{Apples for Jam}

Deliciously simple.

This, with one bite, became my i've-had-a-log-day-but-still-want-a-decadent-dinner recipe.

I suggest you give her a try.

And buy the book while you're at it. 

Bonus: it looks really cute on a shelf. On the counter. Anywhere, really. 

{mapled}

olive oil

sea salt

1 tbsp garlic, or more, if you so wish

1 C cherry tomatoes, halved

4 chicken cutlets

all-purpose flour

4 tbsp white wine

1 1/2 tbsp drained capers

1 1/2 tbsp chopped parsley

heat a few tablespoons of olive oil in a nonstick skillet.

add tomatoes and garlic. sprinkle with salt. cook til tomatoes start to pucker. remove and set aside.

add some more oil.

lightly dust the chicken with flour. saute over med-high heat until underside is golden. flip and do the same.

add the wine. put the tomatoes on top of the chicken. throw in the capers and parsley.

let the juices bubble up and evaporate a bit. cover with the lid. simmer for a few minutes.

serve immediately.

 

 {mapled}

mmm...okay...that did it. I am off to rummage through the leftovers.

Enjoy your day.

And I hope, your dinner.

decisions.

So it's down to two options.
I've navigated the treasure trove that is the wondrous ebay and come out relatively unscathed: I am burdened by only one tough decision...between two amazing rolls of wallpaper. I'm lining the drawers of my recently painted desk, if you recall.

My first instinct was to go with #1 here on the left.
It was love at first sight. I wanted something really unusual with hues of blue that would seem rather eclectic when paired with the light shade of mint.

But now that I see each compared with the paint color, I'm leaning toward option #2.
She has true vintage appeal, which was another trait high on the list...she has blue...a lovely, royal blue...and the mint really pops against the orange and cream.

So...any insight of your own?
Which would you go with?
Which would you love to see peek hello to you on a daily basis?

rebel.

 {Julio França}

Something magical happened yesterday.
Much to my husband's chagrin, I am sure.
He is happy for me, because he is perfect, but the UPS man dropped some competition into his world.
I got a camera.
And, not just any camera.
A Rebel appeared on my doorstep.
That Rebel XS, disguised so wonderously in a plain, cardboard box, beckoning every ounce of my excitement to my welcome mat.
So there went my yesterday.
Blame it on the Rebel--he stole it.

wall + paper.

 {flickr}

Currently in the midst of scouring ebay for some amazingly-vintage wallpaper.
And, oh yeah, looking for a job.
Anyway, last week I painted a desk (that belonged to my mom as a child) the faintest hint of mint green...nearly a creamy white (I know you're shocked as it absolutely is not painfully obvious that I like mint green).
I love, love how it turned out.
It has the most amazing ridge of elaborate molding that I scuffed with sandpaper to bring out the dark wood beneath and accentuate the architectural detail.
The iron pulls have tarnished, and I really wasn't in love with them before, but against the light hue they really pop. The paint brings out their exquisite antiquity.
So now it's my make-up table. It's adorned with an ornate gold mirror that was given to my Nana in the 40s, along with her matching crystal table lamps. Love the femininity of it all...makes it that much more fun to get ready in the morning.
The finishing touch, of course, will be the pop of pattern in the drawers that happily greets me as I search for my make-up.
Hoping to find a vintage paper with royal blue hues to pleasantly contrast with the light paint.
Later I'll post pictures, since my treasured DSLR arrived in the mail today :)

Til tomorrow, happy Monday.

holiday.

I made cookies tonight.
It was disastrous.
All I could do was laugh.
The best part is...they're a hostess gift.
Oops.

{i created disco}

So we're taking a holiday tomorrow and sneaking off to the coast. So excited to spend a bit of our Easter weekend in the company of friends, although I will have to wait til they're on their fifth drink to give them the cookies.

Hope your Easter is just as lovely, and your time is just as blessed.
Until Monday,
xoxo.

reveler.

Makes me want one cold day.
Just one.
Or maybe like, half a day.
Just so I can wear this.
Because wearing faux fur is fun.

 {fashion toast}

we've changed a bit.

XOXO.

Inspired.

And in love.
With the works of Lena Wolff, that is.

 I'm not entirely sure how, nor entirely sure why...but am so very happy that I stumbled upon her work.
I found this little interview over at the Shiny Squirrel, if it happens to peak your interest.
It surely peaked mine.

I love the stories that are so deeply evident within her work. Clearly inspired by American Folk Art,  she seamlessly blends her love for eccentricity with her remarkable eye for color.  I am fascinated, inspired...transfixed by her work.  Moved to a state of awe and disbelief. Wondering why her paintings have yet to adorn the shelves of Anthropologie. I think I shall write them a letter...

And to think, it's paper.

 So yes, I'll take one... or three...for every room of the house, please.

{Whole Living}

My. favorite. recipe. of. all. time.

It's true. So very, very true.

Partly because it's so easy.

Mostly because it's so delicious.

Certainly because it's good for you.

Find it for yourself, here.

And, a few extra tidbits:

It's spicy. Deliciously spicy. Not for those with a mild palette. :)

I use whole-wheat tortillas for the health factor.

I also layer in avocado and black beans...because I love them...and because they are good for you.

The recipe calls for a whole can of chipotle peppers.
You most certainly do not need to use a whole can.
I used four to five, and saved the rest in a jar. They keep forever in the fridge, and have become my secret ingredient in a number of dishes.
So save them, if you wish.

I've told you once. I'll tell you again.

My favorite recipe...of all time...at least thus far in my kitchen adventures.

i wish.

{chocolate therapie}

That coffee came in colors.
Today, I would drink pink.

{Mike Ledford}

To randomly stumble upon this.

{congoeel}

For these chairs to magically appear in my laundromat.


{troutfactory}

For the promise of an open window.