Monday, December 31, 2012

2013

Happy New Year dear readers. For 2013 may your hearts and minds be filled with love, ease and laughter, and your bellies with chocolate muffins.

Raising my glass of pink champagne to you.

With love,

Oanasnifflingawayonthecouch



Friday, December 21, 2012

We are still here ...

We are still here.

These four little words, so profound in my mind and in my heart, sum up our extraordinary capacity to go on. To exist. Our audacity to persevere in spite of all odds. As we have always done. Ignoring all reason and seemingly insurmountable obstacles. Since the beginning of time, despite all the inconceivable space and chaos around us, we persevere. We are miraculous.

Many people will say that nothing happened today, that we did not survive anything. But we did. We did survive. There are so many people out there, so many of us who were facing the dark place in the last few days. The darkest place, the place of the deep fear. The place that holds us as living humans on the planet. Our fundamental fear that we will cease to exist. That we will go violently, painfully, against our will. Watching ourselves, lucid and helpless.  Even if it wasn't your fear, it is still our fear. It is a fear as old as time. But.

We are still here.

Together.

You don't have to worry about a prophecy anymore. You can let it go. You can breathe and be free. You can choose to change your life, to make everything as beautiful as you want it to be, second by second, with every action. The universe is in every task. You can start today. The day after. The day after you were so brave. The day after you have faced the dark place, and come out to the awaiting light. The light is always there for you.


You can choose to love. To be good to yourself. To open your eyes. To be responsible.

It starts with you.

To put your best self out there for the world to love and you can choose to love in return. It will not be easy but despite all odds, you can face it. Stand on the shoulders of those who came before you. Of all that is. We, can face it.

All you need is love. It can make you angry just to read it.

We can face it.

We are still here.

Today.

Our time is limited. Not because of any prophecy but because of the nature of this beautiful life we have on this planet. This gift on earth, it is limited.

Love.

Be grateful.

We are still here.

Today.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Obviously not mulled wine ...

I wanted to post this just in case we cease to exist tomorrow. Just kidding. Mostly.

Are you ready? It's a good one... I (drum roll please) am so totally doing a mulled wine recipe. Mulled wine! Hoorah! I know you're super stoked right?! It's a pretty crazy thing this mulled wine business. Heated in fact (pun!). Now, judge me if you will but I love mulled wine. Many people don't (killjoys!). Many people believe it is blasphemy to sully the noble grape in such a manner. I however, am not one of these naysayers.

So, down to business.

To Pinot or not to Pinot? That, is the question.

I'm not sure many of you know this but I stopped drinking alcohol for about a year and a half. Why on earth would I do such a seemingly ludicrous thing? Well, frankly, to give my hardworking little organs a break from my lush, indulgent, gourmet self.

Before this mega pause -- which when started was terribly daunting and I did not think I would survive ... I mean supper, no wine?! Going out, no Kettle One on the rocks with a heavy twist?! Brunch, no mimosa?! After work, no extra dry extra cold shaken not stirred martini extra olives please?! Aperitif, no Campari, heavy on the oranage peel?!!! Just because, no Lagavulin 16 neat with a drop of water?!! Pub time, no Guiness, no snakebite, no black and tan?! I could go on. I could fill page. after. page. --  I fancied big, bold, bring you to your knees in gratitude for the magnificent grape red wine. Reds that grabbed me and rocked my taste buds to their very core. So tannic and rich they brought tears of joy to my eyes. My darlings. My Cabarnets, Syrahs and New World Merlots ...

But.

Post mega pause - which incidentally I did survive and there was no too much lucidity induced armageddon - I, dear readers, completely switched. Completely. I took myself by total, utter surprise. After all those years of the bold and the brave I was now completely (and utterly) a Pinot girl. Gone were the desires for that punch. That intensity. Here were desires for beautiful pools of clear light red that I just want to bathe in, fruity soft beginnings that lead to smooth complexities and soft caresses on the tongue. Every sip is a revelation, a joy, an enlightenment. Amen! Pinot! Pinot! Pinooooot!

Ahem.

A lengthy road, perhaps, but we got here.

So, to Pinot?

Yes. Absolutely.

Most people prefer a more full bodied wine to make said extraordinary drink but for me it is too heavy. When you start with a tannic, full bodied, extraordinarily present wine and then add spices, herbs, something sweet etc .. it just becomes too much. So this is why a gorgeous Pinot is such a gem. You have that exquisite balance of acidity, fruits and blooms and when you add just the right touch of mulling ingredients ... I tell ya dear readers you are in for a luscious treat.


Time to dish.


Mulled wine ... cheers dear readers, to your health and happiness. All my love.

Obviously not mulled wine but she's so cute, right?


Here is what you need:
  • 1 bottle of awesome Pinot (I love Ninth Island from Tasmania ...Grrrrrrr )
  • fresh rosemary sprigs
  • whole cinnamon sticks
  • 3 whole star anise
  • 3 whole cloves
  • whole peppercorns
  • 1/2 teaspoon of coriander seeds
  • A few slices of ginger
  • Peel of one orange
  • Honey or maple syrup, as sweet as you like it (also get a mild honey/syrup otherwise it will overpower the wine...

Here is what to do:

  1. Combine and boil. Hard right?
  2. Seriously. That's it
  3. I swear.
  4. Once you've done that, simmer for about 2 - 3 minutes and then let the whole glorious concoction sit in your fridge overnight, overday, whatever ... and then if you like you can spike it with vodka but I like mine straight up. Neat. I always was a classic kinda girl...ish ...