humorous and heartfelt stories ~ healthy recipes made without gluten, dairy, or eggs ~ ideas for living well

My youngest son Will has an endearing little habit of filling his pockets with the many "treasures" he encounters in his daily adventures. I don't always understand the value he sees in his chosen objects -- really, how many rocks and sticks can one boy keep? In his eyes, though, each one is beautiful and important. His habit got me thinking about how life is just like that on a larger scale; we gather up the precious bits of our many experiences and save them all to learn from and enjoy later. Perhaps you will find a little something among the stories and ideas here that you'd like to keep in your own pocket. Thanks for visiting!

Monday, December 22, 2014

Merry Christmas!

Well hello!  I've been silent here a long while, I know.  It has been a difficult month and a half, including some drawn-out health issues (we're all okay), sad news for loved ones, and the heartbreaking loss of our sweet seventeen year old cat, Maggie, who had been with us almost since the very beginning of our little family.  And even though these real life challenges are the stuff from which honest and heartfelt writings can come, I've been too much inside my own head lately and feeling very overwhelmed with worry; my mind likes to trick me into imagining the worst. So I've remained quiet here, while thoughts spin round and round and round inside my head....

But tonight I am sitting in the warm glow of the Christmas lights, and the smell of fresh-baked cookies wafts soothingly through the room. I am surrounded by people whom I love with all my heart, all of us eagerly awaiting more dear family arriving tomorrow to celebrate the holidays with us. I am reminded that I have been looking at a half-empty glass when really, my cup is overflowing.  I have so much to be thankful and happy for.  I'm feeling very grateful right now for the light that comes with this season of hope.

Wishing all of you a holiday season filled with peace and love and a happy heart.  I'll be back in the new year!

xo Lisa

Monday, November 10, 2014

Life in Fast Motion

Sometimes lately I've had the unsettling feeling that I don't really recognize our family's life anymore. Changes have happened often over the years as the boys have grown, it's true, but some of them felt natural in their subtlety -- one way of life shifted slowly into another. This year seems to be a time of more sudden and significant adjustments.  The weekday family dinners together that we've always enjoyed are very hard to come by now, and my earlier resolve to not ever live a crazy life of the four of us constantly running here and there has all but disappeared as Noah and Will and Matt and I have each actively pursued our own passions, sending us all off in different directions.

We carved pumpkins in shifts this Hallowe'en because there was no time when the four of us would be home to do it together in the days leading up to the 31st, and I made two separate trips to the school for student-parent-teacher interviews last week, because scheduling back-to-back appointments for the boys was impossible with the other things they had going on that evening. There is so much to keep track of this year:  two schools, separate dance and swim schedules that never seem to coordinate, meetings, volunteer commitments. I'm happy because everyone seems to be thriving in this whirlwind of interesting activity, but to be honest, there have been many times in recent weeks where I've looked at Matt in the midst of all of the craziness and asked, "Is this really what it's supposed to be like to have kids Noah and Will's ages?" Life right now is tiring and often stressful, and sometimes I miss the simpler days we once knew that allowed us all to enjoy being together more often.  I feel like the boys' youths are slipping far too quickly through my fingers while we rush headlong into each day's activities.

This past weekend Matt and the boys and I decided to reclaim some much needed family time; we took advantage of a day off school Friday (a PD day) and travelled to Michigan to enjoy an overnight stay in a hotel with a waterpark.  We all looked forward to this little trip for weeks, and I could sense everyone's relaxed and happy mood as we rolled down the familiar highways.  The four of us had hours to talk and laugh together as we savoured a leisurely dinner at our favourite Frankenmuth restaurant, helped each other shop for winter clothes, and browsed the millions of shiny ornaments at the world's largest Christmas store, which had us recalling our own sentimental and funny holiday memories. The boys shared some brother bonding time as they repeatedly hurled themselves together down the giant new slide at the waterpark and rode the fast-moving current of the pool's winding river, each of them always keeping a close eye out for the other as Matt and I smiled and looked on. We joked good-naturedly with each other about who snored and talked in their sleep in the hotel room we all shared, and about the giant chicken we saw wandering the pool area.  All of the craziness of the past two months faded completely from my mind in the hours we set aside just for family.

I am really glad to have spent this time with the three boys who mean everything to me, not only for the joy it brought all of us, but also for the comforting realization it has led me to:  life has certainly shifted shape in recent months, but our hearts know that nothing important has changed at all.

Monday, November 3, 2014

Cashew Chocolate Oatmeal Cookies (gluten-free, vegan)

Baking cookies has been a favourite Saturday or Sunday afternoon activity for me ever since I was a teenager.  There has always been something very comforting in the measuring and mixing of ingredients and a warm, sweet smelling kitchen on a chilly afternoon, and sharing fresh homemade treats with others makes me happy.  My mixing bowls were calling me one recent weekend afternoon, and I decided to combine elements of several of my best-loved childhood cookie recipes to create something new and delicious for my family to enjoy.  These treats are made from almond flour, pure oats, cashew butter, coconut, and chocolate to satisfy all kinds of cookie monsters!

Cashew Chocolate Oatmeal Cookies

2 1/2 firmly packed cups blanched almond flour
1 1/2 cups certified pure oats
1/2 cup coconut sugar
1 tbsp ground chia seeds
1/4 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp sea salt
1 tsp ground cinnamon
1/2 cup natural cashew butter
1/4 cup melted coconut oil
2 tbsp unsweetened almond milk
1 tsp vanilla extract
1/3 cup chopped walnuts
1/3 cup chopped dark chocolate
1/4 cup unsweetened shredded coconut

For the chocolate topping:

2 tbsp chopped dark chocolate
2 tbsp natural cashew butter

Preheat the oven to 350 F. Combine the almond flour, oats, coconut sugar, chia seeds, baking soda, sea salt, and cinnamon in a large mixing bowl.  In a separate bowl, whisk together the cashew butter, melted coconut oil, almond milk, and vanilla.

Add the wet ingredients to the dry ingredients and mix well to form a crumbly dough.  Stir in the walnuts, chopped dark chocolate, and coconut.

Line two large baking sheets with parchment paper.  Press heaping tablespoons of dough between your fingers to make it stick together, and roll the dough into balls that measure approximately one and a half inches in diameter.  Place the balls in rows on the parchment paper lined baking sheets, and press them down with the palm of your hand or the bottom of a glass to make flat circles measuring about half an inch high.  Bake the cookies in the preheated oven for 10 minutes, until they are lightly golden.  Cool the cookies completely.

To make the topping, melt the chopped dark chocolate and the cashew butter in a saucepan over low heat, stirring often.  Spoon this mixture into a piping bag with a small round tip, and pipe the topping over the top of each cooled cookie in a zigzag pattern. 

These cookies combine so many favourite baking ingredients that they can't help but be totally scrumptious!  They are a perfect mix of chewy and crumbly, rich in flavour but not too sweet.  I hope the nut butter, chocolate, oatmeal, and cookie fans in your house love them, too. 

This post is linked to Gluten-Free Wednesdays. 

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

A Tiny Tale (Tail?) of Horror

It started out as a perfectly ordinary Wednesday morning.  Noah and Will and I were shuffling around the kitchen table in the early hours, setting out breakfast and rustling through the day's newspaper to find our favourite sections to read.  Beyond the windowpanes, the sky was still cloaked in darkness, and the room was hushed in the way that kitchens are when its inhabitants are still partially asleep. I fed the cat while I was waiting for the oatmeal to finish cooking, noticing for the second morning in a row that she had eaten an unusually large amount of dry food overnight. I then walked over to a drawer to take out some fresh kitchen towels to use.

The towel drawer looked as it always does; it was neatly stacked with colourful rows of soft, folded drying cloths.  I closed my fingers around the towel closest to the top and was pulling it towards me when a loud storm of tiny, hard objects suddenly rained down on the drawer's wooden bottom. Gasping, I jumped back from the drawer, which startled the boys and had them both hopping up from the table to see what was wrong.

The three of us cautiously peered over the drawer's edge and saw that where the towel had been, there was now a vast collection of cat kibble and a sad, half-eaten jellybean (a remnant resurfaced from a long-forgotten trail left by the Easter Bunny many months ago).  We all looked at each other in silent bewilderment for a second. I broke the stillness with a quiet question, my mind daring to hope for a different answer than the one I was already pretty certain of.

