Cacao Maca Latte

If you’re like me with a busy life, often times you forget your coffee because you’re pulled away in different directions (literally four) to do something else.

Eventually you find it somewhere under a chair cold
(maybe this is just me;I don’t own a coffee table minimalist life bla bla bla).

Or when I brew coffee in my french press, I always have a little left over. Since I’m a bum, I’ll leave it there until after lunch, well this is a good way to consume it.

Prep time:  5 mins
Total time:
Serves: 1
  • 1/2 cup of black coffee
  • 1/2 cup of plant based milk
  • 1 tsp of cacao powder, no dutch process
  • 1 tsp of maca –
  • 1 tsp or more of agave, or sweetener of choice
  1. Combine Ingredients into your sealing portable coffee mug, and shake.
  2. Shake Shake Shake, – this makes it frothy without any fancy gadgets
  3. Pour into pretty cup of choice
  4. Drink
Note: Maca is considered a superfood that has been known to enhance memory, energy and mood. I would consider this a life hack for people who are trying to get things done aka exams, studying, juggling 3 kids and dinner, running a marathon etc. etc. This is certainly not for someone who is trying to #netflixandchill; for that I recommend a chamomile tea.
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Not the best pic, but this was delicious.

Mommy vent disguised as a “how to” Veggie Bath

So I haven’t given my blog any love. I’ll be honest this is a de-stress IDGAF write. This is a so not concerned with pleasing readership at this point, because frankly there isn’t any kind of write.

This past week has been hectic. I’ve been all full mommy mode and having been away from my “day job” I’ve erased a bit of my identity. Has that happened to any moms out there? Have you ever got lost in being a mom?  Isn’t it actually more the rule than it is the anomaly?

So rewind a bit: I’ve been on this extended vacation which means all this free time to myself to do the things I’ve always wanted to do,  (AMAZING right) ?! I convinced myself I was going to take up hobbies and past times completely foreign to me.  For example, this here blog. Food styling. Acroyoga  let’s not talk about that yet… the list continues.

The point is, I put myself out there.  I’m doing these things. I’m trying. Insert –> school starting back up, and all the chores associated with that and no time to do the things I want or for myself = wrench thrown into mommy scales of balance = blah

In the past, I would burrow myself into warmth and familiarity of excel spreadsheets or get sucked into the endless loop of people management.  All those little safety nets I strung up like, “I have to work” or “I have no time” could easily provide me a distraction from the “mommy imbalance”. That commodity doesn’t exist on extended fantasy vacation island “in the world of reinvention” to lean on in moments like this.  Everything is foreign, new, uncomfortable.

I can’t turn to that amazing recipe I wrote, or remind myself that my upside down handstands are amazing (cause I don’t know how to do them, yet.) What I do know how to do, is stay forever stuck in the mommy mode abyss, avoiding the subject of imbalance all together until one day I have a melt down because I find a package of broken open crackers in between the sofa cushions (not a real story, don’t worry) but this could happen you know!

What I’m turning to are the things I know and the things I can do and share with you ! One of those things is cleaning veggies. Cleaning veggies is not really a thing of my childhood. My parents didn’t do it. So why do I?

I wash my veggies because I’m aware of the neurological affects pesticides can having on growing children. I’m also aware that synthetic pesticides can damage our brain and nervous system especially in growing children, disrupt our hormones and contribute to cancer.

So here goes:

  1. Take vegetables out of your reusable sustainable (non plasticky bag) it’s ok if your not doing this yet. One day, one day.
  2. Fill up your sink with water.
  3. Wellness mama will tell you 1:4 vinegar to water. She’s great, follow her instructions or do what I do and dump like a bunch in. I eye it.
  4. Go to instagram for 30 mins, or forget them overnight like I do.
  5. Drain water rinse, and eat your cleaner veggies. There is never any guarantee it’s all gone, but at least you know you did what you could.

Although I’m still very much in mommy mode, writing this out for you from my heart and mind  puts me on the path halfway there to restoring some balance to me. It’s still not as great as mastering that upside down handstand thingy, but I don’t know anything about that yet.

Millenial Work Flow For Handling Diarrhea

Ok ya’ll* if this topic is TMI, move on. But if you want the low down, on how a millennial handles moments of gastric distress keep reading.

*You can take a girl out of Texas, but you can’t take the Texas out of the girl. Ok, so I only technically lived there 4 years, but can deploy this trait on a whim.

