Homemade Almond Mylk - My favorite with Coffee or Matcha

Probably well over a year ago, my bosom buddy, Missy told me about this fabulous and easy way to make almond mylk.  It was only a few simple ingredients blended fresh that become a frothy treat in a glass. She also turned me on to golden milk (turmeric milk) which I may have to share with you as well. It's a powerhouse of wellness.

 Why is it "mylk" and not "milk"? Good question! I'm not so sure, but I know that most of the other recipes I have toyed with are all labeled as mylk, so I followed suit. Here is the way I like to make it, three ingredients, plus water.

When I use it in my coffee, I usually fill the mug with half coffee and half almond mylk, no sugar was needed due to the dates in the mylk. It is more of a beverage than a creamer, but it will replace creamer. Lately I've been enjoying it with matcha as a green tea latte type of drink. It's also super tasty plain. You can use different variations of course, like honey instead of dates to sweeten, or leave out the cinnamon. I'm a huge cinnamon fan, I add it to my coffee grounds in the french press, I added it to golden milk today to help fight off this virus I have going on. That cup of golden goodness was like wellness in a mug. You can also swap out the almond butter for other nut butters. I have used cashew butter before and it was great, usually a little easier on the stomach than almonds tend to be.

Anyway, here is what you will need:

2-3 Medjool Dates
1-2 Tbsp Almond Butter
Cinnamon to taste
Water

I use a Magic Blender, but any type of blender will work. Keep in mind, this recipe is fit to about a 2 cup container for the Magic Bullet.

I like to remove the skin from the dates, only because they tend to not pulverize well in the Magic Bullet, which leaves you with pieces of skin floating around. It's not bad really, but can be annoying. I run the date under warm water while I massage the skin, it comes right off. I pop the seed out and put 3 dates in the blending cup.

Next add a tablespoon or two of almond butter.

I dump in some cinnamon and then fill the cup with water. More recently I have been using warm/hot water from my kettle, seems to blend better, but you can use cold water just the same.

Blend away!

That is all it takes to have a frothy drink that feels like it came from an eclectic coffee shop hand blended by a hot barista man. Seriously, you will find you enjoy things much more when you think of them creatively like this. ;-)

When I add Matcha, I add about a teaspoon and blend it in with the Magic Bullet, as matcha doesn't dissolve well when only stirred.

I made a quart size jar of of, which was two batches in the Magic Bullet. I keep it in the fridge and just warm up what I need in a small pan. This gives me several days of almond mylk to add to coffee and use for matcha lattes and golden milk. It's easy, healthy, and delicious. No refined sugars or syrups and no dairy! It will separate in the fridge, so don't be surprised when it looks like some nasty science project, just give it a little shake and you're all good.

I've always loved almond milk and cashew milk. After using this homemade method though, the store bought nut milks just do not compare.

Let me know if you try it!

All the love,

Caffeine and Freckles.

Float Pod, Round 2!

 Last night I had my second float therapy at Crystal Waters Float Spa. I had been told that the second float is much different than the first, usually better. You already know what to expect and you can turn your mind off more easily since being in the pod isn't so new this time around. This seemed like the perfect week for a float after the extra frustrating experience at a car dealership, having had hip and shoulder pain, and just feeling like I could use all the relaxation I could find and call my own.

I will say first that I should not have drank that latte at 2pm. My appointment wasn't until 6pm, but I sipped on it for over an hour I'm sure and I seem to be more sensitive to caffeine lately. It didn't ruin the experience, but I always hope to doze off in the pod and that just wasn't happening.

This time I chose their new "astral projection" music. The owner (who is just a spectacular guy) offered to play it during the duration of the float instead of only the first five minutes. The music was amazing. If I was still, I could easily imagine myself floating somewhere in the middle of the universe. This time I was going to float for 90 minutes. That is 30 minutes longer than my first float. There was something different about floating at night. It was already dark outside when I arrived. I liked it better that way. Last time, leaving the shop and entering back into the non floating world was more intense. There was daylight, and noise, and cars everywhere. This time it was dark, quiet, and less hussle bussle around town.

So here I go. I got ready for shampoo and soap shower. They don't skimp here, the dispenser is filled with wonderful aromatic soap that feels like silk on your skin. I got my earplugs in and got all cleaned up for pod time. The temperature is color coded. Green is warm, red is much warmer and when red begins to flash, it will probably burn you. Makes it simplistic to get your shower temperature just right, which I appreciate.

It's pod time! The color changing light inside can be turned on and off at any time. I kept it on just for a minute or two and then shut it off. I prefer the darkness. Even having the music on the whole time was almost distracting. Darkness and silence together would be much more sensory deprived, but I thought I would try out the music this time around. I love the shower, but my favorite pre-float task is probably turning my phone to silent. There is a sense of freedom in turning your phone off knowing that no one can interrupt your time. 