"Did one of you maybe do this as a prank?  An early Hallowe'en trick, perhaps?"

Their wide eyes and solemn, shaking heads told me this was no joke.  And then all hell broke loose in our kitchen.

I was blurting out frantic phrases about mice(!!!) and taking quick, panicked pokes at the remaining towels in the drawer, afraid that the tiny cat food burglar(s) might still be lurking within the folds. Will was shrieking periodically in horror, his mind already having conjured up giant-sized rats with red eyes and rabies and a taste for old purple jellybeans living within our walls.  Noah was plotting an elaborate covert mouse-catching mission, involving the mounting of his Go-Pro camera in a strategic location so we could live-stream the culprit's every move and then use this information to lure it into a little cage.  It was a miracle that anyone ended up at school on time this morning.

I have now spent the day Googling "how to humanely deal with mice in your house", because it is obvious that having a cat does not guarantee a rodent-free living situation.

Does this look like a cat who is bothered by the fact that a mouse (mice?) is stealing all of her food at night and socking it away in a towel drawer?  No, I didn't think so either.

I suppose there are worse stories about rodents living in people's houses.  (Like the time when a black squirrel chewed through the walls of the Toronto house Matt lived in with friends years ago, and we found the furry critter sleeping among the towels in the linen closet one day!)  Still, this is definitely a situation where SOMETHING MUST BE DONE!!! If you have any tips for helping little mice pack up and move out in a way that won't upset boys (and a mom) with sensitive, animal loving hearts, I'm all ears.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014


The afternoon sun streams through the front windows, making the space where I usually sit and write feel bright, warm, inviting.  There is silence in the room, save for the sound of the letter keys clicking in irregular rhythms and the persistent, almost palpable hum of mental activity happening behind three sets of eyes.  I have company today; the boys' fingers have joined mine in the act of tapping out strings of words.  Noah is putting the finishing touches on a piece of fiction he's decided to write for a contest, and Will is working on an article for his school newspaper.  I'm thrilled that the two of them are already finding their own voices and have the confidence to let them be heard.

Back in September, I was feeling disappointed when I was unable to find a teacher willing to help coach a First Lego League team at Noah and Will's school this year.  Although I understood and respected the teachers' reasons for declining (the role of coach for this activity requires an enormous amount of time and energy), it seemed a shame for the boys and their team not to be able to build on the excellent learning opportunities that the FLL project had provided for them last season. I wondered if Noah and Will's enthusiasm for school might lag this year without the challenge of robotics to keep them motivated and engaged.

I'm glad to say that I'm not worried any longer.  It seems both boys have considered the lack of a school robotics team not as a barrier to their growth, but as an opportunity to see what else is out there (and inside themselves) to explore.  Will has come home with a beaming face and stories of how he has been taken under the wing of the senior boy at school who runs the tech team; he is learning the ins and outs of setting up and managing the sound and light and video systems for school assemblies and special events, and he now gets to sit at the tech table in the gym, behind the controls. He is taking his strong interest in politics to his new job as a school newspaper reporter, and has come up with an earnest plan to interview the new Waterloo mayor so he can craft an impressive article for the next issue.  He's also writing an international math contest next month, a challenge he gleefully accepted when he was recently approached by his teachers about participating. Will's mind is so full of compelling ideas and intentions these days that he sometimes finds it hard to fall asleep at night.

Noah has mapped out lofty goals for his future this year in grade eight, and he seems to have a new spark and confidence in seeking out what he needs to reach them.  I think his academic success and positive social interactions in his high school class so far this fall have shown him that following an uncommon path can bring him a great deal of happiness. It's wonderful to see him working together with his teachers to create the unique and rewarding educational experience he craves. At home, he spends weekend afternoons dismantling all of the intricate components of my old netbook computer with a tiny screwdriver, and chatting with his electrical engineer uncle about how he could use these parts in an interesting new project. The boy who used to doodle in the margins of his math notebooks out of frustrated boredom now tackles the optional extra challenge questions his high school math teacher assigns with a positive, inquisitive mind in the evenings, and he has hopes of attending a four day enrichment studies unit at Queen's University next spring. When I compliment Noah on his excellent attitude and hard work, he looks at me and says knowingly, "I have plans, Mom." We both understand, without any further words, that he is going to do everything in his power to see what he's dreaming of come to life.

