(If you don't can't name the movie that the phrase "winner, winner, chicken dinner" came from . . . well, I really don't think we can be friends any more. Or maybe you could just go watch Tin Cup.)
Give Away Update: First things first! We hit 3000 page views some time on Saturday, which means that it's time for our first giveaway. We threw some of our favorite things together to make an extra special goodie basket for the lucky winner.
You can see for yourself what is included but I'll spell it out for you anyway: 3 no-slip bands made by yours truly, Coconut milk, Coconut water, Multi-grain Crisps, 34 Degrees Crackers (my very favorite), Roasted Pine Nut Hummus, a jar of sweet potato baby food, and . . . Spooky Juliet!!!!
I compiled a list of the first names of our four followers, everyone that had commented on a post, and everyone that had commented/liked a post on my facebook page (36 total). Awesome Jeff commented on a post (I think in hopes of winning so that I wouldn't be giving away the contents of his pantry) but was disqualified since he sleeps with the judge. (I'm actually afraid that at least half of the 3000 views are him, checking up on me to see if I'm publicly disparaging or embarrassing him).
So that it would be totally fair, I entered all of the names into a free List Randomizer offered on http://www.random.org/. Look for your name:
And then pushed enter, and the website generated a randomly ordered list. And, shockingly, the winner is this girl:
I know it seems totally rigged that my best friend from childhood and our guest post-er last week won, but . . . who can argue with technology?!? I promise I would never cheat anyone out of free hummus. And, now, it's kind of like she got paid for her post!
A Trying Weekend: After my call to arms on Friday, I bet you are dying to know what kinds of new things I tried this weekend. Specifically, I bet you are wondering whether I really tried chew.
So, here it is. Proof positive that I did, in fact, try chew. Well, actually, I think it was snuff, but because I'm a lady, I don't know the difference.
My mom will be relieved to hear that I thought it was positively revolting. I was the Marlboro man for all of about 20 seconds before I spat that nastiness in the trash. My dentist will also be relieved because, really, do I need anything else compromising my already precarious teeth. After the experience, I remain of the opinion that women who chew/snuff/spit are disgusting she-monsters and belong driving 18-wheelers.
That is Awesome Jeff looking at me in
amusement horror in the reflection of the window.
Another Coo-koo-nut first: I tried my hand at baking with coconut flour for the first time this weekend. My mom found a recipe for biscuits made with Greek yogurt. She made the recipe as directed, and they turned out great.
But, the urge to
clean jack up a recipe is just too much for me to bear. So, without doing any research at all, I substituted the self-rising flour that was called for in the recipe with coconut flour. Figuring that further modifications were needed, I also threw in some egg whites (for more moisture and levity) and baking powder.
Ummmmm, it wasn't enough modifications. I mean, they look kind of okay. They almost look like biscuits, right? But, it was an epic fail. The texture was all wrong. They felt like a brick in my stomach and totally threw my gastrointestinal system into a noisy whirlwind of turbulent emotion. I'm going to need to tweak it a little more before I share the recipe. Maybe a lot.
Sweet, Sweet Temptations: Saturday was a minefield of sugary temptations. I was dodging the sugar missiles being projected at me left and right.
At my nephew's 4th birthday party, I was faced with these: