed home to clean blinds and assemble furniture and even vacuum. And even until the bitter end they offered nothing but positive support and an upbeat spirit. Neither of which, I must admit, I always had to offer.

When they left I felt an instant hole created by their absence. So, walking to class that first day I got an idea to try to continue sharing my time here with them by taking a picture every day. Thus “Boston today.” was born. One picture taken every day and posted on Facebook to give daily glimpses into this new season in my life. People keep telling me they’re really enjoying them, so I keep taking them! I’m also excited to have a collection with me forever, always able to remind me of what this year (and longer) was like.

 

Boston today.

+ heading to work +
+ a day in the life +

+ view from my living room +
+ park along my commute +

+ the T +
+ the regal beagle +

+ coolidge corner +
+ chili and cornbread +

+ not my commute +
+ fridge wisdom +

+ where the magic happens…classroom learning +
+ brookline village library +

+ the haven +
+ my mornings +

+ typical +
+ jp licks…yum +

+ shopping along newbury street +
+ baked oatmeal for a rainy day +

+ rainy day +
+ BU from above +

+ food and the city conference at boston university +
+ sushi…finally! +

+ my T stop +
+ BU fit rec center +

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