During my first float I moved around a lot in the beginning, being more still toward the end. This time I got into the water and was immediately still. The music was perfect and the temperature was comforting. At one point I felt like I was in a giant cupped hand, being suspended in the air. Everything is comfortable, warm, and still. Then my caffeine thoughts came rushing in. I found it challenging this time to turn my mind off. Maybe it was the latte, maybe it was just my busy mind and I felt I had the space to go through all of these thoughts. Despite my racing thoughts I fully enjoyed myself for 90 minutes.

I found myself thinking about my stepdaughter and the current situation we are in with her. I then made the conscious decision to put it out of my mind. It is the prime example of "letting go". Certain things are out of our control and there is not much we can do to change them. Even through hurt, pain, and confusion, we have to find a way to move on. You can still love and you can still hurt and I am huge advocate of feeling your feelings, but your mind needs to take the healthy step to move forward and not become stagnant. 

I thought about my daughter, and how I think she needs more of my time. I thought about all of my children, but not as my children. I thought of them as the individuals that they are and who they might become. I close friend of mine has said in conversation before that our children do not belong to us, they are not ours. They are their own and we are with them right now to guide them. I think about her words often in regard to motherhood, but I always had a hard time releasing that territorial feeling about them. I could see it now though, in these thoughts. I am here to love them and guide them and then let them go. They might stay close to me or they may go far, geographically and emotionally. I felt at that moment I was letting go of expectation. My only expectation was that I will continue to love them, always. They belong to the universe and themselves.

I thought about how I feel lost. I genuinely feel lost since moving, but in a good way. I have felt lost before in a negative way and it was rough but worth it to get through. This is different. I am lost and overjoyed that I have the freedom to find myself. I have time and space. I am not bogged down by busy schedules that I complain about but happen by my own doing. I am not lost in anything, I am not lost in motherhood, or being a wife. I am not lost in a career or friendships. It's just me. I am here in a new place and have the freedom to find things in myself and about myself. It's peaceful and quiet for the most part and I hardly even use my planner. Anyone who knows me well knows that that is a big deal. I don't have much to write in it, but yet I feel like I am doing more. That is another blog post, doing less being more. 

As the water became more still after I was done stretching. Funny thing about the stretching. You float so well in all that Epsom salt that it is effortless. I float there doing these bends and stretches with my naked body. I think about how it feels so damn graceful and artistic. Then I smile thinking about how it probably looks like one of those posts that say "nailed it", because it is far from graceful LOL! I mean who knows, but I like the way it looks in my mind and that's all that matters. 

I realized I had lost the concept of time (which is wonderful in of itself), I laid there on the water feeling so small in best way. It was just little me in a pod with my thoughts and the entire universe around me. There was no worry just wonder. There was no stress just content. That to me is the art relaxation, to rid worry and stress and just be. Not being who you think you need to be, just be. Just be with you and who you are. No clothes, no agenda, no expectations.

A memory came to mind of when I was in high school. It was a weekend and my friend Sara was over. My dad was super moody. He was so moody that we were laughing at him at times while sitting in my bedroom. I started feeling mad at him for being so moody. I made a bowl of ice cream that was basically a gallon of ice cream in a huge bowl. Sara and I were laughing about the ice cream and I'm willing to bet our joy made my dad more moody. That's right, he was super moody. I had forgotten. It got me thinking about how moody I have been lately, or maybe forever, I don't know. I thought about how my daughter sometimes laughs at my moodiness and I get mad. I thought about how moody my son can be. It is all the same moody. Where any and everything makes you feel pissy. The moody where you should probably just be alone for a little while. So I will work on my mood, to avoid it, or find a way to come to terms with it and then I can help my son do the same. Negative mood is like smoke, it just swirls around, slowly taking up all of the space. Everyone around is affected by it. 

I then played around in the water a while and went for some stillness again. I heard the pump kick on and I felt accomplished that I had floated for 90 minutes. I took that wonderful shower and procrastinated taking my ear plugs out. It's almost frightening to take them out. Like a newborn baby being born into all the noise and the chaos. The post float makes for a nice transition. I enjoy that the owner likes to sit with you and chat. He pours you tea and gives you a cookie. He has a way with small talk that makes it not feel like small talk. It is genuine and it flows. He shares about himself and you feel that you could really cover any topic with him. He's calm and honest. It's refreshing. 

Let's talk about results. Besides leaving the spa feeling relaxed, mind and body, I had THE BEST sleep of my life last night. No hip or shoulder pain when I rolled over. Did I even roll over? I did not wake up one single time. I slept solid and sweet all night long. This is usually my biggest problem, I wake up several times a night. I usually can fall right back asleep, but the sleep is so disrupted it affects my day. Unfortunately, I woke up with a sore throat, not from the spa obviously, but I have caught whatever is going around. Which makes me think about how a few times during floating, my head started to feel  heavy and full of pressure, maybe that was a little hint of the cold coming on. Even waking up sick, I felt amazing. I was well rested and that is so valuable.

