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Combine all ingredients in a mason jar and shake vigorously. Adjust pepper to taste and let sit in the fridge. The longer the sauce sits in the fridge, the better it tastes! If you want to get adventurous, you can add sugar and/or cayenne pepper!
I am in COMPLETE agreement that food can lift your spirits! I was just worried that you would get a tummy ache. This dressing is more acidic than a lot of other dressings and requires less amount than normal!
Good job sister! I would have never eaten this salad knowing that it had mayo in anything! But! This dressing was so very good and I ate it not even thinking about mayo, you made into a magical dressing that made my mind go to a happy place ?
This is very similar to a salad dressing I enjoyed many times at now-defunct Minneapolis area restaurant Tequilaberries. Except their dressing also included some bacon grease and a littlle bit of sugar. Their salad was just mixed greens, with options to add cauliflower, bacon, and/or parmesan cheese. And this dressing. Yum!
This looks delicious! My family and I love salad but have become bored with the same old thing. This sounds wonderful! I will probably add the superfood radicchio to my salad as it is full of antioxidants, dietary fiber as well as vitamins and minerals, but will leave everything else in the recipe the same.
I still remember the day 13 years ago. A day after our wedding, after all the craziness and happiness (read this post if you need a good laugh) had settled a bit. My mother in law made us breakfast of crisp dosa and finger licking delicious Peanut Chutney.
Slightly spicy, slightly tangy with a hint of sweetness the chutney won my heart. And a new bride I wondered if it will too inappropriate for me to eat many dosas with a bowl full of Peanut Chutney all to myself. Sense prevailed and I resisted that but over years there were many days that I requested her to make the chutney.
Eventually, after a few years, I learnt to make it as well. And as life comes a cycle, now she asks me to make it very often. The chutney is so famous in our family circle that many people visiting our home demand that we make it. My silly sister from Goa, a cousin from US, the niece. They all love it and that is why I call this chutney world famous in our family circles. Just explains how we feel about it.
If you make it, do share a picture with me. Tag #sinamon on Twitter, Instagram or Facebook. I would love to hear from you so do share the good things, the brickbats and if you want any clarifications about the recipe.
I am a wife to an amazing man George, that has always been my number one supporter, and who has always given me the confidence to follow my dreams. I am a mother of two beautiful boys, Oliver 9 Sebastian 4. I am a lover of the outdoors, my favourite colour is green, I have two toy cavoodles, Toby and Elliot. I was born in Austria, but my heritage is Polish. I love cake!!
I have always been a very determined and competitive person. I was brought up to work hard, respect others and to not give up. I am a solutions orientated person. I always look to find a way to a make something happen. I am a person of extremes.
I had the opportunity to re-join a leader in the recruitment industry and I was determined to grow the construction and property division I was working in and develop my skills as a leader. I worked hard, hit a variety of targets and at the end of 2015, I was promoted to a Senior Manager. At that time, the promotion meant the world to me. It was something I needed to squash my insecurities about feeling good about myself and what I had achieved in life. I was always down on myself for not completing a degree.
18 months on my dream is becoming a reality. We have now formed partnerships with 3 South Australian Charities, we have a growing team and in our first year of business, and we have smashed our revenue targets. I love what I do and I believe that the business has a real purpose and that we are only scratching the surface of what we are going to achieve in the years to come. I feel that Anna Roussos Recruitment Advisory is the vehicle for me to do great things and it ensures that my main driver, my little girl, Mila, is proud of her mum. Together her and I are going to kick arse.
I love Mt Crawford forests. It is only a 45 min drive from the city and in the winter I love going up there with the family, making a small a fire, cooking sausages, picking mushrooms, walking through the woods and breathing in the amazing fresh air. It is honestly such a great escape.
My most celebrated time in my business to date was creating the HappySeeker team, and when we supported the Jodie Lee Foundation in their yearly trek, and our team nearly raised $50,000. It was such as amazing feeling that in our first year and with a team of two, we were able to put this team together and make such an impact.
In general so far this year I have been procrastinating and avoiding writing and releasing new articles. Now with CoVID staring me in the face, the time has come to use this time in isolation productively to churn out one monster piece of writing.
