Tofu Scramble

If you’re vegan you’ve heard of had and probably cooked you’re own tofu scramble. I’ve been sort of experimenting with tofu scrambles trying to perfect it myself at home. I know most scrambled have the yellow color to mimic eggs usually using turmeric or curry powder but I don’t always have those spices on hand (and tbh I don’t care about the yellow color as much as the taste). So, here’s the recipe for my go to tofu scramble.

1/2 a block of extra firm tofu

1/2 a cup of baby Bella mushrooms

1 cup of spinach

2 mini tomato’s

I added the tofu to the pan first crumbling it with my hand. Then added the chopped mushrooms. The tomato’s and a splash of almond milk (this was my first time doing this and honestly game changer I’d seen other people on YouTube put milk in their scrambles and was unsure about it but it makes the scramble really creamy and good). I let this cook for a good 5 minutes then seasoned everything with black pepper, pink Himalayan salt, garlic powder and crushed red pepper. I ate the scramble as a burrito wrap with kite hill plain cream cheese and guacamole.

It was the best tofu scramble I’ve ever made. Now if only I could get my toddler to eat it.

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Figuring it out

Lately, I have been trying to figure out what drives me, what I’m passionate about, what I love and do as easily as breathing. I know I am a creative 1. Because I believe everyone is. Creativity is energy. And anyone and everyone can tap into it. And 2. Because I’ve created before I know I can again. I’ve kinda hit a rut, I guess. Ever since I’ve had my daughter creating seems like a struggle. It gives me anxiety. I procrastinate in doing it. It stresses me out I tell myself I don’t feel inspired and without that feeling whatever I do create won’t be that great. I think too much and then end up not creating at all. But sometimes there’s this fire in me that flickers a little and I know it’s still alive.

So, when I talked to one of my closest friends a couple weeks about what it is I wanna do with my life and what kinda impact I want to have. I started getting serious asking myself well what do I want to create and what do I want it to stand for and what do I want it to do for others and for myself. Cause creating really is a service.

And other than poetry and writing what is it that moves me. And it occurred to me that music moves me in ways that nothing else can. From a young age it’s been my thing. From singing in church choirs to singing in school chorus. Taking piano lessons and quitting it all. Music has always been the thing that moves my emotions and gets me feeling.

I remember being in high school feeling down about my looks not being secure in myself yet. I was so anti. I’d sit in my room after school everyday and listen to my radio. And I’d play Prince or Tupac my eyes closed and daydreaming. I’d fall asleep every night with my radio turned to v103s quit storm to keep the nightmares I’d have at bay (I’ve always had crazy vivid dreams that scared me that I’ve now learned to live with).

I guess what I’m trying to say is I think music is that thing for me I don’t know how or what to do with music. I know I don’t want to be a singer or rapper or performer. I take pride in these playlists I make every month. So, maybe something in that direction maybe making mixes. Maybe djing who knows honestly what I wanna do with my life changes so frequently (guess that’s the Gemini in me) something new always seems so exciting to me. But honestly music has always been with me.

I’m not sure what I mean to say here maybe nothing. But like if you know you’re destined for something and you’re unsure of what that something is this stage is okay too. Try a lot of shit out whatever interests you just try it and see what happens.

Lunch Prep

Quick post as I did a little lunch prep today for the next couple days I have to work. Since I’m being healthier, making healthier eating choices and habits I realized I needed to start peeping my meals. Especially for days that I have to work. So, I just prepped some noodles, roasted a pack of frozen stir fry veggies and made brown rice in a crockpot to swap out my grain/pasta with the veggies. And I’m going to make a spicy peanut sauce to go over everything.

Really simple really quick. But if I hadn’t done it I would’ve ended up either going upstairs (I work in a mall) and getting Chick-fil-A or opting not to eat at all.

March Playlist

Hey y’all,

Back with another playlist and I really like this one. I know I like them all since I make them but this one is really bomb. It’s like relaxed chill music with a few turnt songs sprinkled in. And it’s March so in Atl that means the weather it’s about to improve and get real sunny and warm by the end of the month. I’m so ready. Enjoy this playlist see everyone soon!

β˜˜οΈπŸ€ March Madness πŸ€πŸ€

photo is from @geraldlovell on Instagram who is an artist based in Atlanta.

Update

Hey everyone as you might have seen from the lack of post I’m taking a little hiatus from my blog right now but I’ll be back mid March. I will be posting a March playlist on the 4th but that’ll be my only post for awhile as I’m having a bit of writers block and not really sure what direction I really want to take this blog – so I’m going to use this mini break to figure it all out.

In the mean time check out my recent blog posts and I’ll see everyone soon!

Also in the mean time if you can donate to my friends gofundme page I’ll post the link. She’s an African American artist and at just 27 has gotten a painting in a museum. However, the museum her painting is being shown in is in Los Angeles (and we love in Atlanta) she wants to be able to go see her painting in person and so the gofundme is for that purpose. The museum her work is in is the California African American Museum. The image on this post is the painting that got into the museum. https://www.gofundme.com/help-ariel-get-to-cali-for-her-1st-museum-exhibit?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=fb_dn_cpgnstaticxlarge_r

Mom Talk #5

The Sexual Mother.

I’ve never been prude about sex or about the number of lovers I’ve had anything. I think it’s important for women to experience as much or as little as they want. But sensual energy is very important to my being. Finding what gives your body pleasure and what doesn’t it’s like opening a whole field of the women’s psyche.

As a mother I know society would rather have moms be domestic. Subservient to the father or male counterpart of the relationship. That the mother should be not too loud not too much.

Especially mothers of girls. It’s like now all of a sudden I am no longer an individual person but only a mother and a mother that needs to act a certain way about sex and sensuality so that my daughter doesn’t pick up on bad habits. That I need to dress a certain way to be respected and taken seriously.

But why does sex have to be a bad habit? My daughters 3 and I’m not at yet in the area of needing to explain matters to her about sex or educate her. However, I’ve thought of her being a teenager and I know already I’m not at all going to be restrictive. I’m not going to act like sex isn’t a thing. I’m not going to tell her she can’t have sex until marriage. It’s not my decision to make about her body. Just like it’s not anyone’s decision to tell a women after giving birth how she should behave.

There are plenty of women who are mothers breaking stereotypes saying they can be still be sexual beings. Amber Rose being the one that mainly comes to mind with her annual Slut Walk campaign. But if I got a dollar for each time I get into an argument with a man about how her walk is enlightening and they instead think she’s just allowing women to be “hoes” without shame or guilt I’d be a millionaire.

The double standard between men and women and acts of sex is so profound it’s a subject I never think will ever be completely healed. Patriarchy killed the sexual woman. It put her into a little nest box that said virginity is the utmost respectful thing you can give a man – that virginity is a gift. That having a low body count means you respect yourself that you respect your body.

I was raised in a Christian household but from an early age I knew that these certain expectations weren’t for me. Why can’t my body be both a temple and mine to make decisions for? Where did the discord happen that women shouldn’t have autonomy over their own bodies?

Is sex really so bad? Or does the notion of a woman being confident in her body and wanting pleasure that offends people into thinking a mother cannot be but one thing.

What are your thoughts?