Looking forward to float number 3!

All the love, 

Caffeine and Freckles

My first time in a float pod

If you have thought about floating, you should do it. If you haven't thought about floating, you should think about it. If you have never heard of floating, you should learn about it and think about getting your float on.

As a Christmas gift, I received a gift certificate for four float sessions at a local float spa in our town, Tooele, UT. I had been looking into it for a while and had even taken a little tour of the spa to see what it was all about. Float therapy is not new, however the fact that it is becoming more popular is new. The Golden State Warriors floated regularly throughout their season, many MMS fighters float before and after a fight, the list is getting longer of the many people who find it helpful to float.

I completely forgot to take any photos as I was preoccupied with excitement. I plan on snapping a few on my next float.

Here is a photo of the dream pod.

What is float therapy? There are many names for it. You might here float session, float pod, float tank, sensory deprivation tank, and so on. They use around 1,200 lbs of magnesium sulfate (epsom salt) dissolved in 200 gallons of water. You are in a zero gravity therapeutic environment with no distractions. The magnesium helps you to float and also absorbs into your body offering you a long list of health benefits. 

Some of the symptoms or ailments that floating can help with are:

Depression

Anxiety

Fibromyalgia

Stress 

Aid in the healing of injuries

Back pain

Joint pain

High blood pressure

Accident injuries

Trouble sleeping

and much more. 

Besides the physical benefits, imagine how healthy it would be for your mind and soul to be with yourself for an hour in a pod full of skin temperature water. The idea is that typically after 40 minutes in, your brain will release theta waives. Those are the waves we enjoy right before drifting off to sleep.

Here is a video full of the details.

I couldn't wait to get in that pod! I imagined a meditative state like never before. I imagined all the strange thoughts that would go in and out of my mind before I was able to shut it off and relax. I imagined that my body would feel wonderful after wards.

I figured I should wear my sweats, since you shower before and after entering the pod. May as well be cozy after wards, right? Then I felt like a bum, so I changed into jeans. I will NOT be doing this next time. You learn a lot from your first float. When you are done, you don't want to be tied down by restrictive clothing. It will be cozy clothes next float.

The owner gave me a run through of what do and when. He showed me the shower in my float room, I was to use soap and shampoo only, and put my ear plugs in before. Then I was to turn the lights off and step into the pod. Inside the pod, there is a soft light that changes color. You can choose to keep it on one color, let it change, or turn it off completely. He would be starting my float with relaxing music the first five minutes and then it would return the last five minutes. When the pump kicks on, that will be how I know my float is over and can shower and condition and meet over at the post float area for tea.

While listening to his instruction, I immediately became worried that I would not retain all the information he was giving me, which in fact I did not, because I was thinking about that instead of listening. 

I took one of the best showers ever under the 8 inch wide shower head lathered in silky soap. I was thinking in the shower what a great affect the ear plugs had just in the shower. It really makes you feel inside of yourself. 

Into the pod! It was the perfect temperature, matching my body. I pulled the lid shut and began to float. There is at least three feet I would say, of space about your head, so I did not feel confined or claustrophobic. I floated there, waiting for the music to start. I didn't know it then, but the delay in music was because I forgot to turn the lights off! I'd say for about what felt like 20 minutes in, I forgot about the lights. I even floated there thinking, "Wow, you sure would think they would make it a little darker in here" not realizing I had forgot that step, because I was too busy worrying that I would forget a step. When it finally occurred to me, I got out and shut the lights off.

Now lets get to those moments when you are just floating there, no music, no light, no sound. So many things went through my head. I actually tried to think about certain current stresses so that I could consciously push them out, but I just couldn't it. They had no affect on me in that pod. They came to mind and I had no feelings about them. I guess I just couldn't allow myself to waste precious pod time on stressful things. I thought about how my scalp was burning, a lot. 

I thought about how I was so naked but yet didn't feel naked at all. I thought about how wearing a swim suit would totally ruin it for me. Part of the goal was to not even be aware of your body any longer, and how could I do that with clothes clinging to me? If I'm getting into a pod to float, why not take it back to womb status? I wanted to be held in there while I grow! I thought about how I should have chosen the ocean music, because the music that was on felt a little anticipatory, like Native American drums, like something was about to happen. I thought about how I hoped I would fall asleep.  I thought about how I think I'm not a huge fan of Target. I like it, but I think I have tried to love it, and it just doesn't excite me all that much like it does so many other people. I have no issue with Target, I'm just not in love. Then I realized that is probably why I keep getting the cartwheel app and then deleting. I think I've had it like five times now. I thought about my burning scalp again (this did stoop after a while). I thought about how the light bothered me a little, but still took me forever to realize I had left the lights on in the room.

