Grilled Beef Kabobs

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Now that we’ve gone through what we hope is the last of the bi-polar transition to spring and summer, it is a perfect time to dust off the grill and enjoy some outdoor cooking.  Growing up in Wisconsin, weekend brat cookouts were common, even well into the winter.  We don’t grill as much as I did growing up, but I still love taking the time to be outdoors, and the smell of the grill.  

The Couple That Cooks Together

This is a guest post we did for Matt & Stacy at the Paleo Parents.  If you aren’t already aware of the amazing things that they are putting out, go ahead and check out their website, podcast, and books.  I’m sure I’m already preaching to the choir here, but if not–go check it out and thank me later.

Quality time is a big part of any relationship–without it, it’s easy for little things to get in the way of the bigger picture and sit under the surface until you end up in a huge fight about not looking both ways before crossing the street (true story).  When Heather and I first met, we were both in grad school and working full time. Since, we’ve
managed to move twice and work more than when we were managing school.  Working 60+ hours a week each makes it difficult to carve out time with and for each other, especially because my second job occurs on evenings and weekends.

We just celebrated our 3-year anniversary, and I’ve taken time to really reflect on the things that make us work as a team. One of the things that has really helped us grow is our time in the kitchen.  We, like others, once made the argument that, “Cooking takes too long–let’s just order in.”  I learned the hard way that is hard on both the waist and the wallet, packing on 50+ pounds in the first year we were together.  So, about a year and a half ago, I decided to make the switch, and made a little website as an accountability measure.  Heather will admit, she was hesitant at first; but she supported me and eventually realized the dietary changes were good for her too (her allergies are more manageable now).

Below is a distillation of some of the life lessons that we’ve learned in the kitchen.  Not only do we get to spend time
together, it is making the choice to better our health and wellness, and hopefully reduce stress.  Our diet and fitness can only do so much if we’re stressed out of our minds.

Spicy Beef Stir-Fry

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Ever since my mom gave us her old wok, we’ve been attempting to bring it into use more often.  We’ve made hot and sour soup, which was really fun, but the ingredient list was pretty extensive.  I know I’ll make it again, but I wanted to attempt something less demanding with this awesome cooking tool.  

Bacon Jalapeño Bread

We came up with this bread recipe a month or two ago following our invitation back to the Paleo Parent‘s house for another great pot luck, this time to celebrate their upcoming book, Beyond Bacon. As adamant pork lovers, we couldn’t help but make something with bacon in it.  Taking Heather’s awesome orange-cranberry bread as a template, we decided to go a little further.

The Domestic Man’s Russian Cutlets (Котлеты)

Today’s post is a recreation of our friend The Domestic Man’s Russian Cutlets.  His blog is a finalist for Saveur’s Best Food Blog Awards, and we’d really appreciate it if you could take the time to support him and our real food movement by voting for his website in the special diet category.  You can do that here!  On with the show…

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When Russ shared this recipe a month or two back, I was intrigued (usual response).  He always includes a brief, yet informative, history of a dish and what makes it stand out from just another meal on a plate.  What really caught me was his description of the cutlet, “The word cutlet is a bit of a culinary mystery – everyone has their own interpretation of what it means.”  While I’d like to say I try to experience as much as possible in terms of food, I couldn’t wholly appreciate what he meant by this sentence.  I was thinking, “Oh, so it’s like a burger with some seasonings and a sauce that’s not ketchup, mustard, or BBQ sauce.”  Wrong was I.  These were not at all like a hamburger, and I’m  glad they weren’t.  I still love my burgers, but this was a treat.