Cooking: Vegan Style

I spent the whole day combing through this vegan cook book I recently borrowed from my local library called Chloe’s Kitchen. Chloe Coscarelli recently won Food Network’s Cupcake Wars competition and is now a well known vegan chef. Her recipes are easy to follow and here is my take on her Spaghetti Bolognese.

Step 1: Chop all the ingredients up in a food processor. The recipe requires mushrooms, walnuts, kidney beans, flour, and various seasoning. 

Step 2: Combine all ingredients in a large bowl. 



Step 3: Brown”meat” mixture in a pan with oil 




Step 4: Boil the spaghetti


Step 5: After “meat” is brown add marinara sauce, brown sugar, and rice milk. 


Step 5: Enjoy!



Here is the real recipe if you are interested in making it yourself. 

1 pound spaghetti (try a gluten-free version from Trader Joe’s)
1 cup walnuts
8 oz. chopped crimini mushrooms
15 oz. can pinto beans (rinse and dry!)
1/2 cup flour
1 teaspoon dried basil
1 teaspoon sea salt
1 teaspoon black pepper
2 tablespoons olive oil
24 oz. marinara sauce (I like Trader Joe’s Tomato Basil)
1/4 cup plain almond milk
1 tablespoon brown sugar
Fresh basil for garnish

Cook spaghetti according to instructions on the package. Drain water and put aside.

Put walnuts in food processor and process until they are crumbs. Add crimini mushrooms and pulse into small pieces. Now add in the beans, flour, basil, salt and pepper and pulse. The mixture should be chunky – to avoid a thick wet mixture make sure your ingredients are dry (this means pat the beans and mushrooms dry after rinsing).

In a large skillet heat olive oil over medium-high then add in processed mushroom mixture. Evenly brown the mixture by flipping frequently, should take about 12 minutes. Add to the pan the marinara sauce, almond milk, and brown sugar and stir until it’s all heated.

Mix spaghetti and bolognese sauce, top with basil.


Contrary to Popular Belief, We Are Meant to Be Monogamous

I love this article. I never thought about it like that.



I am an avid blog reader with a propensity to read a lot of blog posts about relationships/love/sex. Recently, I have been reading a lot of articles about monogamy. The discussion revolves around the long-held convention that men are not meant to be monogamous. I have noticed that the discussion in these posts has expanded to a new idea. Women are not meant to be monogamous either. I find these posts to be disheartening and just downright wrong!

How can men and women not be wired for monogamy when God created Eve for the exclusive purpose of being a help-meet for Adam? God did not create Eve and several other women for Adam. God created one woman for Adam and one man for Eve. If the first two human beings on this earth were created to monogamous, human being were, in fact, configured to be monogamous.

God requested Adam and…

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Six Things You Should Know About Fast and the Furious 6

Spoiler Alert!!!!! If you haven’t seen the movie Do Not Read This…but for those of you who have don’t forget to leave a comment I would love to get your thoughts.

1. Paul Walker is still sexy! Since “The Fast and the Furious” was released in 2001 I’ve had the biggest crush on this blond hair blue eyes white boy.


2. Ludacris and Tyrese banter like brothers which gives the movie a comedic angle to go along with all the action.


3. The villain of the movie is sexy too. Luke Evans who plays Owen Shaw got my attention as soon as he stepped in front of the camera. Too bad Vin Diesel had to take him down towards the end.


4. Vin Diesel is a super hero! In the movie his character, Dom, catches Letty, Michelle Rodriguez’s character, mid air and lands on a car. If that’s not a super hero I don’t know what is.


5. London must have the longest plane runways ever. You’ll understand when you see the movie.


6. There will be a #7. There is one last scene after the credits start to roll which involves Jason Statham. 




Make sure you do go see the movie. It’s great!

Blind Date: Part 3

Part 3: Finale

Ugh!!!! Traffic is ridiculous at this time. Maybe it’s just me. Ever since Trevor left the library I couldn’t stop staring at the clock. Stressing about what I would wear, do I have the right shoes, and what to do with my hair. Why did I suggest this to be tonight?