I floated. Slow and steady. One side of me or another would gently bump the side of the pod and then I float towards the opposite direction. Then it felt like I was floating in a river, going one direction, but I never bumped the side so I couldn't have been moving. Then everything became still. The water wasn't moving, I wasn't moving. I wasn't aware of the confines of the pod any longer. I wasn't even aware of my body. It felt as if I was floating out in the open universe. I felt nothing and it felt open and free. I wasn't my body and my body wasn't me. The body and mind were two different things, but the body wasn't even there! Then I was dreaming vividly about my son being a twin (which he is not) and both of him had a face full of hair, and then "SPLASH!". My hand must have flinched because the splash startled me awake. I felt pleased to have realized I had slept. I did not have a good perception of time in the pod, which is great. We have enough pressure and stress in relation to time, don't we? My phone was off, and the time was not for me to worry about. 

After that little nap I got a little antsy. I was still enjoying every moment, just had a harder time being so still. My knees started to feel stiff, like they needed to bend. I wanted my scarred leg to be immersed in the magnesium water so I bent my knee as high as I could to the side, then the other so that they were both pointing the same direction. This made me float in a slow circular motion. Not enough to make you feel sick, but it was noticeable. Then I tried the other direction. So I guess I started playing a little bit. One thing I noticed when I pulled my body to the side like that, was that it was as if my organs were shifting as I moved to the side. It reminded me of being eight months pregnant, feeling the baby shift with you as move onto your side. The rest of my body was so relaxed as if not even there. It really put the focus on my insides, the gut area. 

There was one point where I felt scared, for no real reason. I felt like someone was coming, or something was in there with me and when I opened my eyes the light happened to be on red mode, which added to the fear factor. I knew it wasn't actual fear, but just a weird feeling that crept up being in a new place, being naked, and being closed in a small area. It didn't last long. I shut off the colored lights and closed my eyes again to get back to me. 

I found peace again and floated in the dark. I don't believe I fell asleep again, but I floated and was able to turn my mind off. The pumped kicked on and it was time to get out. I was curious as to how I would feel when I got out, but I was a little bummed that I actually had to get out. I felt hesitant. I didn't really want to leave my pod. It was warm and quiet in there! It wasn't going to be like this on the outside. I took my post float shower and conditioned my hair. As I was toweling my hair dry, my right ear plug came loose. It was like a rush of noise! It sounded like loud traffic or windy weather. It sounded like chaos and it made me want to jump back in the pod! It was actually the sound of the pump and the sound of it not being so peacefully quiet anymore. It sounded like or loud lives.

I got dressed, wishing I had my sweats to put on. I went to the post float area for my tea where the owner was talking to a man who had just finished floating. Something I loved was seeing so many different types of people who came in to float. Ripped gym-rats, men over 70 years old, country dudes who have a little twang in there spoke, so many types of people that float for so many different reasons. They all love it. 

I ended up getting two cups of tea deep while talking to the owner for a good hour in the post float area. Super great guy. When I left he walked me out and said "be safe". I'm sure he meant driving or for New Year's, but as soon as I stepped outside I felt like he was saying to be safe in the world, outside of the pod. It was cold and noisy and I had to cross a semi busy street with no crosswalk. I got to my car and just sat for a minute. I felt different. I felt lighter. My hip wasn't sore at all and it had been aching terribly for three days. I started driving towards home but I had a few stops to make. It felt strange to get out and go into stores, like I wasn't a pat of it. I did, however, feel balanced. Like when you get your tires rotated and it feels so smooth and balanced when you drive it right after wards. I felt calm and peaceful. I felt content. I felt like not much could frustrate me. 

I went home to my family and continued to feel this way. That night I had one of the best nights of sleep I have had in a long time. I still woke up several times, but I usually wake up with some sort of achy pain. Whatever I had been laying on aches when I wake up, whether it be a shoulder, a hip, some sort of pain. Any time I woke up I was pleased to find I had no pain. My pillows felt like clouds and my bed felt like a hug. I slept well. My hip hurt from the cold today, but not in the achy way it had the days before. It had been a deep ache and now it was only the area where the screws are.

The owner told me that the first float is usually the worst and that it gets better and better each time as you become more aware of how to relax deeper with each session. My float wasn't bad, but forgetting the lights and just it being new, I can already see ways it can improve. 

I would HIGHLY recommend trying a float spa near you. Whether it is to help with an issue, or just get some down time to relax, it can only help. 

