Poached eggs are waaaay easier than you thought. I'm gonna show you how to make quick, easy and delicious eggs to go with that mimosa in your hand!
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Basic-Bitch Popcorn
In honor of this time of Netflix and try-not-to-kill- your-partner, I bring you the best binging snack: popcorn!
Basic-Bitch Risotto
I know y'all are like, "Risotto? That is way to fancy for me!!!" But, I promise it's not! It's cheap, easy, faster than you think, and oh so damn tasty.
Overnight Oats
For anyone who does not like cooked oatmeal, this is a nice alternative because it is not gooey and some people don't like hot cereal at all.
A Rant About Jeff Bezos
I believe that consumers have a powerful voice. If the consumers spoke out against the practices of Amazon and took their money elsewhere, he would be forced to change, but instead, most people choose what is easiest, fastest and cheapest over what may be best.
Basic-Bitch Mac & Cheese
There is very little more basic, but more delicious than homemade macaroni and cheese. You know you got some boxes of that powdered shit in your pantry, but this is soooooo much better!
Quinoa Salad Variations
I learned that March is quinoa month according to the Whole Grains Council! Who knew??? There are a million and one things you can do with quinoa, but the key to dishes like this is finding the ingredients that marry well together.
Basic-Bitch Omelette
I'm going to teach you how to make a fool-proof basic cheese omelette. You can add whatever you want, and I'll tell you how to do that too, but this is like a 5-minute recipe...slightly more if you grate your own damn cheese.
Basic-Bitch Pancakes
I promise that these are lighter and fluffier and leave you feeling less like you ate a bunch of lead than any frozen, mix or restaurant pancake. And SOMEONE will love that you took the time (don't tell them how little time it was; let them think you labored for hours while they slumbered) to make them something so perfect and loving and you will be rewarded!Â
How Yoga Saved Me, Part I: Broken
I was full of shame. I was mortified. I felt worthless. I felt undeserving of love, of my job of living. I won't say that I was suicidal, but I was doing things that easily could have gotten me killed. Even now, I sometimes wake up from a nightmare thinking about moments when I was so close to death that I don't know what saved me. At the time I didn't care.
