Living the life

When I left my corporate job, I think it may have been for days like today. March. Eighty degrees and not a cloud in the sky. In March. Sundress and sandals and freshly painted toes. Whole Foods tabbouleh for lunch and pineapple Yagoot for a well-deserved treat. (Apparently we only have Yagoot stores in Ohio! Too bad for you non-Ohioans because this flavor was a-ma-zing, almost exactly like the Dole Whip you get at Disney World!) Working from a shaded Starbucks patio table. I mean does it get any better than this? When your office  is a patio table at Starbucks?!

Sometimes I have to pinch myself to remember that this is real. That I have all the permission I need to craft this life of mine any way I choose.  I don’t have to recreate my corporate life to claim productivity. I don’t have to sit inside, at a desk, from 8 till 6, scheduling meetings and having phone calls and writing memos. I can live a bit more freely. I can meander a little. I can watch an amazing TED talk video in the morning. Chat with a  friend. Work out in the middle of the day. You’d think this was obvious. I bought this freedom at a dear price when I left my corporate job.

But sometimes I’m like the elephant in this old story:

As a man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.

He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”

The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

My many years in a traditional work environment shaped the way I think about work. They were the years when I learned the difference between being productive and goofing off. But what if those distinctions are no longer useful in this life I’m living now? What if writing out here in the sunshine and going for mid-day runs and reading or watching work from inspiring people IS productive?

Today was a shining reminder to craft the life I want to live. As we head into spring, I’m going to challenge any imaginary boundaries I’ve placed on my life and make sure that I’m not letting old “ropes” tie my sandal-clad feet. Where can you do the same?

 

Irish Potato Soup

I may not be Irish, but I appreciate a good potato soup as much as the next girl. If you’re choosing to forego corned beef and cabbage this year, but still want to pay homage to the Emerald Isle, this soup is a fantastic option. (Or I suppose you could have a green beer, as though I had to remind you of that little tradition.) Why potatoes? They are quintessentially Irish – they were such a staple in the Irish Diet that when a blight struck the potato crop in 1845, it launched the Irish Potato Famine, during which a million people died and a million more left the country in order to survive, collectively reducing the population by nearly 50%. So yes, potatoes are a BIG DEAL to the Irish.

Potato soup traditionally is thickened with cream or a butter and flour based roux. But this one uses pureed cauliflower instead. (Shhhh. I won’t tell if you don’t. I didn’t call it Potato-CAULIFLOWER Soup, did I?)  I promise that even the cauliflower-haters at your table will not notice that it’s in here. Cauliflower sneaks into recipes unnoticed when you need an extra bit of lush creaminess. And nowhere do you need that more than in potato soup! Since it’s low in calories, has no cholesterol, and is a good source of fiber, cauliflower is a great tool to amp up the health quotient of this recipe as well.

Break out your immersion blender, crank up the Irish tunes (might I recommend some vintage U2?) and make this soup. You’ll love it. And when you gather round your table to enjoy it, here’s an Irish blessing for you and yours.

“May you always have walls for the winds,
a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire.”

Irish Potato Soup

serves 6

Ingredients:

1 tablespoon olive oil

1 medium onion, diced

2 pounds russet potatoes, peeled and diced (about 1″ pieces)

1 head of cauliflower, stem removed and cut into florets

3 cups low-sodium chicken broth

1 1/2 cups 1% or 2% milk

1/4 teaspoon celery seed

1/8 teaspoon dried thyme

1/2 teaspoon salt

1/2 cup low-fat sour cream

 

Directions:

1. In a large soup pot, heat olive oil over medium heat. Saute diced onion for 3 or 4 minutes, or until soft.

2. Add potatoes, cauliflower florets, celery seed, dried thyme, salt, chicken broth, and milk. Bring to a simmer and cover. Simmer for 30 minutes, stirring occasionally.

3. Remove lid and puree with an immersion blender (or in a blender if you don’t have one, but please get one, having one makes life so much easier!) until smooth.

4. Stir in light sour cream to combine. Cook over low heat an additional 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.

6. Serve with toppings, if you’re so inclined. I like the idea of things like a bit of extra sharp cheddar, some sliced green onions, a pinch of chopped parsley or maybe some crumbled (turkey) bacon.

 

 

 

 

Lemon-Blueberry Muffins

Recently I had a meeting with Stefanie, our integrative physician at Nourish, during which she offered me a cup of ginger tea and one of these muffins. It was such a delightful gesture – I’m grateful every day that I have a company where meetings are conducted at a kitchen table over homemade muffins! (My friend Erin would tell you that I’ve held that vision for a very long time and sometimes I can’t believe it’s really happening.) Her sweet gesture lifted my mood for the entire day – muffins just have a way of doing that.

As much as I love them, sometimes muffins are more like, well, cake! These aren’t. Moistened with nonfat yogurt and a little canola oil, these have a reasonable amount of sugar and use white whole wheat flour. That makes them guilt-free on top of being delicious. Try them the next time you’re hosting a meeting (or the next time you want to fill a lunchbox with a special treat for morning snack)!

 

Lemon-Blueberry Muffins

 

makes 1 dozen

 

Ingredients:

3/4 cup plain nonfat yogurt

1/3 cup canola oil

1 large egg

1/2 cup plus 2 tablespoons sugar, divided

3 teaspoons freshly grated lemon zest, divided

2 tablespoons lemon juice

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

1 1/2 cups white whole-wheat flour (or sub 3/4 c. white and 3/4 c. whole wheat)

1/2 cup fine or medium stone-ground cornmeal

2 teaspoons baking powder

1 teaspoon baking soda

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 1/2 cups frozen blueberries

 

Directions:

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Line a 12-cup muffin pan with paper liners or spray with cooking spray.

2. Whisk together in a medium bowl, yogurt, oil, egg, 1/2 cup sugar, 2 teaspoons lemon zest, lemon juice, and vanilla.

3. In a large bowl, whisk together flour, cornmeal, baking powder, baking soda, and salt.

4. Add the yogurt mixture to the flour mixture and fold until almost blended. Gently fold in frozen blueberries.

5. Divide the batter among muffin cups. Combine the remaining 2 tablespoons of sugar and 1 teaspoon of lemon zest. Sprinkle evenly over the tops of the muffins.

6. Bake for 20-25 minutes, or until the muffins are golden brown and they spring back lightly to the touch. Let cool in the pan for 10 minutes and then transfer to a wire rack and let cool for at least an additional 5 minutes before serving.