Crystal Waters Float Spa was perfect. The owners and employees are fabulously friendly. There is a calmness about them that makes the whole experience even better. The little touches like serving tea and cookies afterwards makes it personal. They offer Chinese Cupping, waxing, facials, and more. They have a network of people for many spiritual and mental health needs in the homeopathic and alternative medicine realm. Wonderful spa!

I'm looking forward to float number two as I'm sure it will be even better.

All the love, 

Caffeine and Freckles

Almond Butter and Dark Chocolate Granola Bites

I've tried making similar "protein bites" in the past and they didn't turn out very well. They were thick and bland. These turned out great! They definitely made the A list since my husband and the kids. They are packed full of healthy protein and tasted great with my coffee.

I was planning on making granola bars and at the the last minute, decided to roll them into balls. I'm guessing these would work well in the freezer and then thaw before baking if you decided to make a huge batch.

I like to add as much healthy goodies to food as I can. I almost always add chia seeds, flax seed, and hemp seeds to my granola bars and oatmeal. I left the hemp out this time around as I was saving what I had left for my oatmeal. These are super versatile, you can omit or add a huge range of ingredients to your liking. I usually add coconut as well, but passed this time around.

Here is how it went down!

Here is how it went down:

3 cups rolled oats
1 1/2 tbsp chia seeds
1 tbsp ground flax seed
1/2 cup apple sauce
drizzle of honey
1/3 package of dark chocolate chips (more if desired)
1 tbsp cinnamon
1/2-3/4 cup almond butter
1/2 cup milk of choice to moisten (give or take) I used almond milk creamer

Combined the oats, chia seed, and flax in a large mixing bowl and mix together.

Add gobs of apple sauce for some sweetness and fluffiness (I'm guessing about a half a cup) and drizzle your desired amount of honey.

Stir your chips in and liberally dash the cinnamon! Next time I may try using more chocolate chips, I used about a third of the bag so there seems to be about 1-3 chips in each ball.

Next I put in many gobs of almond butter, guessing to be about 3/4 of a cup and mixed it in.

At this point it was a little too dry and I was out of my staple milk, cashew milk. I really didn't want to add dairy, so I splashed in some of my almond milk creamer and mixed it all together.

With wet hands, roll your mixture into 1- 1 1/2 inch balls and place them on a greased dish. I used a 13x9 glass baking dish smeared with coconut oil.

Bake at 350 for 20 minutes.

Move each ball to a dish of your choice and enjoy!

This recipe made almost two batches.

There you have it. Yummy, healthy, protein-packed, simple bites that you can enjoy at home or on the go.

All the love,

Caffeine and Freckles

Roasted Spaghetti Squash

Spaghetti squash wasn't introduced to me until the beginning of my 30's. It just wasn't a vegetable we had growing up. Actually, the variety of veggies I was introduced to as a child spanned from canned green beans to broccoli, with only corn in between. We were more of a fish sticks and macaroni household.

As I became older I was introduced to more veggies. As a teen, my aunt Kim showed me the wonders of artichokes and dipping the leaves in garlic butter to eventually get to the heart...I was wowed. I still remember sitting at her counter dipping one by one. It felt like we were participating in some ceremonial act together. When visiting my aunt Karen in Oregon when I was about 26 years old, she had served baked sweet potatoes with dinner. I was in love. The skin was perfectly crunchy and the inside melted in your mouth with just the right touch of butter and brown sugar. In my early thirties my dear friend, Melissa Zanni served roasted beets at a Labor Day BBQ...where had these been all of my life? She introduced me to juicing beets and to this day they are my absolute favorite to juice. At a mom's potluck event that was put on for Thanksgiving, Julie Gordon brought spaghetti squash. This really amazed me. I thought for sure I was eating noodles. It appeared to me that it was the same type of noodles used in the Philipino dish, pancit. When I found out it was squash I couldn't wait to try and make it myself to see if I could pass it off to my family as noodles.

I have baked the squash, cut in half, flat side down cut length-wise. I have slow cooked it cut in middle, face down with meatballs and pasta sauce after hearing about my dear friend, Theresa Rothstein's kid-approved dinner. Both were enjoyable. I was particularly impressed with the crock pot dinner. No one knew they weren't noodles! When it was brought up that the noodles seemed "weird", I simply offered a white lie, saying that they were rice noodles. :-) I have to do what I have to do to get my people to eat veggies. The reason they stood out so much was that there was so much moisture that they became mushy.

Today I tried preparing the spaghetti squash by roasting it. I have to say, this was so easy and made a big difference in the soggy factor. There wasn't one! There was enough moisture but not so much that it became mushy and clumped together. It's a little sad to fore go the crock pot, but it didn't take long at all, and you could have your sauce and meatballs simmering in the crock all day if you wanted to.

Here's the plan!

