A guide to healthy skin foods! =)
Clean Eating Nutella Recipe
Ingredients
1-1/2 cups hazelnuts
6 oz. baker’s chocolate (6 squares)
3/4 cup honey
4 tbsp. safflower oil
1/2 cup almond milk (or milk of choice)
1 tsp. vanilla extract (I used Bourbon Vanilla from Trader Joe’s)Directions
Step 1 – Place the hazelnuts on an ungreased cookie sheet and bake at 350 degrees F. for about 15 minutes. The flesh should be a nice golden brown and the skins should be closer to black in color.
Step 2 – Remove from oven and allow to cool completely.
Step 3 – Put the hazelnuts on a dish towel and rub until the skins come off. You may need to help some of them along with your hands, but most of the skins should come off with the towel.
Step 4 – Put the hazelnuts in a food processor and blend until you have a nut butter consistency. It may not be perfectly smooth, but you’ll know it when you see it. It takes a few minutes in the processor, so just keep blending.
Step 5 – While the hazelnuts are in the processor, put the chocolate squares in a bowl and microwave for about 3 minutes. Stir, and then continue to microwave in 30 second intervals, stirring after each one, until the chocolate is melted.
Step 6 – Stop the processor and add the chocolate, then the honey and oil. Mix as much as you can. The mixture will be very thick, so it may put a little bit of strain on your mixer. At that point, start adding your milk slowly, a little at a time.
Step 7 – Lastly, add the vanilla extract and blend for a few moments more just to combine everything really well.
Step 8 – Transfer the nutella to a jar and store in the fridge. It will get thick like peanut butter does when it’s cold.by The Gracious Pantry
With flowers fire-cracking into full bloom and warm weather here to stay, we felt inspired by the idea of garden parties…so, prepare for a flurry of floral-fete-focused fun!
(by Duet Weddings)
Diet is 80% of your results. If you aren’t seeing the changes you’re looking for.. despite your best efforts in the gym, your diet is likely to blame. Other factors to consider might be lack of sleep or increased stress levels… but diet is the biggest contributor to the puzzle. =)
“Healthy Eating vs. Eating For Fat-Loss”:
http://blog.metaboliceffect.com/2010/02/26/healthy-eating-vs-eating-for-fat-loss-is-there-a-difference/
The Echo Friendly - Same Mistakes (by jps751)
I’ve been playing this on repeat constantly. Holy shit.
I went to a matinee showing of The Five Year Engagement today. It was funny and somewhat easy to relate to. I just like corny movies about romance.
Made me think about what we are willing to give up for others, and how important the things we want for ourselves really are. Like, IS it okay to be selfish, sometimes?
Then I bought some bras at Lord and Taylor (please stop increasing my credit limit, I HAVE NO BOUNDARIES), and came home and made turkey burgers for dinner.
God, I am so confused about life right now.
Hamster Demands Butter and Salt for Corn
An Indonesian hamster named Wiko has staged a non-violent protest that’s quickly garnered worldwide support. The #OccupyCorn movement expresses outrage that Wiko be served plain old corn, without any of the fixins that make it so delicious — chief among them, butter and salt.
“Maybe the fat cats on Wall Street can afford butter and salt, but where does that leave Wiko?” asked a protester at a rally in Jakarta.
Sources close to the situation say that Wiko refuses to eat the corn until his demands are met.
Via Widi R. D. Darmadi.
Am I the only person on earth who rather be alone than keep company with people I really do not care for?
Why is everyone so afraid to do things alone??
It is not the quantity of friends that is important to me as much as it is the quality. I’d rather have one really really close friends, then five lackluster ones who have morals, mannerisms, or ideals that rub me the wrong way.
Sometimes we just don’t CLICK with certain people. I’m okay with that. I say it doesn’t mean they are bad people, it just means they aren’t for me.
When I’m hanging out with myself, the possibilities are limitless. When you are hanging out with other people, there are certain limitations and undeniably, they can sometimes be a drag.
