Flip Cookbook

Girl geek foodies making healthy cooking fun and easy.

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Gluten Free Apricot Scones

Living in the US, I have the pleasure of having almost every country represented when it comes to restaurants. Many of the restaurants that focus on a particular country try really hard to transport you to the country itself. It’s like walking through the restaurant’s doors magically teleports you to another country. Sometimes exotic. Sometimes familiar. Often revealing. So when I travel, often I actually compare restaurants in those countries to ones I find back home. I compare the decor, the tastes, the aroma. Often there are so many similarities that I fall even more in love with the restaurants back home for being so genuine – so authentic.

However, no matter how similar things are between restaurants back home and the ones in the actual country, there seems to be one thing that almost always is different…

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Lazy Apple Oatmeal Crisp (Gluten Free)

When I first moved to snow country the one piece of advice that was repeated to me over and over again was “the key is layers”. “The key is layers”. “The key is layers”. When it comes to snow, the key really is layers. And honestly it’s really hard to forget the mantra. The moment you do, a gush of cold wind will find the tiny crack between your pants and sweater and that’s the end of your warmth and the end of forgetting that “the key is layers”.

My little brother (L-bro) is visiting me right now. And as all the guests who visit me – he must, absolutely must, cook either for me or at least with me. It’s my very own private continuing education. This summer alone I’ve learned so much; like a way better way to cut coriander. I will have to share that the next time I have a coriander based recipe to share with you. Anyhow, coming back to my brother. L-bro loves to cook. Err.. Let me correct that. Lately L-bro loves to cook something new. So today we decided to make apple pie since neither one of us has ever made it. After putting google’s system to the max with our “apple pie” searches, we decided we were much too tired (read: “lazy”) to deal with making a crust.

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Soft Almond Flour Peanut Butter Apple Cookies

What a crazy busy month it’s been. The first week of June was super busy with me releasing a bunch of new features for Velvet Aroma along with doing last minute stuff to be prepared for speaking at BlogHer Food. After I came back, I had friends visiting me from Australia for a week. These friends are extra special to my husband and myself. So we decided to dig deep into our energy reserves to show them around Tahoe and San Francisco. I think I haven’t done as much in such a short period of time since my early 20s. Which I’m not even close to any more. Then this week has been extra busy with work.

It took me all of this week to get to a point where I wasn’t waking up feeling groggy. If this is what getting “older” (note: not old) means, I’m pretty sure I’m going to be needing to go to bed at 8:30pm soon enough. I’m still a bit overwhelmed and am constantly feeling like I forgot something. And most of the time I have actually forgotten something. Like one day I drove all the way to the office to realize that I had left Read More

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Sugar Free Sandesh

The older I get, the more I realize what sacrifices my mom made while I was growing up. If I had to describe what she did in a sentence she pretty much walked in snow, up hill, both ways while dragging the entire kid crew along on a sled. Heh.

I’m seriously not kidding. I’m amazed at how she managed to work full time at least 6 days a week (often 7) taking public transportation to get there. Raised 3 kids. Made sure we were enrolled in the best school possible. Made sure we were enrolled in plenty of extra circular activities. Cooked home made food practically every night. And always with a smile on her face. And always with the attitude that she could always squeeze in time to help someone else. I honestly don’t appreciate her enough but I do think of this once in a while and I’m just shocked and in awe. She was my age when she was already doing all this, but when I grow up, I hope I measure up somewhat.

My mom is quite a fabulous cook who loves to feed. I’m not being gushy or overly sentimental. I lived at home when I Read More