Preheat oven to 450 F

What you will need:

One spaghetti squash

4 Tbspn olive oil

2 Tbspn minced garlic

Salt and Pepper

Cut squash through the middle (not length-wise) and spoon out the seeds. 

Place both halves, flat side up in a baking dish. I used a glass casserole dish

Drizzle the insides and top with olive oil

Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and minced garlic (or garlic powder)

Place your dish in the oven and bake for forty minutes. Mine was a small squash, so I  checked it at 20 minutes and let it roast another 15 minutes.

Scrape them clean directly into the baking dish.

I then added some more pepper and salt and sprinkles on some shredded Parmesan cheese.

In my bowl, I added some chopped jalapeno.

A small serving was perfect for lunch. Now I have the whole casserole dish full to incorporate into dinner tonight. It's so versatile. You can use it like pasta or eat it plain. You can dress it up for the main dish or use it as a side dish. I have Dairy Free Indian Butter Chicken going in the slow cooker now, I'm thinking about using it where I normally would use rice and pour our chicken and sauce over it for dinner. 

I should have taken more photos, when you pull them out of the oven, there will be some of the oil and moisture sitting in the bottom, just let it mix in when you shred it into the dish.

Let me know if you have any delicious and creative ways of preparing spaghetti squash!

Enjoy!

All the love, 

Caffeine and Freckles

Eight things I like about Utah so far.

I've been in Utah now for three months. Not long, but long enough to see some things I really like about being here. I thought I'd share some of the perks with you all.

1. You know those phone calls that you dread making? The calls that require you to painfully navigate through those horrible automated systems? The calls that almost guarantee a long wait time? Those calls that you promise yourself you will keep your cool about? The calls that help you find yourself on the phone with the most angry, repressed, resentful human being on the other end of the line? They sound miserable and scripted and they talk to you like you are a fucking idiot. Don't ask a question either, because now you're not just an idiot, you're a fucking moron. They are pissed about their job, pissed about answering your dumb ass questions, pissed about the shitty sandwich they brought for lunch, and probably still pissed about some childhood bullshit they haven't worked passed yet. Every once in a blue moon I would get a lovely person on the line that at least acted like they enjoyed helping me. Actually, it was more like they enjoyed their paycheck every Friday so they showed it in their phone manner. Usually though I got an angry, bored, epitome of rude type of person on the phone.

Since moving to Utah, every dreadful phone call I have had to make has been pleasant AS FUCK! At first it made me question things. Things like life and my own existence. Whey were these phone calls so easy? They were smooth like butter. The happy people on the other end of the line were not only nice, but helpful! They even offered extra information that I didn't even ask for, because I wouldn't know to ask, and they knew that! They had manners. Not the kind of phone manners where you have to be nice or you will get written up, like real manners. They are either super nice people, or they are con artists. Either way, it made my phone call experiences top notch. It restored some faith I had lost in people getting into human services to actually help humans. I had started to think it wasn't a thing anymore.

Why is it not like this in CA? Maybe it is the population factor? Higher population leads to higher call volumes leads to RUDE? Maybe they are mad that everything costs so much in CA and can't leave that bitterness at home, they bring that shit to work? Maybe it was me? Oh God, was it me? Maybe I was bitter and resentful and they fed off of my attitude. I couldn't say, but making phone calls out here is damn near like calling a friend. I can't wait to see what it will be like when I visit the DMV to get my UT license. I'm thinking if the wait gets to be too long they might offer me cucumber water and a lavender oil massage.

2. Coffee shops! So, in my smallish (35,000 pop.) town there is a fabulous, privately owned drive through coffee shop, Janna's Coffee. Great coffee, great people. They also have a kids menu where they have $1 and $2 drinks for the little barista babies. There are two other drive up coffee shops in town that I haven't tried yet but heard great things about, like Brookie-cookie telling me that one makes their own whipped cream. Of course there is also a Starbucks, because where is there not a Starbucks? I prefer to give my coffee money to a small business than a big banger, but sometimes I have to scratch an itch for a chai latte or green tea latte, and they make one of the best. I also recently heard from my beautiful neighbor friend (also a Brooke and something I like about UT) that if your dog is riding along with you, you can ask for a pup cup, a little whipped cream treat for Fido, how cute is that!? Why didn't I know that?

What I haven't tapped into yet is all the awesome looking coffee shops I see when I browse Yelp, in Salt Lake City. Yes! I need to go! First on my list is The Rose Establishment. It looks to be right up my decaffeinated alley, the food...mmm. I was thrilled to see so many shops that seemed to have the whole Portland or Venice Beach vibe. I attended a writer's group that meets at Watch Tower Cafe, also in SLC. This place was great. Comic book themed, specialty drinks, comic book swaps, board games to play and tons of seating. My daughter tried the Hello Kitty, a specialty strawberry soda they whip together and top off with whipped cream and pink sprinkles. They drew a pink kitty on the cup and my girl felt like a million bucks. I had my own intimate moments with the hummus plate. The perfect serving size of hummus that leaves some left over after you've dipped all the veggies and pita. So whatever item is left you, cover every inch in the last of the hummus, you're not going to waste it are you? I would eat it with a spoon if I was certain no one was watching.