It has been challenging sometimes to find the kinds of educational experiences the boys have needed over the years to keep their curious, always moving minds happy.  Sometimes opportunity knocks, but sometimes you have to go out and find it, or even create it yourself.   I see Noah and Will doing all of these wonderful things this year that animate them and fill their hearts with joy, and I realize that my efforts in advocating for and encouraging them have helped them learn how to recognize and seize opportunity for themselves.  That's a pretty amazing feeling for all of us.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Worth Keeping in Your Pockets -- October 2014

Around our house, fall feels all about staying warm and cozy, well-fed, well-read, and close to the ones we love.  That seems to be a fitting theme for today's edition of Worth Keeping in Your Pockets -- pull up a comfy chair and take a peek at some things my family and I have been enjoying lately!

Merino Wool Socks:  Cool, wet weather won this week; I gave up on the easy style of bare feet in ballet flats and switched to wearing socks and fall boots whenever I leave the house.  My feet have a tendency to feel cold almost always in late autumn and winter, so I'm often on a mission this time of year to find socks that are warm and comfortable, but also not ridiculously thick, for everyday wear. These merino wool socks are my new favourites -- they are super soft (not itchy like wool can be) and lightweight, have no bumpy seams at the toes, and they fit really well, with just the right amount of snugness.  I found them at Costco, where they're sold in four-packs in a variety of colours.  (Look Dad -- more stripes!!  ;)  )

Rainbow Carrots:  I went out to check on the remains of our vegetable garden last weekend and was happy to find that the last of the carrots were all ready to be picked.  We planted a rainbow variety this year, mostly just for the fun of pulling each carrot up by its green top and being surprised by what colour it turned out to be.  We got a lovely variety of white, yellow, orange, pink, and purple carrots in our harvest, and it's been so nice to enjoy the taste of homegrown vegetables just at a time when we're really starting to miss freshly picked food from the backyard.  I used some of our carrots to roast along with potatoes for dinner on Sunday; I drizzled the vegetables with olive oil, sprinkled them with sea salt and pepper, tossed in some crushed garlic cloves, fresh rosemary, and orange zest and baked them in a 400 F oven for about an hour.  It's a pretty and delicious side dish that you can try, too -- just look for rainbow carrots in your grocery store.

Canadian Lit:  I learned recently that a fellow swim club mom I had met through Noah's group last year is an accomplished author with a new novel that was published this fall.  Excited to enjoy the hard work of a local writer to whom I actually had a connection, I bought Carrie Snyder's book, Girl Runner, and I've been completely drawn into her beautifully written story since I started reading it yesterday. The narrative weaves gracefully between the present, where 104 year old Aganetha Smart, a former famed Olympic runner and now a lonely nursing home resident, is taken on a mysterious excursion by two young strangers, and the past, which Aggie reveals to the reader through her vivid, tender memories of her personal and family history.  The novel is an excellent read so far; it's powerful and deeply touching.  (I also discovered that Carrie Snyder writes a blog, and it too is lovely to read.  If you're interested in the thoughtful, sincere musings of a writer, a mom to four children, a teacher, and a runner, visit Obscure CanLit Mama.)

Handy Apple Slicer:  This is one of those kitchen gadgets that I should have acquired years ago, considering that my two boys have eaten tons of apples every year since they were small, and I've likely spent too many hours of my life coring and slicing fruit!  We've seen this slicer in action at the local farmers' market, where the vendors use them to offer samples of the different apple varieties to visitors. All you have to do is center this little metal contraption over the top of an apple, press down, and voila!  The apple is instantly cored and divided into ten neat little sections, ready for eating plain, or dipped in some natural peanut, almond, or cashew butter as Noah and Will like to do for a snack.  I ordered my apple slicer from a virtual Pampered Chef party that I attended recently and I'm really happy with its quality.  It's a great little time saver.

