For the love of food

Matt and I come up with ideas for food trucks about once a week, haha. We love food, we love eating, and we love day dreaming. I want to share a meal that is in our weekly rotation and is one of my favorites: a quesadilla. I know, easy, right?

Matt’s idea for this meals food truck is called ‘Dillas’, and it's quesadillas of every kind; breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Introducing a Foley weekly rotation meal: Calabacitas Quesadilla  

What you need:

Tortillas (the ones pictured are from Trader Joes and they are SO, SO good)

Cheddar cheese

2 zucchini or squash chopped

½-1 cup of chopped yellow onion

Corn (we always have fire roasted corn on hand in the freezer) about ½- 1 cup depending on your batch

Guacamole (we make ours with avocado, tomatoes,onion, and lime juice)

Salsa

You basically want all parts equal with the zucchini, onion, and corn. So, depending on how many quesadillas you want to make will determine how much you use. With the quantities listed above we can usually make about 3 quesadillas.

Satay the chopped zucchini, onion and corn- easy as that. Then make the quesadilla- easy as that.

Don’t forget to pair with a margarita J

Happiest of Birthdays to Avery Monroe

When I found out my best friend was pregnant I was, of course, ecstatic- I mean what could be better than my favorite person in the world creating a teeny tiny person?

I remember the text message from Amira's dad letting me know it was probably time to start heading to the hospital. Driving there I was so nervous, excited, worried, happy and not really knowing what to expect. I was with Amira in the delivery room up until the point she was told she would have to deliver by c-section and at that time had to leave. I remember seeing Avery being carried down the hall and looking at her through the small circular door window.

Isn't it insane that we have babies? That we create these little humans who will pick up traits of ours and form their own opinions and go on living their own lives? I don't think I really, truly, understood what a baby can do to your life until Avery came along.
To be honest, in the beginning, I didn't really know how to be there for Amira. I would visit but she was struggling with breastfeeding and I felt so helpless. I wanted to help but there wasn't really anything I could do and I felt sad; almost like I was failing at my job of being a best friend.

WOW- that entry was from 1/22/2015. I never finished it and it's been sitting in my draft box ever since. I guess I thought it would be fitting to finally post it the week of Avery's 4th birthday. It's funny looking back because I realize that while I think I'm a good friend, I also have a really hard time when those close to me are going through something hard. I think too much. I'm always worrying that I'm not doing the right thing; being there too much or too little, and I spin myself into this oblivion of anxiety which results in just withdrawing and waiting until I'm told I am needed. I remember feeling that way when Amira had Avery, but of course over time it faded. Amira has always been good about telling me she needs or wants me there, and I think that is why our relationship has been so great all of these years; she always makes me feel like she can never get too much of me, and that's a really great feeling to have.

4 years of having little miss Avery in my life. I can't even describe the love I have for her. I told Matt I would jump in front of a bullet for her, and I meant it more than I've ever meant anything. She is so special. She is hilarious; I mean really, really funny. She is so incredibly loving. She is playful and happy and laughs any chance she gets; you have never seen a brighter light. I count down to the days I get to see her, and I'm sad when I have to leave. She has become one of my favorite human beings and someone I know I can't live without. She has been such a gift in my life and I am thankful for her every.single.day. Happy Birthday, sweet girl.

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Let me just start by saying that I literally have nothing major to say. I just thought it would be good to post something because it was kind of sort of a goal of mine to be better about blogging so my friends and family can keep better tabs on me :p

I am feeling good about 2017 thus far (10 days in). I have managed to stay 100% vegetarian even when tempted by my favorite braised short rib pasta at my favorite little Italian restaurant with my favorite glass of pinot noir! I know that was a run-on but I don’t give a damn.
Matt and I have been about 85% vegetarian but we still have meat on occasion and this year I really wanted to stay true to what I believe in as much as possible. Don't get me wrong, I love a good burger but have you ever looked into the eyes of a cow? They are sweet, innocent creatures of this world. 

I have also stayed true to my health as far as working out. I don’t have a certain goal for weight loss, I just want to feel good about getting dressed in the morning: simple as that.

I am also replacing sorry with thank you! I won’t be able to do it all the time, but I say sorry way too much. I know it has a lot to do with my job (being in customer service) but sometimes I’m not actually sorry so I am not going to say it.

Every year I make it a point to be the best type of friend I can be. Friendship it truly what makes my world go-round. I can have a good 30 minutes with a good friend and feel like I am on top of the world. We should never leave friends as a last priority.

I got a sewing machine for Christmas (thanks Mom and Dad) and it’s super cute and yellow! So, for 2017 I will be taking up sewing J My first project is to sew work out pants (I know, I got cocky)

I also need to take up piano because Matt got me a nice keyboard for my birthday last year and I haven’t really used it. When I see it sitting there I feel guilty because I know it’s something I would love to do but haven’t made the time.

I think it’s so important to make sure we put time aside to be creative. Maybe it’s just sitting alone (with your phone in another room on silent) and just listening to music. Maybe it’s journaling or writing a friend a hand-written letter. We need to have time with ourselves and really soak in the life that we have. As I’ve gotten older I am saddened by how quickly time goes, even a day feels like a blink of an eye. It scares me. The other day Matt and I were talking about how badly we wanted our childhood imagination and perception of time back. I am sure that as we get older, and have children, and have more to do it will only go faster. This year I am going to try to slow down time…when I figure out how I will let you know.

xo