Paleo Moussaka

 
OK guys, it’s getting freezing cold at my latitudes. I was so not prepared for that.
I got out of my building this morning ready to hit the pavement, and I was like “Whoa!” I went back in and had to put an extra layer of running gear on (including gloves). I have to admit it, the thought of calling it a day did cross my mind for a sec, but I somehow convinced myself not to be a wuss and I finally went for my run.
After 12 miles my feet were freezing (I should have worn thermic socks btw), I came home and I was so ready for a warm power breakfast.
Now, under such circumstances I’ll usually make myself a power smoothie or maybe some eggs with avocado, but today I felt different; I felt like I needed to reward myself, and reward myself I did.
It just happened that last night I made this paleo moussaka, which I meant to eat today (and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow) for lunch.
But this morning at 7am it was the right to eat. It was calling my name, and I had to respond.
So I dig into it. Hard. OMG, I was so right. This was probably dopest breakfast I had in months.
Moussaka, who knew.

Chocolate Avocado Chia Pudding

We’ve all been there, just home from the Farmers’ market, fresh produce in hand, then comes the tedious first-world problem of having to store everything in your fridge.
That’s about when you realize you went overboard buying too much food. You couldn’t resist getting 2 pounds of Tuscan kale, 2 pounds of spinach, 2 pounds of heirloom tomatoes, 3 cauliflower heads, apples, grapes, berries and 7 avocados (yes, 7, one for each day of the week!)
You start what feels like a big game of tetris: piling tomatoes, aligning zucchini, bending kale, and filling the gaps with onions.
But no matter how good you are, by the end of the process half of the produce is still sitting on the kitchen table, and you’ve somehow grown a disdain for your mother for not having shown you how to do it — except that she had two fridges (at least) and maybe two freezers, and she didn’t really needed any logistical skills in this department.
So now you are left with but one option, and that is start cooking. Unless - of course - you own a flock of sheep or a herd of cattle, then you can feed the animals and you’re pretty much good to go. However, most of us don’t have that option, so we’re back to square one: cooking.

Spaghetti Squash and Meatballs

[Warning: For the next three paragraphs, or so, I’m going to oversell this dish. So if you dig it already - just by looking at the pictures - then feel free to scroll down without even bothering reading this. No, I'm just kidding. All I wanted to do is to start a post with square brackets, which I just did and it feels good!]
So, spaghetti and meatballs...what’s there not to love? It has to be one of the most fun dishes ever. Especially when you’re a kid.
Mounds of spaghetti, tasty meatballs, loads of tomato sauce splattering onto your clothes (and the walls...ugh!) It’s the perfect dish when, as a kid, all you wanted to do was to create a big mess at the table, and laugh your heart out.
I spent many meals trying to twirl spaghettis, cut meatballs and spoon tomato sauce all at the same time; and stuffing everything into my mouth; which of course never worked out. Endless hours of fun though.
Imho, spaghetti with meatballs is so awesome and I still have to find one person who doesn’t like it.
However, I’ve seen people screwing up this dish for years – always thinking of it as a “quick dinner”. Buying crappy store-bought sauce and frozen meatballs, and think they can just throw it together and voila! And then they’re like “Ew....this doesn’t taste anything like my mum’s!”
So what I’m presenting you here, is not only a foolproof recipe for spaghetti with meatballs, it’s an improved and healthier version of it. Thanks to the one and only spaghetti squash.

Sauteed Broccoli and Zucchini Casserole

Let’s talk about picky eaters; and just to be clear, adults picky eaters not preschoolers.
It’s a fact that everyone prefers some foods over others; but some adults take this tendency to an extreme. Or better yet, some adults act as if they’re still toddlers; eating only foods such as plain pasta, pizza, French fries, burgers, grilled chicken, sweets etc. No veggies, no fruits, nothing that is not familiar or that has a strong taste.
I know quite a few people belonging to this not so rare specie. The, “I’m past 30 but I still don’t eat veggies, fruits or anything that I haven’t tried before!”
One in particular pops into my mind: my cousin Stephen. You see, this guy - who just turned 30 - still eats very few veggies and almost no fruit, at all (I once offered him a strawberry and he gave me the most repulsed face ever!)
With such a narrow dietary spectrum, he drives his poor girlfriend Elena nuts.
She likes to eat healthy food, but with a guy like that around her, she has to work extra hard to do it.
Picture this, every night she has to cook two meals: One for her (with veggies) and one for him (without veggies). I know, nightmare on Elm Street.
So, when the other day she sent me the recipe for a vegetables casserole packed with broccoli and zucchini, claiming that “...even Stephen ate it and he actually loved it!” I was all over it.
If the King of picky eaters, digged this casserole, then it must be winner.
Turns out, it REALLY IS!