Fall Family Getaway:  When we can, Matt and the boys and I like to plan a little trip somewhere in November, a reprieve from the busyness of fall schedules and the usual routines that become somewhat tiresome during a long, gray, chilly month.  One of our favourite weekend getaways involves driving up to Frankenmuth, Michigan, where we stay at a family-friendly hotel with a waterpark and do some winter clothes shopping at the outlets in Birch Run.  Everyone is always happy on this trip -- the hotel is cheerful, comfortable and well-equipped, and located right next door to the world's largest Christmas store, whose twinkling lights smile at us through the window in the dark evenings.  The boys love the water slides and the hotel arcade filled with games of all kinds, and Matt and I love the deals we find in the stores.  We'll be heading up there again one weekend this November for some family fun; if you live within reasonable driving distance from Frankenmuth/Birch Run, it's a place well worth visiting.

Have you discovered something useful, beautiful, or interesting lately that you'd like to share?  I'd love to hear about it in the comments section below.


I started writing this post lightheartedly this morning, before I heard the sad and shocking news of the tragedy that occurred in Ottawa today. The above descriptions of everyday things seem so insignificant in light of how our country is feeling right now that it seems almost ridiculous to post them. We are all shaken tonight, but I think it's important to remind ourselves that we still live in a place that is beautiful, and peaceful, and free, and that the violent actions of a few cannot destroy what is at the heart of our nation. We must continue to see the good that exists all around us, remembering more than ever to love and take good care of one another. My heart is with all those who were touched closely by today's awful events.

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Individual Turkey Pot Pies (gluten-free, dairy-free)

"What should I do with the leftover turkey?"

If you're still looking for an answer to this question after Monday's Canadian Thanksgiving celebrations, I have a delicious recipe for you today. This is one of my family's favourite ways to use up the leftovers once we've grown tired of the usual plate filled with carved turkey, cranberries, sweet potato casserole, and vegetables: individual pot pies nestled in a rich almond flour crust.  These warm, filling pies really hit the spot at the end of a busy fall day, and have won over even my two very particular eaters.

Turkey Pot Pies 
(adapted from a Chicken Pot Pie recipe in Elana Amsterdam's Gluten-Free Almond Flour Cookbook)

For the crust:

1 1/2 cups firmly packed blanched almond flour
1/4 tsp sea salt
1/4 tsp baking soda
1 tsp dried parsley
1/4 cup grapeseed oil
1 tbsp water

For the filling:

1 tbsp olive oil
1/4 cup onion, finely chopped
1 large stalk of celery, halved lengthwise then chopped
2 carrots, halved lengthwise then chopped
2 cups of cooked turkey, cut into one-inch pieces
3/4 cup frozen peas
2 tbsp finely chopped fresh parsley
sea salt and pepper, to taste
1 cup stock (homemade turkey stock is great if you have it; you could also use a gluten-free chicken or vegetable stock from a carton)
2 tbsp arrowroot flour

Preheat the oven to 350 F. To make the crust, combine the almond flour, sea salt, baking soda, and parsley in a mixing bowl. Whisk together the grapeseed oil and water, and add them to the dry ingredients.  Stir until a uniform mixture forms.

Set aside approximately two tablespoons of the almond flour dough, then divide the remaining dough between four ramekins.  (You could use a 9-inch pie plate instead if you prefer to make one larger pie rather than four individual ones.) Press the dough firmly into the bottom and up the sides of each ramekin to form a crust. Flatten out the dough you set aside to half-inch thickness, and cut out four decorative shapes using a small cookie cutter.  Place the ramekins and the cut-outs on a parchment paper lined baking sheet. Bake in the preheated oven for 15 minutes.  Remove the crusts from the oven and let them cool. 

To make the filling, heat the olive oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat.  Add the onion, celery, carrots and sea salt and stir.  Reduce the heat to medium; cover the skillet and cook the vegetables for approximately 10 minutes, or until they are soft, stirring occasionally.

Stir in the cooked turkey, peas, and parsley and heat until the turkey and peas are warmed through. Season the mixture with pepper, to taste.

In a small bowl, whisk the arrowroot flour into the stock until it dissolves.  Turn the heat under the skillet up to high and add the stock mixture to the turkey and vegetables, stirring constantly for about a minute, until it thickens to a gravy-like consistency.

Spoon the filling into the ramekins, and place a baked decorative cut-out on top of each one.  Garnish with a sprinkling of finely chopped fresh parsley and serve hot.

If your turkey leftovers are already long gone, these pot pies are just as delicious when they are made with leftover roast chicken instead.  Either version makes for very satisfying comfort food when the weather is chilly.