the plant-based food blog
I love my birthday. Is that too narcissistic to admit? I really do.
My birthday is on December 18, and I actually started Fooduzzi on my birthday last year. Because of my birthday’s proximity to Christmas, I’m lucky enough to have an “Alexa’s Birthday Week” of sorts. I always get to see all of my family and friends. I get to partake in the delicious Christmas foods all week. It’s a glorious seven days.Read More
It’s interesting to look back upon the things I distinctly remember from my childhood.
Don’t get me wrong, I was a lucky kid. I always had food, toys, a bed, a roof over my head, and more; however, when I look back at my most vivid memories, I can only recall the really obscure, totally bizarre, or downright weird.
Allow me to explain.Read More
There are two types of people in this world: those who prefer a larger jelly-to-PB ratio on their PB&Js and those who prefer a larger PB-to-jelly ratio on their PB&Js.
Which side are you on? Are you a fan of the sweet fruit gel? Or is the rich and creamy nut spread more your game?
I love giving gifts. That fuzzy feeling you get when someone opens a gift you have thoughtfully picked and then truly loves it? Nothing compares. I am addicted to that feeling.
Gift giving, however, is not my forte. While I like to believe that I’m generally a nice person who is considerate of peoples’ likes and passions, I can honestly say that I almost always come up short on the gift giving front. Nothing ever seems good enough of creative enough. The struggle is real.Read More
Summer. It’s so soon, you guys!!
We broke into the 80-degree weather this week. It was one of the most perfect Pittsburgh days I have ever experienced; warm, but not humid. Is that even possible in Pittsburgh?! It. Was. Perfect.Read More
Remember when I told you I loved brown rice?
Well, I reeeeeeally love brown rice now.
I mentioned this recipe last week, but it is so near and dear to my heart that I needed it in my mouth as soon as typed the words “rice pudding.” My great-grandmother, we called her “Grana,” would make it for all of our family gatherings. Sprinkled with cinnamon sugar, dotted with pats of butter, mixed until light and fluffy…oh man, it’s good.Read More
There was no greater love than the love between child Alexa and a Reese’s Cup. There was something so utterly addictive about that magical peanut butter-chocolate combination that totally sent me into a tizzy. To say I was a fan is a morbid understatement.
Once I was introduced to the Easter-themed Reese’s Eggs, a new light was shined upon my life. Why do these oblong nuggets taste so superior to their rounded cousins? To this day, I cannot answer this conundrum. All I know is that when those Eggs hit the grocery store shelves, I was there, first in line, with eager hands wide open.Read More
I love holidays. They’re the best times to get caught up with that family you always say you’ll call.
In all seriousness, holidays are also a special time to reminisce on the memories of lost loved ones. We have my Grana’s, my late great-grandmother, rice pudding at nearly every family gathering throughout the year. We always share stories about my pap munching on his stinky cheese while drinking his dark black coffee in the morning.
Coming from an Italian family, it should come as no surprise that some of our most cherished memories of these loved ones involve food.Read More
