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Beef + Barley White Bean Stew

Where is fall??? Four years ago on this very weekend, Jon and I had to cancel his birthday camping trip because of too much snow. This weekend it was 85 degrees. I’m over it Mississippi. Time to get with the program and cool the heck down. I have two new pairs of jeans and three new sweaters I need to get some milage out of.

beef bulgur white bean stew

When football season started, I decided to bring fall back in a major way, even if Mother Nature had other plans. I brought back our “Souper Sundays” – which basically means I’m giving into my laziness and cooking soup every Sunday. Minimal effort with maximum taste output. And yesterday I hit the jackpot of soup recipes.

Martha Stewart’s Lamb + Bulgur White Bean Stew became my Beef + Bulgur White Beat Stew. Not because I didn’t want lamb. Oh, contraire. There is a disappointing lack of options when it comes to food where I live. Lots of seafood, but a girl can only have crawfish once or twice (in five years). So I substituted the lamb for beef stew meat. Still absolutely amazing, and I can only imagine what it would be like with the lamb (earth shattering). Anyway, if you’re looking for a stew that is going to knock your socks right off your feet, try this one. With lamb or beef.

xoxo, Mallory

30 Days of Thanks: Day 3

Fog. Today I’m thankful for Fog. It reminds me of Scotland (maybe my favorite place on earth). And for a northerner who can’t get enough snow, cold, and ice, stuck in the muggy south it’s just a little bit of white to wake up to. And that makes me happy. Yesterday, Fog reminded me that just because I don’t live in my ideal locale, it’s still a pretty awesome place. I mean – some people would kill to live a mile and a half from the beach.

So today, thanks go to Fog.

xoxo, Mallory

Rain

I woke up to thunder, lightning, and lots and lots of rain this morning. This kind of weather makes me gloomy. But the best kind of gloomy. Like the kind you get when listening to Bon Iver. Or when you experience something bittersweet – but a bit more milk chocolate than unsweetened chocolate. It’s the kind of gloomy I live for; it makes me think I would absolutely love living in the Pacific Northwest.

The only problem was, all I wanted to do was snuggle in bed all morning with my warm husband. And that couldn’t happen. So for now, I’m working in the dark living room listening to the sound of the rain outside. And I’m happy.

How does rain make you feel?

xoxo, Mallory

Cooler Weather

I’m usually really great at finding the charm in where I live. Loving the local weather, the flavor, the pace. But I’ll be honest right now. The constant sweating, the humidity that is out of control, and the prospect of a winter in shorts is making me sad. I’m yearning for a good rainy, autumn day with a hot chai in my sweaters and boots. Followed by a cold, snowy winter with hot chocolate and snowballs.

Not to mention, 80% of my wardrobe is obsolete in this weather.

xoxo, Mallory

image via A Well Travelled Woman

Isaac

The flooding about 2 blocks from our house.

We survived our first hurricane. Hurricane Isaac. A category 1 hurricane when he made contact with Louisiana about 90 miles west of here. And one thing I’ve learned, you want to be on the west side of the hurricane. Not the east.

This being our first hurricane, we weren’t sure what to expect. We were ready to evacuate if the mandatory order came through. We had plans to go to Shreveport, LA. Then when those weren’t looking good, we were going to either shoot straight up to Meridian, MS or over to Fort Walton Beach, FL. We had a bag packed with all our valuable papers – and clothes – and we had one foot out the door. Even when the mandatory evacuation notice didn’t come, we were ready to leave at a moments notice.

We were also ready to stay. We had about $200 worth of groceries we could eat for years to come, even without power. We had our air conditioning set to 62 in case the power did go out. We had a bath tub filled with water, cardboard on the windows, and a boat, complete with paddle.

We literally did not know if we were going to stay or go until the last moment – when we decided to stay. And let me tell you this. It wasn’t too bad. For us. In some areas, this storm was worse that Katrina. We were watching people being rescued one county over. We were seeing flooding on the main stretch of highway here – less than two miles away. The weather channel, which was on constantly throughout the storm, was showing images of the rain and wind we were hearing right outside our house.

But we stayed dry. Aside from a small leak in one of our air vents, we were safe and dry inside our house. There was quite a bit of flooding on base, but thankfully, nothing too damaging, and I don’t believe any homes experienced flooding. The storm surge pushed more than 10 feet of water up our back bay shores, which encroached on the houses there – but luckily, even with his stalling over top us, Isaac didn’t cause too much damage to us. Or really any, for that matter.

The beaches need clean up and some people were not as fortunate as we were, but we made it through our first hurricane. I’m sure it won’t be the last.

xoxo, Mallory