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Quick Cream of Broccoli Soup–Keto-Friendly Recipe!

Here’s a super-quick, clean and easy fix for those of us craving soup on days on raw, chilly days like today! Quick Cream of Broccoli Soup–Keto friendly recipe in about 25 minutes! (Makes about 4-5 ½-cup servings.)

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To keep things brief I wrote ingredients in bold letters. Here’s how I made it:

Toss a 12 oz. bag of broccoli florets in microwave and cook according to directions (about 6 minutes).

In a small pot over medium heat, saute about half a small onion (chopped) and half a stalk of celery (thinly sliced) in a little oil until tender (10 minutes or less).

Add 2 cups chicken (or vegetable) broth*, about ¼-cup of half-n-half and broccoli. (I used about ¾ of the bag; had a cup left over.)

Bring to a boil and simmer for about 5 minutes.

(Optional: stir in shredded cheddar cheese to taste. I was out so I broke up 2 colby-jack snack

sticks instead.)

Pure with immersion blender or in food processor. (If you don’t have either, try a hand mixer or even a potato ricer.) Season to taste with salt and/or pepper. A few shakes of salt-free seasoning works too.

This quick, easy, healthy and very tasty fix was EXACTLY what I was craving. The leftovers tasted that much better the next day (and the next), after the flavors came together in the fridge overnight!

*If you don’t have broth, you can substitute 2 cups of water and chicken (or vegetable) bouillon.

Go forth and enjoy!

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Posted in recipes, Uncategorized

Eat Fat/Live Thin(ner): COCONUT Flour Keto Bread—This One is Seriously Easy!

And Oh. SO. GOOD.

Yes, just after Christmas I posted about my first  keto bread, which I made with almond flour.  For once, I followed a recipe as written—I know! I can’t  believe I didn’t mess with the original either!! I found it to be very, very good, and I was quite pleased with it. I had only one beef about the recipe: I can be a  bit lazy when I cook or bake; separating and beating egg whites was a step I prefer avoiding whenever possible. Also, almond flour can be a bit pricey, so I started looking for recipes for my other favorite low-carb staple: coconut flour. I hit on exactly what I was looking for at Keto Connect.

Special thanks to the lovely teacher’s assistant who works across the hall from my classroom—three years in and I STILL find it a wonder to say “my” classroom (Thnx to you, Mr. Awesome Principal!). She loved the sample piece of coconut flour bread I gave her and has been asking for the recipe. (I promised a while back that I would; b/c I tweak everything I can never just link up to the original and move on to the next thing!)

Anyway, here is the original recipe. I’ve made it by following the directions as written but have also added a few changes along the way. This has become a staple I keep on hand. It’s very easy to put together (no separation of eggs required) and keeps very well in the fridge for a week to 10 days.

Here are my tweaks:

I’ve cut the butter back to 6 tbsp;

I’ve added about ¼-cup almond milk (I keep unsweetened vanilla in the house; it works);

I’ve added baking powder* to help get more of a rise (up to a tbsp)

I’ve replaced the herbs and salt  in the recipe with the ever-yummy Everything But The Bagel seasoning by Trader Joe’s. (I also sprinkle it liberally on top prior to putting the bread in the oven, which makes for an extra-flavorful top crust! When I have them, I also add sesame seeds—usually harvested from the bag a traditional-bread braid from a local bakery that Hubby loves—for a little extra crunch and yum!) 😋😋😋

I mix everything as directed in the original recipe but let the batter stand 5-10 minutes prior to transferring to a standard glass loaf pan. I line the pan with parchment paper to make removal of the bread that much easier; totally optional, but I coat the paper lightly with cooking spray too.

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*Note: I prefer NOT using baking soda with coconut flour recipes. I’ve tried it and gotten a greenish cast to the finished product. (It’s a normal, harmless reaction, but I’m not very thrilled with the look. Presentation matters, especially when passing samples on to people who are opening themselves up to the notion of low-carb baked goods.) You can use baking soda with almond flour with no worries.

And that’s it! As much as I liked the first keto bread recipe I posted a little after Christmas, I find using coconut flour yields more of a traditional, buttery “bread.” Almond flour yields a product that’s more like a savory pound cake; I much prefer making sweet treats with it. (I’ll share some absolutely incredible almond flour “sweet breads” in upcoming posts, like the utterly delicious low-carb blueberry muffins hanging out with the bread in the image above.)  

