Archive for November, 2011

Posted in ¡que comida!, holidays on November 27, 2011 by Gabbi El Mas Negro

Avena Navideña

Christmastime in Mexico means all variety of things “Navideño,”  from cinnamon-apple scented floor cleaner (a personal fave) to the cranberry-turkey panini navideño at Starbucks, and even a queso navideño (manchego with pecans – I was intrigued and had to buy it, though I’ve yet to bust open the package… thinking it would make a great queso fundido at a holiday party).

Prepping for Thanksgiving, I pulled a bag of cranberries out of the freezer to make cranberry sauce, but never got around to it as I came down with a sore throat and ended up spending the day in bed resting.

So Saturday morning, feeling recovered and holiday-inspired, I made a batch of avena navideña – cranberry-orange oatmeal – which tasted like a hot delicious bowl of Christmas morning.  We’ve been eating a lot of oatmeal lately and experimenting with flavors (piña colada being another recent fave).  Even Gabbi, who has not liked oatmeal since I’ve known him, has become a convert.

You can basically add the cranberries and orange to any oatmeal recipe you like, but here is my version (most measurements are approximate – aside from the oats and water, I really just throw everything else in):

In a saucepan, mix together and simmer over low heat:

1 c oats

2 c water

~2 tbsp freshly ground flaxseed

~2 tbsp wheat germ

~2-3 tbsp whey protein powder (vanilla flavor)

1 tbsp chia seeds

~½ c fresh cranberries and orange segments

juice from ½ orange

zest from 1 large orange

when thickened nicely and ready to eat, stir in:

2 tsp coconut oil

and top with toasted pecans, dried cranberries, and orange wedge to garnish

¡Buen Provecho y Feliz Navidad!





Honoring Mabel + Jeannette

Posted in family, love on November 2, 2011 by Gabbi El Mas Negro

So inspired by the amazing and beautiful altars constructed in Sayulita’s plaza and at CVIS this year – Maxxi & I made our own Dia de los Muertos altar to honor my wonderful Abuelas, Jeannette Stoops and Mabel Bischoff.  Our altar has my favorite framed photo of the two of them – from our wedding reception in Kentuckiana – and some things that they both loved.

Mabel drank sweet black tea, played penny poker with her best pal Irene, and smoked like a chimney.  I hated the cigarettes and would hide them on her – she was not pleased.  We’d watch Wheel of Fortune and Magnum P.I. and eat butterscotch ice cream and have sugar biscuits for breakfast.  One time my cousins Scott & Shannon & I collected a bunch of fire-flies in a mason jar and set them all loose in her bedroom.  Jeez, we sure gave her a hard time.

Jeannette was an avid reader and a marvelous cook.  Her love of cooking and baking passed on to my dad and in turn to me.  My favorite meal of hers was fried chicken, mashed potatoes with milk gravy, and baby peas.  She made the best buckwheat pancakes with homemade syrup for breakfast.  She always used these metal bookmarks that hold your book open for you so you can read with one hand. The Hershey’s Kisses are for her, and the red backdrop is for her mother, my Great-Grandmother, Ma-Maw Stammer, whose favorite was “any color, just so it’s red.”

You amazing ladies are missed every day.  Your spirit, your hearts, your love, and your souls live on in your many children and grandchildren who carry your traditions through our lives and manifest your beings within ourselves.