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“Wine Country” Spinach Salad with Wild Rice Grape Pilaf and Halloumi

Here’s a lunch recipe for you if, like me, you are are a delightful weirdo who enjoys Food in Bowls. I’m the only person in my family who likes food this way: eaten from a big vessel, all piled together, like a salad but more interesting than a salad, and with the freshest ingredients you can find. Meals like this often take more time to put together than your usual PB&J, but I’ve found that doubling the recipe works well if you store the base ingredients (in this case, the dressed rice pilaf) in a separate container than the toppings (here, the spinach salad as well as the cheese) in the fridge. I suggest doubling because a lunch like this make you never want to slap some peanut butter on a slice of tired bread ever again. Just trust me. I bought food blogger Allison Day’s cookbook Whole Bowls after I saw it pop up in my Instagram feed, and it quickly became my favorite cookbook purchase last year by far: all of the recipes are vegetarian, and each bowl–as the name of her book suggests–is…

My Thank You

Yesterday was one of those days:  not the kind that immediately gets off to a bad start, but the kind that starts out relatively well, then, say, within an hour of daybreak, starts a steady slide into a mess of a misplaced shoes, and “I don’t like waffles for breakfast!”, and just throwing all the dirty dishes into the sink because if you take the time to do them now–still have to get those shoes, you know–you’ll be late again to preschool drop-off. So.  Not a bad day, per se.  Just one of those days.  You picking up what I’m stepping in? The situation hadn’t changed much by the time Quinn and I went to pick Saoirse up from school.  We got there early, since I was the “Guest  Reader” that day (So much squirming, these precious little kids do…), gathered up my eldest, and away we went. Every single day after we leave school, Saoirse asks if we can go to a “lestaraunt” for lunch.  Every day, the answer is no, sweetie, we’re heading home to have…