Recipes · stephnotchef

This Week in Green Shit: Chocolate hummus and more

Welcome to first instalment of This Week in Green Shit! You can catch all of my filtered food posts on Instagram, but I’m going to highlight the best ones each week because it’s my blog and I’ll do what I want. This week’s winners were a giant colourful salad with cast-iron tofu courtesy of the new…… Continue reading This Week in Green Shit: Chocolate hummus and more

Life · stephnotchef

#StephNotChef

Since I left my second job at the orchard, I’ve found myself with some free time. I still manage to plan my way into filling some of it, but I’ve also been doing a lot more cooking. I’ve detailed my long journey from a girl who didn’t know what a clove of garlic was to someone reasonably…… Continue reading #StephNotChef

Life · Relationship · stephnotchef

Too many cooks

Now that everyone has fallen in love with my boyfriend, I’m going to complain about him. That’s what girlfriends do, right? I had this conversation with a friend yesterday: Today another friend said I must save a ton on eating out since Bogart’s a chef. I may have overused caps in my response, but only…… Continue reading Too many cooks

Life

If you can’t take the heat

I’m going a little off topic here, so bear with me. Or don’t and go read Buzzfeed. You’ve already counted as traffic, so thanks for visiting! I’m somewhere around my three-year anniversary as a vegetarian, a thought that struck me as bonkers all of a sudden. I messaged a friend, who thought I had lost my…… Continue reading If you can’t take the heat

Dating · Life

Out of the frying pan

If the key to a man’s heart is through his stomach, I might be completely fucked. The Tindude™ has made a reappearance, and last night I taught him how to cook something. No, you have not fallen into an alternate dimension where I’m a kitchen goddess; it was just pan-fried tofu.  I’ve been making strides in…… Continue reading Out of the frying pan

Friends · Life

Cottage country

While some people spent their long weekend huddling together for warmth in sleeping bags (which gives me serious May 2-4 flashbacks to high school: watching my friend puke out the fire or crying after my boyfriend puked all over our tent/me), I chose to escape my life the city by running away to the suburbs for a while. I’ve written about my time…… Continue reading Cottage country