Back by popular demand: A tasty breakfast starring gluten free cornbread!
This cornbread is beyond yummy.
- Bob’s Red Mill Cornbread Mix
- 1 ½ cups milk (rice, soy, dairy)
- ½ cup oil or melted butter ( I prefer olive oil)
- and two eggs
Preheat oven to 375 degrees. and grease a 9″x9″ non stick pan. Combine milk, eggs, and oil. Mix with cornbread mix. Pour, bake for 25 minutes, or until crisped to your liking,
Makes a great breakfast muffin…
or scrumptious side at your next gluten free bbq.
I like to top it with butter and raw honey. YUM.
Imagining about imagination.
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“The mystery is this: although the imagination is inspired by the everyday world – by its flaws and beauties – we are able to see beyond our sources, to imagine things that exist only in the mind. We notice an incompleteness and we can complete it; the cracks in things become a source of light. Every creative story is different. And every creative story is the same. There was nothing. Now there is something. It’s almost like magic.”
– John Lehrer (Imagine: How Creativity Works)
We have all felt it. The often crippling anxiety caused by fear. Fear of rejection, fear of pain, fear of loneliness, fear of judgement. But what for?
Even with my extremely limited knowledge of human anatomy, I know adrenaline when I feel it. A chemical reaction designed for our caveman selves: fight or flight. It’s when my face and chest become flushed with my notorious red blotches. My words come out in jumbled attempts at sounding intelligent. Once I even experienced full body shivers (which were hard to play off in the heat of Tucson, Arizona)
But to be honest, I can’t relate to that person anymore. It seems like another human. And fuck am I relieved about that.
I am happy to report that us humans have evolved to no longer need the fight or flight reaction in 99% of situations. If you answer a question poorly in an interview, your interviewer will not start salivating and chasing you down Madison Avenue to have you for dinner. It will be OK.
I have learned a lot about myself while tackling the challenges of creating a life for myself in NYC. It’s the land of opportunity…you arrive with wide eyes and an open heart but let’s be real, the vastness of it all can crush you. Make you feel tiny and confused. Your to-do list seems endless and your bank account certainly is not. Fear was only getting in my way.
Fearlessnessing began for me in a somewhat delusional state. I was a few weeks into the sport of networking, which consisted of meeting or phoning with three to six people per week on a relentless odyssey to find The Dream Job. My first encounters were carefully calculated. Contrived by politely crafted e-mails, with verbose language and high praise of the recipient. Mostly, I got short responses. “No, traveling this month. E-mail me end of March.” Or “Sure. Wednesday 8:30am Le Pain in West Vill?” (ALWAYS Le Pain….) I spent half a day researching. Wrote out questions, and jotted down talking points so I could maneuver the conversation toward The Dream Job.
The result was stiff uninspiring conversations. I wasn’t able to speak fluidly and my repeatedly affirmative responses came across as kiss ass. This was not me. I was hiding under a veil of fear. Where was charming, outgoing, confident Kiley? The Kiley who spoke to the CEO of her dad’s company with ease, grace, and personality. Exhausted, and realizing my tactics were not yielding the results I wanted [and needed!], I decided all at once to stop giving a fuck. And that’s when things really stared to happen for me.
Now, we’ve all read some list about top things people say they regret on their deathbed, and you know how I feel about lists! But this list actually has some incredible food for thought. Two stick out to me in particular: 1) I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. & 2) I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
This is impactful shit. Really stop and think about this. They are revealing some major secrets to living the best life.
Through tiny wins throughout my life, I had already developed the confidence in my ability to get shit done. Fearlessnessing is trusting your authentic self. Shedding the self-doubt and the habits developed from social expectations reveals a more raw human you. This is the human that people like and relate to. The human that people are enthused to help. If you are trying to convince someone to trust that you are worth their recommendation, advice, and guidance, I learned that you must show them that you trust yourself.
So fast forward a few months, a few letdowns, and a lot of life lessons…I made it. I have a job that I love, where my teammates respect me for my own unique talents, skills, quirks, and personality. I speak and act transparently. And I never show self doubt or apologize for me being me. Fearlessnessing is a new constant in my life, allowing me to power through whatever obstacle the gods of NYC decide to throw my way.
My first blog post for my new company Siegel+Gale!
This past Thursday, AIGA National Design Center hosted Siegel+Gale for a private tour of its current exhibit, “Century: 100 Years of Type in Design.” Joined by an eclectic group of our designers, strategists, and business team members alike, I was delighted to have the opportunity to learn more about a design discipline we often take for granted, and to appreciate it as a pure art form in it’s own right.
Here’s a delicious stopmotion recipe for Cajun Salmon Burgers. Half cheated and bought the patties freshly pre made at Whole Foods…only $4 each! Add a little Kale sauteed with olive oil, garlic, and sunflower seeds, and eat open faced on to die for Pecan Rice Gluten Free Toast.
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- They make me realize my attention span is too short to read full sentences side by side.
- GIFs are a force.
- They are about topics like: “21 Animals Who Watched Mulan Way Too Many Times“
- They have headlines that suggest you could die if you don’t read it
- Superlatives are used far too loosely.
- I have a major issue with false assumptions of expertise. Sorry, who is the author of this?
- The number of items on the list represent how many minutes were spent creating that fine piece of journalism.
- They give you a false warm fuzzy feeling for belonging to a group that all share #[InsertSubGroup]problems.
- Everything is mind blowing, life altering, or ways you MUST live by.
- By the end of the list you realize it was probably intended for the 7th-10th grade demographic.
- They’re manipulated to create an overwhelming urge to tag someone you just KNOW can relate. #truth #tellmeaboutit #storyofmylife
- Their analysis reveals a depth of thought close to what a nine year old is capable of.
- They are more overdone than the bacon I made for breakfast this morning.
13.6. They over promise and unde…….
It’s garbage. The demise of journalism is upon us.