It took me a long time to realize I am comfortable being by myself, and I guess in some ways I am a loner. Don’t get me wrong - I long for human companionship on the regular. But as long as I have some kind of social outlet, I am pretty much ok doing things on my lonesome. (For example I am currently working at a job where the volume of people I interact with per day is a high one - this stimulates me socially enough to almost feel a relief when I am left to my own thoughts at the end of the day).
On my own I can listen to what I want in the car, spend way to much time agonizing over which item to buy in the store, stay at the beach for five straight hours, go to the lunch place I’ve always wanted to try that no one else is interested in, not feel obligated to spend money I do not have (it is EXPENSIVE to to go out and I hate feeling ashamed and embarrassed that I can’t sit in bars blowing money all night - it’s a dumb thing to waste my angst on), so on and so forth.
Don’t read this and roll your eyes. I am bluffing just a little, because I do long for human companionship that is stimulating intellectually, can share many a laugh, and is as culinarily adventurous and thrift-shop savvy as I am, someone who can listen to my deepest secrets without judgement, and can be rational when there is tensions between us.
I do LONG for kinship, and I am not, in all honestly, entirely WITHOUT it. But I go through these periods where I just want to withdraw because dealing with people becomes to painful, and I feel like the only person who really gets me is ME. And I must have some serious karmic damage from a past life because the only energies I seem to attract in this one are negative negative negative. Never had a had a friend that has not been subjected to a serious falling out with me. Two cases involved drug addictions, one involved me cutting someone out bc there constant narcissistic personality was wearing me out emotionally, another I accidentally hurt deeply, there was a situation involving sororities, a case of jealousy, materialistic virtues, and competitiveness that is just too fucking insane to even believe I put up with it for as long as I did, one lovely person that I just can’t explain as to WHY we stopped talking, and lastly, a friend who ended up being in love with me and I just could not return that love, as hard as I tried.
This seems to happen to me over and over and over, and after 10+ years, I have wonder if it is something I am doing - not to the other people, but to myself. Can I just not handle personality flaws? Am I just not ready to face my own?
All that aside, I have chosen myself as my favorite companion. She helps me pick out makeup in right aid, shares my concerns, and likes to splurge on something from the organic juice bar on pay day. She is my best friend.
(Source: thevoicethatbreaksthesilence)
…But hear me out on why I am OBSESSED with his music.
I’ve been a fan of Marley’s music for a long time, but not until recent years has he became humanized to me. It was after than happened that I became truly obsessed. His music comes with a preconception that it is all about smoking marijuana, with a little peace and love thrown in. This is due to the unfortunate circumstance of his fan base: middle-class white kids who find his music to be the ultimate background music to the slurping of their bong water, while the message between the beat is lost on them completely.They don red, green, and gold thinking it is some marijuana status symbol. They have manipulated beautiful music until is has been so far disconnected from it’s original intents that it almost hurts me to think about it. Once Marley was known as a rebel voice who spoke a message of peace. Now he is just that dread locked guy you see in every incense-toting pipe-selling smoke shop the world over.
Marley had a vision - a vision of humankind achieving color blindness once and for all, a vision of a people who will put the class and racial divides that fuel hatred behind them, I daresay even a vision of humankind putting their trust into God. His lyrics were often about turning life’s hard experience into a positive - “the stone that the miller refuse, shall be the head corner stone.” In other words, you may have been denied what you desired here on earth, but those who feel forgotten still have a special place in this universe.
Yes, rastas smoke pot. Yes, smoking pot is fun. And yes, undeniably the combination of weed and reggage IS a good one. But as for the message behind the Marley, marijuana is not the core value. And I just wish more people realized that.
As for those white kids in the red, green and gold drug-rugs? Uh, yeah..don’t think they are making the cut for the exodus back to Africa anytime soon.
Rob Sheffield
