I'm not a morning person. Not in the least. 7am and I go together like oil and water, fire and ice, toothpaste and ice cream, the Wicked Witch of the West and a bucket of water...
...you get the idea.
Some people need a bit of motivation to wake before the sun. Most turn to a hot cup of coffee to put some pep in their step. Others slip into their runners and hop on the treadmill or onto the pavement to get their blood and brains moving. I haven't really warmed to coffee that isn't bathed in sugar and doused with vanilla or chocolate and it's best I don't consume all that on a daily basis. As for running, I'm not altogether sure where my running shoes are and, if given the opportunity, I'd trip you in a zombie apocalypse because I quite literally can't run to save my life.
So, given that I've started getting up earlier than I'm used to the last few weeks, I need an alternate source of motivation. When you're half asleep, you're sporting a pillow-creased face and your slippers are on the wrong feet, I find that smoothies are a quick and easy thing to make. They don't take much thought, which is good because I'm pretty sure my grey matter is solar-powered.
So there you have it: Sunrise Smoothie. It's packed with creamy banana, tart strawberries, sweet pineapple and bright orange, all good vitamins and cheerful fruit to jump start your thinking thingy.
I've never been the sort of person who surrounds herself with hundreds of friends. But the few close friends that I do have, that stood the test of time and trials of distance, I will treasure always.
If you're lucky in life, you have that one person who really gets you. That one person who can make a five hour marathon video chat seem like minutes. That one person who makes sure you're up to date on all the prettiest songs. That one person you know you can call when you need to gush about Downton Abbey. That one person who curiously and unknowingly buys exactly the same sweater as you from over three thousand kilometres away. That one person who not only isn't afraid to make the funniest faces with you, but also doesn't object to posting the photos on facebook. That one person who would never criticize you for eating an entire bag of Nibs. That one person who knows when to laugh with you and when to cry. That one person who never judges you.
And if, like me, you're truly blessed, you might have more than one person like that in your life, but it's important to have at least one.
Today's recipe is inspired by my person, my best friend, Cornelia. When she introduced me to this smoothie my head exploded. It has the cool sweetness of frozen banana, the bitterness of cocoa, the floral notes of honey, all grounded by the smooth bite of peanut butter.
And get this...
...It's actually good for you!
I think this might be a Hot Polka Dot first. So let's raise a glass! Preferably a glass filled with chocolate peanut butter banana goodness.
I'm busy preparing for a
takeover sleepover this weekend so I'll have to keep this brief.
As if three preteen girls need any help in the hyperactive department, I decided I would be a swell idea to feed them at least three different kinds of sugar with this Maple Cinnamon Swirl Banana Bread.
Granulated sugar, brown sugar and maple syrup. They'll never sleep. Ever.
Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a vacuum cleaner with my name on it.
All around is the sound of trickling water. Icicles shrinking and dripping. The wind blows as though breathing a long baited sigh of relief. The birds sing again. The sun burns red through closed eyelids and thaws the chill from the interminable Winter.
Spring is here. In case you didn't know, Spring is my favourite season. It's when Winter fades and slowly life begins again. Winter is like living on pause. Life is frozen in place. It's time for play.
Speaking of which, I was playing with my original Banana Muffins recipe the other day and transformed it into Chocolate Banana Cinnamon Muffins. I think you'll like it.
Last night my dinner consisted of a handful of popcorn and half a Toblerone. Unhealthy, yes, but you have to marvel at the restraint it requires not to eat the entire Toblerone. Tonight's dinner was by far an improvement.
And by improvement I mean I ate it all. Since when have you not been able to finish a bowl of delicious ice cream? Granted it normally follows the meal instead of preceding or encompassing it, but hey I'm proud of myself.
Anyone who's ever been to Dairy Queen knows I'm telling the truth when I speak of the beauty that is the Peanut Buster Parfait. I wouldn't lie about such things.
Layers of creamy soft serve vanilla ice cream sandwiched between thick hot fudge and salted peanuts. Just when you think it's all gone you break through to a whole new layer of chocolate peanut bliss.
Now you might be wondering how on earth you could possibly make that any better. Well it's simple, my friends. First you make your very own French Vanilla Ice Cream, you top it with homemade Hot Fudge Sauce, salted peanuts and, the crowning glory, sliced bananas. Aren't the simplest things the best things?