DO IT YOURSELF: Rice & Veggie Stir-Fry

January 24, 2012

Looking pretty legit for a slapdash affair.

As I stated in the aforementioned post (which I literally wrote, like, 5 seconds ago), I’m dealing with the annoying realization that most of the Lean Cuisines I would normally bring to work are currently verboten, as they contain dairy. (And I’m not really PROUD of bringing Lean Cuisines, but I got into a too-lazy-to-cook rut.)

I’m sick of buying expensive commissary lunches and I needed to get back in the cooking groove anyway, so I decided to cook something veggie-full that I could kind of improvise for dinner/tomorrow’s lunch (of course, that involves willpower… can’t eat it all at dinner).

I was reading some gluten-free website about what you can cook for dinner, and there was a lot of talk of whipping up rice-based dishes. Now, I’m not trying to be gluten-free right now because A) I never got my Celiac test results, so they’re probably negative (?) and B) If I cut out gluten and dairy all at once… too many variables. But my mind kept going to a veggie & rice stir-fry… I remember at least one of my former roommates making similar dishes, and it seemed doable.

Since I MIGHT still find out that I AM gluten-sensitive, and since I should probably cut back a bit on the gluten just for kicks, I am trying not to stock up on anything too wheat-y. Another reason for going with rice and veggies, since they will still be viable no matter how my tests come in. (PS– I tried gluten-free corn/quinoa pasta– it’s pretty good!)

So I went to Trader Joe’s and grabbed some good-looking veggies… I wanted to get a pre-cut veggie mix meant for stir-frying, but I couldn’t find one. But a few of the elements were still pre-cut, namely some sort of garlic/onion/shallot mixture.

Quick milk story– while I was putting my groceries away, I emptied my ice cream-making milk cartons (expired anyway) and went to put them in my recycles bag– only to find a big spider. So I THREW an empty milk carton on top of the spider, because that’s how I kill spiders. And I still haven’t moved the carton, because I’m scared of living AND dead spiders. (And not 100% sure I killed it?)

So… there’s a good use for milk, even if you can’t drink it. (And… is anybody interested in coming over and putting a probably-dead spider in the trash?)

Blurry veggie mugshot.

Ingredients: The aforementioned onion/garlic/shallot/leek (?) mix, broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, mushrooms, green beans, Soyaki (contains wheat… but that’s okay!), frozen brown rice, egg white. I bought potatoes, but then I realized that with the rice it would be a starch overload (maybe). So… potatoes some other time.

I got the veggies going in the pan with a little olive oil, in basically the order I just listed. After the carrots and before the mushrooms, I added some Soyaki and then added a cup or so of water, realizing that the veggies needed a while to cook without burning. So I chopped the rest of the veggies and threw them in while the water evaporated out. (I never covered it because I don’t have a cover… sigh.)

Come on in, the water's fine.

I have to say, I felt pretty cool because I was mostly improvising and going on my cooking instincts. Which– suddenly I have cooking instincts?

After the water was mostly gone, I added the rice to the pan. At first the frozen brown rice looked like sizzling rice from a Chinese restaurant, but as it cooked it looked much more brown rice-like. (I also bought jasmine rice, for future experiments.) I added another dash of Soyaki, unsure of how strong it would taste… I figured I could add soy sauce if it was weak.

Enter the rice.

Once the rice was hot enough (I literally ascertained this by TOUCHING it– hey, I’m the only one eating it), I cracked two eggs (not at the same time) and dribbled the egg whites over the pan. I always like finding egg in my fried rice, and I figured it was a nice bit of protein (but I wasn’t too concerned– I had chicken at lunch).

This came out really well– the broccoli and cauliflower were cooked to softness, the peas still had some snap, and the Soyaki wasn’t too overbearing. I daresay I’ll be continuing to expand my stir-frying vocabulary in the coming months… and for the rest of my life! (I mean, why limit the timeframe?)

And the best part– I have enough left over for lunch tomorrow!

See the egg?

That’s a new IKEA bowl… it has a pretty little design on the outside that you can’t see. (Sucka!) I recently realized that all my plastic Target bowls that I’ve been microwaving for YEARS aren’t microwave safe. WHOOPS. (And I wonder why I don’t feel well.) So… I’m team ceramic now. If I break the bowls… they were cheap.

Later (after dessert…) when I thought of it, I made myself a salad of simple romaine lettuce with lemon squeezed over it, followed by generous dashes of salt and pepper. A wonderful, healthy dressing– so easy, and so delicious. Makes me feel like a badass to whip it up.

Speaking of deliciousness, tonight I discovered the Sunday Suppers blog… the pictures are divine. Look at these tea sandwiches! I was just starting to lament that I don’t live a fancy life of stylish suppers and gourmet cooking with friends when I realized that the gatherings are CLASSES. If you live in Brooklyn… I’m jealous. Go to a Sunday Supper (unless they’re, like, crazy expensive).

