Door County Cherry and Almond Granola

I recently returned from a 6-day trip to Door County, Wisconsin. If you haven’t yet been there, you are really missing out. I started visiting there with my family 20 years ago, and not much has changed since that first year I went. It’s one of the few places in the US that has been untouched by big corporations and chain restaurants. Every institution you go to you feel like you’re part of the family — as in, the actual family that owns it — and they welcome you with warm smiles and sconnie accents. By the end of the trip you’re throwing around “Don’tcha know”s like you’ve been living there your whole life. It’s marvelous.

Usually there’s a big group of us that go, but this year it was just me, my dad, and my step mom. It made for some serious bonding time and a captive audience for my dad and the corny hilarious things he says. For example, the three of us are biking on a beautiful trail. There are a lot of hills — despite my assumption that they no longer existed in the midwest — so we are getting tired. My dad finds himself on a relatively flat surface. “When there’s gravity, use it! That’s what I always say!” he states as he rides along beginning up a hill. He’s not pedaling. He’s not moving. “Guess there’s no gravity right here!” he says. “That’s what you always say, huh, dad?” I joke. “Well, I said it, and I believe it!” he responds with a proud smirk.

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Roasted Vegetable Pizza with Homemade Ricotta 

Friday was a day dedicated to cooking–the best kind of day. Thursday night I spent a couple hours reading through some cookbooks and blogs looking for a good stew to compliment the “fall” weather we have been experiencing (may I use this opportunity to remind you that the autumnal equinox is not until the 23rd so it’s still summer, people).

After coming to the decision to make an Indian stew from the Greens cookbook, I went to bed warmed up with thoughts of curry, mustard seeds, and chiles. When I awoke, being my fickle self I decided I’m not quite ready for stews and it had to be pizza. This is an obvious reason why I don’t yet have any tattoos. Continue reading

Apple and Cheese Scones

Scones are one of the baked goods I’m most proud of accomplishing. I never ate them growing up, but first discovered them at Tartine Bakery in San Francisco.

Now, Tartine is not just your average coffee shop/bakery. They are not messing around. Their chefs studied in France and all that jazz and the painfully long line out the door and around the corner proves it. So, after eating that incredible french masterpiece in the form of a currant scone and I completely forgot about the line and knew what had to be done.

My Tartine treasure and some minty mint tea.

The main issue baking scones is that they can get dry and tough very easily. A dry scone has to be one of the worst things on this planet Earth, but these scones–these scones are not dry. These scones are rich and creamy and will explain immediately why you will never buy a scone from Starbucks ever again. I’m serious–don’t do it. I’ll ban you from this blog.

All proceeds from this post will go to apple domestic violence prevention.

I was inspired by a recipe I’d read recently for apple cheddar scones from Smitten Kitchen, but instead of cheddar I used some creamy onion cheese, sold to me by a darling little Amish man at the Daley Plaza Farmers’ Market.

So I turned on some Paul Simon, got out my crappy camera, and baked my little heart out. Continue reading


Hi there. Thanks for stopping by.

My name is Gillian. I’m a 23-year-old chick living in Chicago with some time on my hands. I consider myself a gastrophile–meaning I love all things food-related and big words that make me sound knowledgeable. I started a blog about a year ago called “Consumed”, only to find out after just one post that I felt like a complete fool throwing my thoughts out onto the internetz. Additionally, Time Out Chicago (you may know it) has their own blog titled “Consume.” Copy cats.

The combination of those two elements made for a very unsuccessful first try, but today I’m back for round two and this time I’m unemployed so I really don’t have any excuse not to. Self-indulgence and narcissism, here I come!

So, folks, welcome to my brain. I hope you’ll stay awhile.