I guess my subconscious wanted to get this over with. Maybe he’s a good guy and we’ll start this whirlwind romance or maybe he’s a jerk. Whatever the case, I have three hours to get home, clean up my apartment, and get ready for this dinner tonight.

As I open my apartment door all I could see is chaos. With only two hours and thirty minutes left until eight, I have to at least clean up this living room. While ferociously tossing papers into the trash can and hanging up jackets that should have been put away two months ago, my mind couldn’t help but wonder back to him. Slightly depressed and staring off into the distance. My mind wonders not to overwhelming thoughts of Trevor, but back to Daniel. It has to be at least three months since we broke up, but my heart keeps going back there. Snapping myself back into reality I realize that I stopped cleaning. Staring over at the clock ,I only have two hours left.


Hair done….check.

Makeup…check.                                                                black-woman-dancing1

Only 30 minutes left and I find myself daydreaming again. This time it’s while I’m staring at the mirror. With a 5’7” size 8 frame, I’ve always been desired but never dated the right guy. I snap myself back into reality and begin to massage lotion into my mocha brown skin. My dress hanging on the right side of my mirror, dark blue like the suit he was wearing this afternoon.  As I stand up to slip it on, I look back at the mirror one last time giving myself a little smirk when I hear a knock at the door.

The End

I would love to answer any questions and please leave a comment to tell me what you think. I hope you enjoyed reading this as I did writing it. 

Blind Date: Part 2

As I walk into the building I feel a sense of nervousness. I haven’t felt this way since Rebecca, but that was ancient history, not to be revisited on my way to meet another woman. Stacey, our mutual friend, showed me a picture of Anna, but I still wasn’t sure if it was the same woman I see sitting behind the help desk. This is one of the older Libraries in the city. Hardly anyone comes here anymore. It is early afternoon and the sun is shining bright through the windows in the ceiling. She notices me as soon as I walk in, so I have no time to analyze her facial features except for her piecing eyes. When I finally arrive at the desk, we exchanged pleasantries and then I ask for Anna. Her facial expression tells me everything, slightly enthusiastic and excited, but also a little fear.

I’m Anna” she says with a wide beautiful smile that could stop a man like me dead in his tracks.

“My name is Trevor. Stacey said I might find you here. She wanted us to meet and has been talking about you for quite some time now” as I slid my hands into my pockets trying to appear more confident.

“That’s funny ‘cause she’s only mentioned you once, about two weeks ago” she says.


blue suit“Well, I got off early and I remembered that she mentioned where you worked, so I decided to meet you in person and ask you out on a date. Maybe Dinner? I hope I’m not being too forward.”

Thoughts racing through my head, wow I can’t believe what I’m doing. Stacey did tell me where she worked, but was this really a good idea. She must be thinking that I am crazy by ambushing her at her job like this. Maybe I should go. As doubt and fear continued to race through my mind, I heard her say in the sweetest voice…


“Excuse me” was all I could muster up to say in response.

“Yes, I will go to dinner with you. Pick me up at 8. I’ll give you directions to my place.”

To be continued….

Part 3 finale will be posted Wednesday May 22, 2013!  

Blind Date: Part 1

This is a short story I have been working on. Enjoy!

As he walks into the quiet room the air suddenly shifts. His presence alone commands so much attention, even the elements take notice. He wore a navy suit with white pen stripes that ran down his 6’5” perfectly sculpted body. His skin as sweet as caramel and as bright as gold. His presence alone so much to encompass, yet ravishing. His eyes as dark as the deepest sea and he was staring directly at me. All I could think of was: Why is he coming over here? What could he possibly want? Did I put on deodorant this morning? All very important questions as this mystery man continues to come closer. As he takes his last steps towards me, his full lips slowly part as he speaks his first words since I laid eyes on him.

Good Afternoon” he says. 

It takes me about a second to respond, but it feels like eternity. “Hi, how may I help you?” manages to seep through my barely parted lips.

“I’m looking for Anna?” he says.

