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I absolutely love this recipe. And I don't feel guilty about eating so much fat, because it's the good fat. The traditional deviled egg recipe calls for a good heaping spoon of mayonnaise. But why load up on all that unhealthy fat when you can replace it with the guiltless kind, like avocados, that help your skin glow with all those omega-3's, potassium, and loads of other vitamins? We made Avocado Deviled Eggs, and added spicy Chipotle Peppers in Adobo to even out all that creaminess!
But REALLY, THEre's No BeEf
These spicy, meatless patties were a cheat-treat we allowed ourselves during a 10 day cleanse, to celebrate the end of my first semester in grad school (a very good reason to cheat in my opinion). The Gastronomy program threw it's semi-annual party, theme-ing it "Latin/Caribbean Potluck". I knew immediately I was making something Jamaican, since I've been so deprived of the cuisine since I left left home for college in the summer of 2008. I haven't found a good beans and rice with plaintains, for I don't know how long. I finished my last final of Spring 2015 last night, and I am officially labeling myself a free woman (for 8 whole days --which I'm HAPPILY spending on the beach, in Mexico). I'm thinking I should find some food to my liking there.
Eric and I weren't supposed to eat half the stuff in this recipe, but honestly, it's me, and I'm not a robot without feelings. I need food with flavor, otherwise I'm a grump. So, I just removed and substituted here and there from the traditional beef patty recipe (that also uses a completely different crust) to make it a little bit healthier. In the end, it more than fulfilled the craving I had for those Jamaican beef patties I'd get at the corner store when I was still a little girl in braids, back in South Florida.
THE LAST SWEET DROP OF APRIL
I'm writing from a small cafe, in the center of the city. The delicate clinging of crystal glass, the deep swish of double doors swinging past each other every 3.2 minutes, the crunch of the woman's crusty bread brittling to crumbs beside me as she hurriedly chews her chicken salad sandwich. Each noise settles into its own rhythm, and unconsciously foams into a sort of urban, musical symphony, that grounds me in the space. I feel it even more than the jazz that whispers from above me through the ceiling speakers, and ironically beneath the new, impromptu, urban composition that formed. It's finals time, and with my endless paper writing and research days spent at the library, this month has been analogous to the ghost-like jazz music of this cafe. Is April almost over? I feel as if things in April happened specifically to challenge my faith, my faith in myself more than anything. It's sent me for a fast and furious whirl that landed me straight on my face and confused as to what day it is. Can anyone else relate?
Whenever I metaphorically "trip" in life, I tend to put myself in a space where I physically feel lost, so I can mull over what exactly just happened. I think I purposefully place myself in public places like cafes, or trains, or libraries, because I like my body and mind to be in harmony. When I'm lost in life, I want to be lost in a crowd. I'm so dramatic; I want everything or nothing at all. Or maybe it's just the artist in me, always asking questions that I know a big sea of strangers are possibly bouncing around the answer to. They leave trails of clues with their body language. I always discover something humbling in those spaces, or perhaps something empowering. I'll only understand what April meant to me with time, and despite being unsure, I'm so hopeful and happy. And while I was lost in the future most of this month, now that I'm back, there is still a sweet drop of time left for me to relish, and I'll do it while enjoying this decadent, Orange, Carrot Chocolate Cake! :)
Jerrelle is an artist and food lover. Her day is an true testimony of food obsession, including but not limited to a thwarting portfolio of food doodles, and time allotted for the following: • discussions about food • preparation of food •Instagraming food photos taken at lunch•the actual consumption of photographed food •post-consumption conversation with anyone willing to participate •reading food fiction novels• reading food memoirs •studying Gastronomy at Boston University •Google searches of the "best" _____ recipe •Google searches of nearby food •and hawking other peoples food plates when they don't find it too threatening. She offers her food recordings in hopes that it may provide comfort to those with similar debilitating conditions, or at the very least, offer the hungry internet-stumbler ideas on what to cook for dinner.
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