I was excited, calm, and ready for the next ceremony. I was taking the mindset of Yom Kippur in with me. I was ready to reflect and introspect on where I may have went wrong throughout the year. Figure out ways to become a better version of myself and prioritize the right things in life.
Feeling restless I got out of bed and decided to do some yoga. My body felt tight and I wanted to release some tension. I went upstairs and did yoga for about 30 minutes and got in a quick meditation session.
The first dose was somewhat of a dreamlike state. I laid down on my back/side and listened to the music while I saw some slight visions of geometrical patterns. I drifted in and out of what felt like a dream like state.
I closed my eyes and laid down. Swirling geometrical patterns were beginning to emerge. I felt as if I was traveling down geometrical highways. Swallowed into kaleidoscope tunnels as I flew through the universe.
Then suddenly the visions turned on me. Things became dark. I saw her become mishappen and misfigured. Old, ugly, fat, disheveled. I watched my mom morph from beautiful and dancing into fat wrinkly old and debilitated. I saw her rotting of disease with sores all over her body. I saw her dying. I saw her crumble into a pile of bones and then blow away like sand in the wind.
Over and over I had varying forms of this vision. My mother shapeshifting from her most beautiful into varying forms of death and decomposition. Never solid, always transient. Moving and shaping and morphing into a cascade of shapes and sizes.
It was a roller coasted of emotion as well. One second I would be filled with waves of happiness and joy to see her alive and healthy, the next I would be filled with anguish and physical pain (and crying) as I watched my mother repeatedly die in front of my eyes.
Then again I could see that form shape back into my mom. I could see that same force inside of my mother. That same loving compassionate quality. I could see how she was an extension of that divine feminine loving energy. How all women are extensions of that same loving compassionate energy.
Then I began to reflect on my current state. Filled with anxious energy. Filled with a need to constantly be doing something. Uncomfortable sitting still. Always trying to be more productive and optimize every small area of my life.
For some context, my father is an anxious dude. He always needs to be doing something. Future thinker. Always worrying about what might go wrong in the future and what he can do to prevent it. He is someone who is driven by fear. Fear of what might happen is always on his mind.
That was the first image that came to mind for me when I thought of him in that moment. This anxious, fearful state. It matched with how I felt when being swept up by the masculine energy. It felt like a moment of understanding of his state of existence on a day to day basis.
From a young age he instilled in me that I have to work. As a child I would often work in his warehouse stuffing boxes with merchandise and as I got older I helped with small things on the computer here and there. He always encouraged me to get jobs. Work hard. Make my own money.
Taught me how to be an entrepreneur too. As a kid I sold Pokemon cards and toys from his warehouse to my friends. Later on in life this knowledge of wholesale and retail came in handy when I became your friendly neighborhood pot dealer.
Again, I was filled with visions of all of these memories. Remembering all these aspects of my father. Seeing him as an entrepreneur and remembering working with him and remembering visions of us together and the feelings of responsibility he instilled within me.
Once again as all of these memories flooded me I was filled with gratitude and love for my amazing father. I appreciated the influence that he has on me. This time the love was different though, instead of the warm fuzzy love, this was like love with a subtle undertone of force. Of respect and admiration.
I had visions of childhood me just staring and watching everything happen. Watching my family scream at each other. Remembering all the times I would just shut my door, lock myself in my room, and dive into some form of distraction to get away from the chaos of it all.
It made me realize the state I carried around with myself as a kid. Calm enough to immerse myself in the activity at hand, but with some strange sense of anxiety of something going wrong in the background. It oddly reflected my current anxious state as well. Still diving into tasks with enthusiasm but with a general feeling of needing to do more all the time.
And similarly mothers can teach us about fear as well. The fear of your mother cracking the whip. Of disappointing her. Not following through on or compromising your values. How empathy is a double edged sword that also allows us to feel more pain.
I had visions of the balance of masculine and feminine energy. Intense fractals of yin/yang like balance, light and dark energies, polar opposites intertwining with each other constantly shifting and turning and morphing.
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