Baby Banshees Scream Loudest

2013 is pretty boss so far, right? This morning, the Peanut filled one of her new Christmas purses with clementines and started passing them out. However, if you tried to eat said clementine, you were met with a scream of a banshee or harpy. I can’t decide which. Either way, don’t eat what was clearly meant to be a purely decorative clementine.

Today is going to prove to be very busy, with tons of familial things to do and the like, but the thing I’m looking forward to most? Working out with my wolfpack. This is the first time we’ve all been together in weeks, and it was like missing a limb. I got an email in the middle of the night last night from Broadway Baby that read:

“I can’t decide what we need more, a workout, a massage by two equally hot european men, or an all night sesh of cocoa and “AbFab”…oh, eff it, let’s do all three”

I know I’ve said it before, but I am grateful to have friends in my life who value the same things I do.

Because, let’s be honest, there is nothing more important than “AbFab”.

Everyone needs someone they can close out the rest of the world with. Friends who understand their needs, who get them at a cellular level. You need someone who accepts you with all of your quirks and flaws, and loves you more because of how human they make you.

I know for a fact that without the WebMistress, Viking, BroadwayBaby, Gaysian, GraveRobber and Navajo, I’d be lost.  We all need someone who says:

“I know you’re fucked up, and that’s why I love you.”

We also need to be able to accept ourselves in spite of our own fuckedupedness. It’s a word. I know because I just typed it, and everything on the internet is true.

What’s also true is how awesome and healthy this GLUTEN FREE AND PALEO this breakfast/dessert is. Ok, so I dusted it with powdered sugar, and that’s about as Paleo as a cupcake, but it could be honey or maple syrup or apple juice reduced on the stove. Honestly, I used powdered sugar because my peanut likes her pear crisp damn near black, and I made this batch for her, because that girl and her decorative clementines wanted breakfast. This is also a killer dessert, too.

Paleo Pear Crisp.

I’m actually giving you the recipe before the picture, because it’s a process, not a recipe. Get a SOFT pear like a D’anjou because you don’t want to have to fry the f out of it. Grind your FAVORITE SALTED, roasted nut in food pro with cinnamon, nutmeg, a touch of coconut sugar (yes, it’s a thing..you can also make your own maple sugar) and a bit of allspice, until it resembles coarse flour. Cut the pear in slices, core the seeds, melt some coconut butter in a skillet on medium, dip each slice in egg white and then coat in nut flour mixture, fry on each side until golden brown. Consume.

paleo pear crispput THAT in your cave and eat it.

 

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2 Responses to Baby Banshees Scream Loudest

  1. Toby Edge says:

    Haha…I enjoyed the quip about everything being true on the net! It seems anyone can become an expert in about anything these days, or at least appear to be one anyway!

    I’m definitely going to have a crack at those paleo pears…although might go easy on the powdered sugar….on a Jan detox at the mo :)

  2. MizFit says:

    I know youre fucked up and thats why I love you.