Me! Why would he be looking for me? The flood gates of my memory open and I suddenly remember that I agreed to go on a blind date two weeks ago that my pushy friend Stacey was supposed to set up. I never expected her to send him here. I really wasn’t prepared for this.

To be continued….

It’s been a year!

It’s been a year since I’ve seen the inside of a classroom (as a student), heard a professor announce another group project, and spent endless hours in the library studying for that next big exam. My undergrad experience has been over for a little over 365 days and really nothing has changed.

When I was in college I spent quality time imaging my life after college, how I would take the time to find myself and my real passions. Don’t get me wrong, I did find myself. I now know what I enjoy doing and what I need to do to better my life financially and spiritually. I enjoy writing! I love the way an empty sheet of paper can bring about countless thoughts. Some expressive, some narrative, and even one play. I have a passion for interviewing. Most people don’t know I’m doing it because I’m naturally inquisitive, always looking for the latest scoop. As some of you may know I’ve been freelancing for about a year now with an online magazine. I don’t get paid for my efforts, but I understand the magazine is relatively new and doesn’t have a broad readership yet. In the mean time I’ve been gaining experience, passionately pursuing an olive branch to be extended to me from my dream company Time Warner.

Although I found a “j-o-b” one month after college, I found that my efforts there were not how I pictured my life going. I knew I could never have the courage to resign myself so I was quite relived when I was ultimately replaced three months after I arrived. I took my joblessness as a blessing in disguise. Of course I was sad at first, but I quickly moved on. After a month of job searching and going on several interviews in Tampa and Fort Lauderdale, I chose to apply to a placed that I’ve worked before, retail. During my college career I worked at Macy’s as a sales associate. I had a lot of fun talking to people and providing exceptional customer service. So I applied to work there again. About two weeks later I received a call from Human Resources regarding my application and was asked to go in for an interview. I was offered a job on the spot, not as a Sales Associate, but as Support. Most days I felt like my job was mindless and simplistic, but I’ve never been the type to feel like something was beneath me. I knew God was working for me so I went to work every day with a smile. During my time there I became friends with some coworkers and learned a valuable lesson about workplace politics.

In October it was suggested to me that I should become a Substitute teacher. I never thought of that option before. As I researched the requirements I needed to apply, I felt a sense of anxiety and fear. How can I, a recent student myself, be in charge of a large group of children. Will they respect me? Will I be a good sub? What will I wear?
I waited a long time before I received a call from the county because of the long waiting list in Hillsborough. I had to wait till January to be trained in the art of child molding. The first day of training I woke up with a stomach ache. I thought it was just nerves, but turns out it was a stomach virus. So near the brink of death, I sat and held back the urge to hurl and do something else unmentionable for eight hours. I think I held it together because I was sitting across from this very cute guy with really nice teeth, but to be honest that was really one of the worst days of my life.

I have been subbing for three months and a half and I actually like it. I don’t have to stand on my feet all day and if I have a good group of kids I barely have to talk. Elementary schools are my go to places. At first I thought I would prefer high school, but I quickly changed my mind after going to a middle school. I have yet to go to a high school and I want to keep it that way. I prefer 4th and 5th graders. They are old enough to be quiet for longer periods of time. I actually wrote this while watching a class. They were busy working on a packet that their teacher left for them.

During my time as a sub I have had the time to start a business (Seneque Media Consulting), figure out that I do want to go back to school ( Jan. 2014!), and that I enjoy working with adults rather than children. My dream of becoming the Marketing Director for People Magazine has not been crushed by the constant no from perspective employers, but has been enhanced by my constant drive to be in the publishing industry.

What I’ve Learned in The Past Year
1. Don’t Stress! Family will always be there to catch you when you fall.
2. Make true friends. Friends who become like family will always have your back.
3. Boys will be boys so “find” a real man. That “special” person will come in God’s time, so I will focus on me. I can flirt in the mean time.
4. Money will come and go.
5. God always has a plan.
6. Maturing kind of sucks.

This is my post graduation blues.


     Eve 2012


Eve 2013

Eve 2013