My youngest doesn't attend kindergarten until the afternoon so, I'm thinking him and I need to go on a weekly date to check out a new coffee shop each week. He can critique the hot cocoa while I get lost in my love of matcha. Quality time with the boy.

3. Blue Lemon. I'm so happy this establishment is a part of my life now. It's casual dining, but a higher end. It's obviously more expensive than fast food and there's a reason, real food, real nutrition, real good. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, kids, girlfriends, solo meal, whatever. Plenty of proteins and greens. Everything on the menu includes nutrient rich foods. Nothing fried, nothing nuked. Fresh, quality ingredients, and plenty of taste bud-flirting flavors. Mindful eating. I visited the Lehi location for dinner and had the coconut curry chicken breast. If I could type food noises I would. I really liked the portion size too, it was enough to leave you feeling satisfied rather than leave you in that guilt ridden, over indulging zone. I also stole a few bites of the kid's chicken tenders. Delicious. Crispy, juicy, white meat. I am not a soda drinker, but I drink theirs! They carry Stubborn Soda, an all natural, real sugar soda. The cream soda is like a light dessert. They also had a lemon acia berry, I believe, tasty!

At the SLC location, the husband and I had stopped for a little dessert. We had the peanut butter brownie. I usually stay away from dairy and sweets, but I ravaged that little sweetheart like a flesh eating zombie. A little latte on the side and it was the perfect treat.

4. Family and kid friendly. We all know that Utah is full of large families. This makes it a great place to raise kids. I still can't believe how much inexpensive or free activities and events there are for the kids, or the whole family for that matter. I was blown away by Halloween, there was some sort of event or activity every weekend of the month leading up to the day! There are splash pads, beautiful parks with lakes and walking trails, plenty of places to hike and picnic, moto sports access EVERYWHERE, all kinds of events and shows, impressive museums, tons of community events for the kids to take part in, library events, you name it. Tons to do and so much to see. I can't wait to see all the fun in store for Christmas time.

5. I feel like there is a lot more availability when it comes to organic and alternative foods. This is most likely due to where I lived in CA. The central valley has come a long way and is continuing to do its part, but has not quite caught up to the Bay Area or L.A. area when it comes to organic and natural foods. I was delighted to find such a large selection of organic and local produce in our grocery store here in town. Lot's of wheat free alternatives as well. In a thirty mile radius, there are tons of natural food stores. I visited a Natural Grocers in Sugar House (my favorite area of SLC so far). I was walking around there with my boy, feeling like a bride to be in a bridal boutique. I felt at peace. Yes, those are organic candy canes.

6. IKEA isn't far. How did I never make it to an IKEA? It's only about 40 minutes away from me here. OK, that isn't really something to like about UT, but I just finally went and I love it, so I'm happy about it and still have excitement about it after a few weeks, so it made the list. Let's just talk about IKEA for a minute. It's huge and overwhelming, but it's simple and the simplicity is calming. It's like a building of contradiction, I view myself in a similar fashion. It was just great and I can't wait to go back when I have more time to walk around and really take it all in. The kids loved it to, although I plan to ditch them the next time I go. Sorry, momma loves you.

7. I don't want to prematurely say that I love snow. I have literally had one day of it. Technically it snowed at night and they day was covered in already fallen snow. I am a snow virgin. I went to Tahoe as a kid and made snow angels and then about 11 years ago I went with my Janet to take our babies sledding not far from her house. This is the extent of my experience with snow. Oh wait! Also 11 years ago I was driving to OR with my cousin, Lauren. When driving in OR, there were some snow flakes falling, nothing on the ground though. That is IT. So watching it snow the other night and seeing everything magically turn into a winter wonderland was pretty exciting. I'm open to the fact that I may grumble about it after months in a row or having to drive in it, or shovel it, but for now it is magical, it may even stay magical. It feels right. It feels correct that it be cold and there be snow on the ground as the holidays approach. Everyone slows down a little. Kids are in the front yard sliding down the slope of their lawn and parents and throwing snow balls at their kids. It's a nice, freezing little reminder to slow down and enjoy the special time of year. It feels how it should be. At this moment, for now, I like it. A lot.

8. I love how everyone is all about the college teams! Everywhere you look is U of U or BYU. Flags outside of homes, sweatshirts, car decals, slippers, t-shirts, pajama pants, hair bows, coffee mugs. The husband got a free pair of skull candy headphones with Utah University on the side. I love all the pride for the college teams, it creates a sense of unity and encouragment.

