I’m back home but I’m wiped out from traveling solo with the kids. Mad props to all you single parents out there…
When I woke up in SoCal this morning, my sister whipped up another rib-sticking Paleo breakfast for everyone: baked bacon, sauteed kale and ‘shrooms, boiled eggs, and baked sweet potatoes.
We spent our last morning at my sister’s place swinging on the hammock in the backyard before heading to Forage for lunch. This casual, order-at-the-counter locavore spot offers a wide variety of salads, proteins, and sweets. Many of the salads come tossed with bread crumbs and cheese so read the ingredient list carefully before ordering. I eat dairy on occasion so I only steered clear of the gluten.
My lunch plate consisted of grilled flank steak with tomatillo salsa; roasted beets and chopped egg salad with New Zealand spinach, chives and dijon mustard vinaigrette; and tangerine and baby red carrot salad with dandelion greens, olives, feta, and ginger dressing.
I wish there were places like this in my nabe.
Afterwards, I grabbed all of our stuff (and a care package of my brother-in-law’s special smoked turkey thighs) and we headed to the airport. The flight was uneventful and we got home before dark.
For dinner back in our homecave, I reheated a pot of beefy bone broth with dried shiitake mushrooms, lancinato kale, and cabbage…
…and sliced up some smoked turkey.
As much as I love visiting my sister and being spoiled by her incredible cooking and hospitality, there really is no place like home.
