Curried Chicken Paillard with Mango and Cherry Tomato Relish

I spent the past weekend in Mexico City on one of my bestie’s bachelorettes, and it was glorious. Honestly, it was the least bachelorette-y bachelorette in the best possible way. No disrespect to the traditional bach—I will be drinking yard-long Miami Vices in a white bedazzled bikini on the Vegas strip come August—but there is something to be said for a low-key, culture-heavy iteration. Between responsible tequila breaks, our six-person crew managed to squeeze in plenty of city exploration, long walks (I regretted my decision to pack exclusively fancy footwear), bustling outdoor markets, and visits to Chapultepec Castle and Frida Kahlo’s house, which I considered rather impressive. Especially since my past bachelorette activities have mostly involved rolling around on a lounge chair, carbo-loading, and inhaling cocktails through a penis straw. Needless to say, I felt very accomplished and smug...
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Cauliflower-Carrot Golden “Rice”

I’ve been spending an awful lot of time in the air recently, and it’s led to a rather profound self-realization: I’m the world’s nosiest person on planes. I can’t help it. I surreptitiously assess what people around me are eating, reading, working on, or watching, and I will shamelessly eavesdrop on their conversations. (I think the eavesdropping is genetic—my mom was once invited to join someone else’s birthday dinner while we were at Mr. Chow’s because she was listening to their convo and decided to interject. #shameless) I’m currently in the air, and a very unlikely pair has bonded across the aisle from me. She’s a young “ratchet” artist with electric blue hair, he’s a 40 year-old banker, and they’ve been talking nonstop since boarding in Miami. After sharing her journey as a musician, she ate a hot dog and is now sharing...
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Carrot Cake Energy Bites

I associate carrot cake with booze and my best friend, and therefore it makes me happy. In late high school, college, and the early “adult” (muahahah) years, Fifi and I frequented a very fancy restaurant called Hot & Crusty. This delicious and not remotely sexual sounding establishment is an NYC chain, and there happens to be one a couple blocks from my mom’s apartment. After a festive night out, Fifi and I would hit H&C to pick up a late night snack and then scurry home (not gonna lie, there was sometimes a cab involved) to inhale it on the living room floor in various states of undress. I’ve humble bragged before that young Selena was kind of a celeb at the 86th street H&C. When she waltzed in circa...
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15 Fiesta-Ready Recipes for Cinco de Mayo

The third greatest holiday of the year is almost upon us, and I’m excited (duh), but also the teensiest bit sad. I can hardly wait to go ham on tacos and tequila this coming Friday, but I am a little disappointed that I won’t be doing it with my roommate and forty of our nearest and dearest at Chateau Logena. Yours truly had to put the kibosh on Logena’s (no longer) annual Cinco de Mayo extravaganza for the second year in a row, this time for #dudediettour reasons. And while I’m pumped to memorialize the Battle of Puebla with the fine people of Charlotte, NC, I feel oddly guilty robbing Logan of what would have undoubtedly been a truly epic celebration. A Cinco de Mayo party on a Thursday or even a Saturday is great, but...
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Blueberry-Banana Oatmeal Pancakes

It’s Friday, friends. Let’s get casual, shall we? We’re going to poke around on the Internets shortly, but first I have very important pancake matters to discuss. I really love pancakes, but they’ve always been more of a special occasion thing for me. My mom makes them on Christmas, I’ll order a good ricotta version at brunch once or twice a year, and every few months, I whip up some Dude Diet chocolate chip banana pancakes to eat in bed with my roommate. That’s about it. Then a couple months ago, I had a weird weekday pancake craving and decided to treat myself to a clean-ish batch with what I had on hand. I was out of whole wheat flour, but I had rolled oats, so I threw them in the food processor to make oat “flour” and whisked that with a...
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Perfect Peasant Bread

I wish I could say, “I can’t remember the last time I baked bread!” because that would mean that I had in fact baked bread regularly in the past, which is just laughable. I mean, I have made bread before but never in my own home, so it doesn’t really count. (For the record, I’m not counting quick breads like banana/corn/pumpkin here because those don’t require yeast, kneading, or other such intimidating and physically exhausting things.) The last and only time I made bread was in culinary school during my one illustrious term of patisserie. (I “respectfully discontinued" my pastry studies after Level 1 because spending hours slaving/sweating over sugar roses and puff pastry made me mildly homicidal was not my strong suit.) I’m 99% sure there was a baguette lesson, but I can’t actually recall it (perhaps I played hooky to make...
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Spring Vegetable Soup with Farro and Chicken Sausage

Whelp, friends, I’m back from spring break (WHOOO!). I had a note in my editorial calendar to write a “return from vacation post” about how relaxed, rejuvenated, and creatively restored I feel. And I did sit down to write that post this morning. But then I remembered how much I hate to lie to you. Here’s how things typically go for yours truly RE: Vacay… I arrive at beach destination. I read books. I bake myself responsibly between regular applications of SPF 30 on my body/SPF 50 on my moneymaker face while watching my roommate splash in the ocean. I guzzle absurdly named rum cocktails with zero regard for calories or potential hangovers (to be honest, I don’t get hangovers on vacation, which proves that they are mostly mental?) and wear various sassy “resort” outfits. In the evenings, Logan and...
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Healthy Travel Snack Pack Essentials

This may or may not come as a shock, but I’ve been traveling with a “snack pack” for as long as I can remember. When I was a tiny human, my babysitter Arleen used to pack me a giant Ziploc of food for all flights/road trips/train rides, and I’ve followed her excellent lead ever since. Looking back, she definitely did it to keep me calm and quiet in transit, and the snack pack still serves the same purpose as edible security blanket. I will forever feel panicky and naked embarking on a trip without an arsenal of healthy food in my carry-on. As should you. The beauty of the snack pack is two-fold. First and foremost, you get to eat what you like, versus being forced to eat something sad and gross. Sure, JFK has Shake Shack, but a lot of airports have nada but...
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Casual Friday: Mango Caipiroska

TGICasual Friday, weirdos!! You know the drill. Let’s talk c-tails and waste time on the Internets. First, have you ever had a caipirinha? If you haven't, it’s a Brazilian specialty made with cachaça (a liquor made from sugarcane), sugar, and lime. It is really, really, ridiculously delicious. And dangerous. Because it’s pretty much straight booze. I learned this the hard way after casually knocking back three at lunch on the first day of roommate vacation in Brazil a few years back. Don’t get me wrong, Selena had a blast, but pacing is key with caipirinhas if you plan on speaking in coherent sentences, walking without assistance, etc. The same rules apply to the caipirinha’s festive Russian cousin, the caipiroska, which is made with vodka instead of cachaça and, in this case, fresh mango. I can’t say enough good things about this simple...
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12 Fresh Recipes To Make This Spring

It doesn’t really feel like it today—it’s currently 49 degrees and depressingly gray in NYC—but spring has officially sprung, people!!! Yesterday was sunny and warm(ish), and I spotted many a bare leg and shoulder on my daily pilgrimage to Westside Market. New Yorkers are nothing if not enthusiastic about donning their seasonal duds, even when it’s not quite appropriate, which never ceases to amuse me. Personally, this kid's a few weeks away from showing any skin (I’m afraid of blinding passerby with my ghostly limbs and am still waiting on a some pesky stress eczema to GTFO….too much information?), but you better believe I’m celebrating the arrival of sun and early spring produce like it’s my job. Because it is. For me, spring eating is all about light meals with a comforting twist. Naked season is on the horizon, and that...
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