Some things that I am struggling with is that fact that the ocean is so far away from me and that they don't paint the word  "STOP" on the ground next to the stop sign. I never knew how much I relied on that white paint! I have almost ran many a stop sign out here! I see the sign, it's red, it's there, but it just doesn't fully register with me. I need those words on the asphalt to scream at me at the same time I notice the red sign. I am feeling like more of a safe driver again now that I'm adjusting, but it was getting scary there for a while. Now in my neighborhood I find myself stopping where there is no stop. The same intersections, every day. Why can't I get it? It's a trust issue. I trusted the asphalt to tell me to stop and it didn't. Now I don't trust the sign to tell me whats up either. If it looks like a possible stop, I find myself "California stopping", just to make sure I don't need to lock up the breaks.
The sign and I will come to terms soon enough, but the ocean will never be closer.

After a while I can write what I miss about CA. I miss people, but I don't actually miss CA yet, it hasn't been long enough. I'm still in the honeymoon stage of a new place and loving change. I started to freak out a few weeks ago, realizing there weren't many trees around me. What had I done? How could I have put myself somewhere with no trees? They are a vital part of my everything! That's when I ventured out of my town and found a lovely area full of trees, natural grocery stores, and lots of brick buildings. I felt back in touch with myself.

Stay tuned for more random writings and recipes.

All the love,

Caffeine and Freckles

Fall Apart Beef n' Gravy Slow Cooker Meal

Tonight is pumpkin carving night at the Augerlavoie-Stinnett home. This is new in our house. As crazy as it sounds, we have only carved pumpkins once. So really it was just my oldest, one year, one time. Unless I'm forgetting maybe once more we did it. It's not that I dislike it, I was just never one to feel obligated to do all these festive things every single year. Sometimes we put up Christmas lights, sometimes we don't. One year I didn't even buy a tree! Some years we dye eggs for Easter, other years we don't. We have visited a pumpkin patch a handful of times. It's all fun and now that we have so much change around us with the moving and new schools I plan on doing more of this fun stuff, especially realizing that our youngest baby is almost six years old. Hey, my kids survived and still enjoy the holidays so we are all good.

Anyway, enough about my sporadic lack of holiday cheer, back to crock pot business. I'm trying a recipe that I originally found here that I altered just a bit. I needed something that could slow cook all day saving me time for blogging and homework. I have to squeeze in the reading and a quiz for a history class tonight. Oh, and I have become somewhat of a procrastinator. We went out looking for pumpkins today. One store was all out but luckily we found some at another store in town.

The recipe I read called for sirloin tips. I ended up going with stew meat. They were discounted to about $4.22 for over a pound. I bought 3 packs. Also, Walmart has organic bone broth! For more information about the benefits of bone broth, here is an article by Louise Hay. If you are not familiar with Louise Hay, I highly suggest you get to know her work. She is lovely, powerful, and inspirational.

I have a passionate love-hate relationship with Walmart but I am definitely impressed with all the organic products they keep adding to their inventory.

Here is what you will need!

3 lbs stew meat
splash of olive oil (or oil of your choice)
black pepper
2 cups of beef broth (bone broth is best!)
1 tsp worcestershire sauce
1 small onion, diced
3-4 tbsp garlic, minced or chopped
1.5 tsp italian seasoning
salt to taste
2tbsp gluten free flour (or other flour or cornstarch)
3 tbsp water

I'm going to cook rice to serve under the beef and gravy, but noodles would work too.

Heat oil in a skillet. Add half of your meat to the skillet with some black pepper just for a few minutes to sear the meat, do not cook all the way through. Put seared meat into slow cooker and heat the remaining meat the same.

Once all meat is added to the slow cooker, add your chopped onion, minced garlic, italian seasoning, and beef broth. Stir ingredients together and cover. Cook on low for 6 hours.

I know the 2 cups of broth doesn't look like much. Trust me, it will be enough. Here is a peak at what it looks like after 3 hours on low. Plenty of broth for gravy making!

Once your meat is done it's time to turn the broth into a gravy. Heat the water and mix in your gluten free flour or whatever thickener makes you happy, until it becomes thick. Stir into the crockpot and let heat another 10-15 minutes.

Now you can serve your beef and gravy over rice, noodles, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, toast, polenta, whatever your beef and gravy making heart desires .

I served mine over organic rice and had broccoli with turmeric on the side. I did need to add some more salt to the meat. The meat fell apart in your mouth and the gravy was on the thin side, which I like with the rice. The whole family enjoyed it, even the two kids that don't care much for meat.

Let me know if you try it and how you liked it, or if you made some changes!

Tons of love,

Caffeine and Freckles