Hmm… maybe I should just try to establish a stylish cooking klatch amongst my own friends. I love klatches. (Though I’m not sure I’m spelling that right… I think there are multiple ways to tackle it.) But I don’t know if mine would be QUITE as fancy or well-lit. (They’d be… un-fancy, let’s be real.)

Tonight I’ll just have to settle for living in the Brooklyn of LA (or is it?) and being able to whip up a pretty tasty improvised dinner for one. Baby steps.

xoxo…

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Snack Trek: Hollywood Farmers’ Market

September 26, 2010

Green, how I want you green.

When I imagine my coolest self, I see her browsing farmers’ markets and using her purchases to whip up delicious little meals. (Or maybe my imaginary boyfriend would whip up meals… if we’re going full fantasy here.) (But I would help with the shopping and the cooking… and the eating. Definitely the eating.) (Best imaginary girlfriend ever?)

Every Sunday when I exit the gym (I start my Sunday off with some weightlifting… fierce!), I see people going into the Hollywood Farmers’ Market across the street. But I never go in, because I don’t have any cash, or because I don’t want to go in alone, or I’m too sweaty, or blah blah excuses.

Until today. I stuck some cash in my gym bag, and post-workout I headed into the fray.

Loyal blog-readers (and people who actually know me) know that while I’m game to try all sorts of cakes and burgers, my REAL favorite foods are fruits and vegetables. Healthy things. (Shocking? You don’t know my life!)

I thought that the farmers’ market was only a block long. I didn’t expect to take pictures or blog it. But it turned out to be a sprawling affair, running down Ivar from Sunset to Hollywood. About halfway along Ivar the market broke off along Selma, running from Cahuenga to almost-Vine. (Trader Joe’s was a few hundred feet from the boundary. Ha.)

From above, the market would probably look like a lower-case “t.” Kinda.

I think I went into must-blog-this mode when I realized that there were FREE SAMPLES. Post-workout, what’s better than free fruit slices, of the organic farm variety? (I ate a fig! Like, a green one with red insides. Not in a Newton.)

Everybody wants a piece of this.

The market had a very laid-back vibe. People of all ages, lots of hip young couples with babies. (As I walked to the market, I passed a cool dad strapping his son into a stroller. “You haven’t been in this bad boy for a while,” the dad said. “You must be pretty excited!” And it was funny, because I bet that dad used to be a badass.) (He still is, but dad-style.)

The Selma cross-street had breads and actual cooked food, like kabobs and ravioli (and the Border Grill truck). But I only took pictures on Ivar. (I WISH I’d taken a picture at the snail booth. They had a hand-made sign that said, “Good snails are back.”)

Look at these personal pan watermelons! They are called sugarbabies! They are actually personal pan size. (Sorry, Trader Joe’s.)

Sugarbabies!

That imposing shadow is me, with my hair pulled back. The sun is RAGING today. So hot right now.

I was VERY tempted to purchase a honeyloupe. Who can keep honeydew and cantaloupe straight, anyway? I always say one when I mean the other.

Mad science.

Sadly, no free honeyloupe samples. But how could it not be delicious? (Then again– how do beautiful people have ugly kids?)

These eggplants were ELECTRIC purple. I don’t even think a photo can capture the eye-grabbing intensity. I spotted them from afar, which is very uncommon with my shitty eyes.

Purple people-pleaser.

Seriously. Intense.

Let’s cleanse our palates with MORE SAMPLES.

Yes please.

There were also non-food amusements. Busking musicians. A man making balloon animals. And… you know, cute young guys playing in an Old World-style ensemble.

Braving the heat.

Not pictured: mushrooms, meats, seafood, flowers, pretzel bread etc etc. What can I say? I got fruit-happy. I’m such an Appleface. (Also I only took pictures of things if the vendors were busy/not looking.)

There was a disappointing lack of all things pumpkin, at least as far as I could see. I was READY to buy some pumpkin butter, or some spice cake. Sad face.

It was really nice to discover such a pleasant environment, right in the middle of Hollywood. I was reminded of childhood visits to the Orange County Swap Meet, and also of an outdoor market I adored in Southwark, London. (I just googled it, and I believe it’s the Borough Market.) It’s nice to know that I can have this without going home or abroad. Just part of my Los Angeles routine.

Gym, farmers’ market, laundry. How “Jersey Shore” of me. (I probably could say I did a full-on GTL, because I was really worried that I was getting a sunburn at the market. I probably got at least a few freckles.)

Now I just have to buy something/learn how to cook.

But hey– baby steps.

xoxo…


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