Have you tried one or the other or both? Any thoughts or preferences? All feedback welcome!

Until next time,

Joanne

©Joanne C Timpano, OTR/L, content and images, unless otherwise specified, 2019.

Posted in Discipline vs. Control, Parenting, Reflections, Uncategorized

Could We Have Possibly Done Something Right????—Part 4

Hello, folks, and welcome to May! One post at a time, I am getting these out to you. Thank you for your patience! For those who are new here (or feeling the need to catch up), here are links to predecessor posts: one, two and three.

So let’s pick up where we left up last time: doing what I have to do without worrying about what someone else might think of my parenting skills.

Remember: It’s paramount that a kid knows a parent means business.

A parent who means business doesn’t necessarily have to force the issue*, nor does that parent have to be mean or angry to show s/he is serious about what s/he is expecting from a child.

A great mantra to keep in the back of your brain:

Say what you mean. Mean what you say, but don’t say it mean. 

Also: Unless the discipline a parent chooses is abusive (mentally, emotionally and/or physically), a parent should just toss what others think out the nearest window.

Case in point: When Older Son was in preschool, he tended to dawdle when it came time to get dressed. Being the perfect parent I was, I remember doing my fair share of yelling one morning. I needed to get Younger Son to nursery school, Older Son to school and me to work. (Luckily, I worked in the same building where Older Son attended preschool.)

The next day, I kept him home. He wasn’t feeling well.

Day after that, he was well enough to return to school. He so took his time getting ready. I decided I would not shout or make a scene.

Time came to leave the house. Older Son was pretty much taken aback when I handed him his shoes. I very calmly told him we had to go. When he said something about not being dressed, I told him we had no time. He’d used his time playing rather than getting ready. (Not sure how he got his shoes over his footie PJs, but he did. And I’m lucky. He was never much of a tantrum-throwing child. Now that Younger Son kid…let’s not go there.)

So we dropped off Younger Son, which meant Older Son had to walk into the nursery school in his PJs. When he mentioned something about PJs and school, I reiterated that he hadn’t gotten dressed when he had the time.

Once we got to his preschool, I took him to the nurse’s office. Told my boy the nurse needed to see him since he’d been sick the day prior. (Fine, I fibbed. There was a much greater cause at stake.)

In the nurse’s office, I handed Dawdle Boy a set of clothing I’d bagged on the sly. I told him any future episodes would not come with a back-up outfit. He’d be in PJs for the day.

I kid you not, friends. From that day forward, I have never, ever had a problem with that boy not being dressed for school.

A few years later, I told this story to a dad whose four-year-old daughter was giving him a run for his money. On many occasions, this 6-foot-4-inch-or-so man complained that Little Cutie, who stood high as his thigh, wouldn’t get dressed; at school we saw that manifested in how late he’d bring her in every day. (Mind you, there are other circumstances that impact her behavior to this day, I’m sure. Our conversations, however, showed me he wasn’t willing to stand up to her behavior.) When he heard I brought Older Son to school in PJs, the man’s jaw dropped. He was horror-struck.

The dad I just referred to was most likely worried about what someone else would think if his daughter showed in PJs.

Did I abuse my son in any way? Not at all. He was warm and covered appropriately for the season. I didn’t yell or force him to do anything.

I did, however, show him I meant business.

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*Quick note: Bullying takes on many forms. We who are trying to ‘teach our children to do the right thing’ by ‘making’ them do what we say might have to watch going over a fine line. (Trust me, I’ve gone over it too—many times. Younger kids—and those older ones who just love pushing buttons will tip you over that line themselves.)

Do you recall a a particular moment when you took a parenting stand, especially one that involved potential judgment by other parents and/or adults? Please feel free to share your story here in the comments. Feeling bold? Tell it on Facebook or on the social media platform of choice. If you’re shy, we have email for that. And if the content speaks to you, please feel free to share via any/all of the links below!

Next time: Dealing with MY feelings when doling out the discipline.

Many thanks and wishes for a wonderful day,

Joanne

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