(Paleo) Almond Pumpkin Choc Chip Cookies

First off, let me clear the air: We’re back in the randomness world. The more structured IronYou didn’t last more than three days — that is 72 hours. I know, epic fail.
There was no self-sabotage here though; the feedback I got from you guys about the randomness factor has been so dope, I couldn’t have possibly overlook it. (Thank you all for being this cool, btw!)
And if YOU like TheRandomYou more than TheStructuredYou, then who am I to deny it?
It didn’t took that much to convince me though. I’m not the type of person that can easily fit into a cookie-cutter kind of life, let alone I can possibly blog in that kind of fashion.
I still don’t know how I talked myself into that ; but as you see I got back to my senses and to the old me (tbh I don’t think there was ever a new me).
In other words, TheIronRandom is back.Yo.

Teriyaki Glazed Chicken Kebabs

I’ve recently been told that TheIronYou is a tad random and needs more structure.
Make no mistake, I receive a plethora of compliments almost daily about it (which makes me super happy!) However, a friend of mine - who’s a powerforce in the publishing business - wrote me a lengthy email on Saturday, listing all the things that I should improve in my blog.
First and foremost, less randomness.
To be honest, I dig randomness. It’s part of who I am, especially in my blogging life.
I like not having restraint whatsoever, not knowing which port I’m sailing to.
The feeling that I can publish whatever goes through my mind — or better yet, whatever happens in my kitchen, without need to think too much about it.
It’s a feel good-freedom sensation. In the end, TheIronYou is part of me and reflects to some extent who I am as an individual, so why doing something that it’s not me?
However, one of the rules I live by, is to always be open to (constructive) criticism — especially when it comes from people who KNOW what they’re talking about.
So here I am, giving more structure to TheIronYou. And let’s start by getting rid of some of the randomness factor.

(Paleo) Fudgy Avocado Brownies

I’m calling all chocolate lovers here.
If you are obsessed with chocolate (like me) then you need these babies in your life.
Let’s use some adjectives to better describe these brownies.
These are the most creamy, rich, decadent, thick, gooey, appetizing, exquisite, dense, heavenly, savory, succulent, sumptuous, yummy, fudgiest, chocolatey BROWNIES EVER!
Dude...I’m not kidding!

Creamy Pumpkin Garlic Rice

OK people, confession time on TIY.
I’ve had this creamy pumpkin rice for lunch and dinner on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.
We’ll see how Thursday goes, but I have the gut feeling that it may happen again.
You might call this intuition, but I believe I have the gift of foresight — at least in my kitchen.
For some unknown reason I always know what I’m going to have for lunch and dinner. If that isn’t a sign of my superpowers, I don’t know what it is.
I know, I AM a gifted individual, what can I do about it?

Creamy Pumpkin Sauce

Autumn sparks the start of the unavoidable pumpkin everything craze. It’s that time of the year when the leaves are changing, the cold starts to bite and every single food you’re eating has some pumpkin in it, or next to it, or on top of it. Pumpkin-flavored lattes, pies, muffins, even ale. You name it.
And you guys know how much I love ME pumpkin; so before I knew it, I’ve found myself elbow-deep in pumpkin guts.
Operation “Jack-o’-lantern” is officially on, which means loads of pumpkin flesh leftover ready to be used in every single dish I cook.
By the way there’s this rumor going around, about people not liking pumpkin. Folks spreading ill will about pumpkin.
Something like a secret society trying to sabotage our pumpkin extravaganza.
I have the sneaking suspicion that my friend Martha might be part of this sect. The other day - as we were carving the hell out of a humongous pumpkin - she suggested that I should throw out the flesh because “There’s not much you can do with all that pumpkin!”
OK, hold your horses there miss. There are tons of stuff you can do with pumpkin. What about pumpkin curry, pumpkin chili, pumpkin cinnamon rolls, pumpkin Mac&Cheese or pumpkin protein muffins?
BAM! In your face pumpkin-haters.
And here’s another recipe with pumpkin. DOUBLE-BAM!

Always Buy The Best Quality Meat You Can Afford (And Read This Book!)

One of the rules I live by is to eat less meat but better quality meat.
As a health-conscious individual I try to buy only grass-fed, pastured and free-range meat (and fowl and their eggs) — it is said to contain more nutrients and fewer toxins than factory-farmed grain-fed meat.
Yes, it is more expensive and not always easy to find; but it’s worth. Every. Single. Penny.



It’s hard to shy away from huge chunks of wrapped meat from the supermarket — it’s so convenient. But most of the time that meat comes animals raised in factories unable to move, fed unnatural diets, pumped with hormones and antibiotics and living in filth. That alone for me is enough of an incentive not to buy it.
I’m not talking about the ethics involved here, I’m just pointing out that if you care about what you put into your body, you need to choose the best quality meat (and eggs) you can get your hands on. It’s a healthier choice, period.
In addition, it tastes better — pastured meat has a farm-y and robust flavor because the animals are grass-fed, free to roam, and raised sustainably and humanely.
Essentially it comes from animals that have acted and lived like animals.
So a big fat YES to grass-fed, pastured and free-range meat (and eggs).