Thursday night, went out. I won’t mention where, because it was probably an anomaly but what I ate was supposedly vegan, in the end who knows. I shared the same plate with Miguel- mysteriously I was affected he was left unscathed.

Fast forward, I ended with diarrhea, vomiting, nausea and reflux all Friday. On a scale form 1-10 it was about a 6, so take that as you will.

Did I load up on pepto bismol, perhaps to feel better? Absolutely not. Did I take something to stop the diarehea- hell no. It’s coming out for a reason.

I did do the following:

  1. Did number 2, upon waking.
  2. Did #2 again, (20 mins later after doing #2 the first time).
  3. Drank some lemon water on an empty stomach, then had a fennel tea.
  4. Ate a light breakfast mainly starch,  I avoid all things complicated.
  5. Felt nauseous and told my family I felt nauseous. This is essential. They need to know my leash is short today, and any unnecessary foolishness is subject to being cussed out. Ok ya’ll I’m just joking here, I wouldn’t cuss out any babies. Miguel is a different story.
  6. Celebrated the fact that I don’t eat animals, because consumption would have only contributed to the inflammation presented. There are no debates here people, remember this is plant lifestyle hybrid site, if you don’t agree, Girl Bye.
  7. Did not eat lunch.
  8. Vomited.
  9. Drank a class of water, and baking soda aka sodium bicarbonate to settle this ish once and for all.
  10. Vomited again, and immediately felt better.
  11. Luckily was home, so I lingered around the house, doing much of nothing.
  12. Ate some crackers, drank plenty of fluids including coconut water, don’t forget the fluids people.
  13. Celebrated the arrival of my male hero with Saccharomyces boulardii packets from the pharmacy, if you ask for Perenterol they will understand you. Locally this is sold without prescription.
  14. Drank more fluids.
  15. Laid in bed pretending I was still feeling bad, dreaming on and off. I will not pass up on the opportunity to let papa lead the night routine. Hats off to papa, who did the nighttime routine whole heartedly.
  16. Got up at 10pm, starving and slathered raw peanut butter on a tortilla and went to bed.
  17. Woke up Saturday, 85% better. I had to fake it a little.


Disclaimer- in the event you run into a similar conundrum, and experience symptoms that indicate violent vomiting or dehydration please do not hesitate to contact your primary care physician. I do not have any doctor training. I am however a hippie heart that can remedy up quick results, and oh I’m a mom, a millennial mom.


Adulting Hack #1- Pressure Cooker

Miguel and I were having a conversation the other day, and were unsurprised to find out that we both, since childhood have been obsessively analyzing how to do everyday tasks/chores more efficiently. Obviously if you vacuum a house or sweep, naturally you will be more efficient at it. However, we scrutinize how to improve random tasks. Such as putting on a t-shirt, washing hands, meal prep. This constant need for efficiency or improvement is not exclusive to us or any novel idea, but it has resulted in what I think our generation calls the modern day “hack.”

My first adulting hack I’d like to share with you is the Electric Pressure Cooker. This isn’t my hack per se, ( I didn’t invent it) but it’s a hack I and several others use to make every day adulting, or parenting that much easier.

It works just like a normal pressure cooker, but uses electricity. So the volatile awareness that pressure cookers blow your head off, is a bit lessened here. You could probably still blow your head off, but if your read the handy dandy manual and join a few FB groups you will prevent any mis-steps and be on your way to expert level 1000. You can also reach out to me through DM, and I’ll be happy to walk you through on how to use one.

So here goes the “why”: I dump the food in, I press a few buttons, it cooks, it turns off, and defaults to the warm setting on its own. Standing above the hot stove,  babysitting. You free up all that time to do the stuff that matters to you or them. Like taking a shower, making coffee, or drinking your coffee hiding in the shower so your kids can’t find you.  Whatever it is you like to do, it’s your time!

You may be asking yourself, “how is this any different than the crock pot?”  Bottom line, cooking time. I will illustrate below:

Rolled Oats- 12 mins, White Rice- 7 mins, Brown Rice-  22 mins, Steamed Veggies- 4 mins, Lentils- 35 mins, Sweet Potatoes- 17 mins, Pasta- 4 mins. Aaaand the list goes on…

As a working mother of 3, healthy & fresh eating has never been easier. After my 2nd child, I stumbled upon this hack from my Bay Area Mommies Group from California (shout out to the great mamas who share great advice there) and never looked back.

If you don’t own one, do. Invest the $100+ in this home appliance, and realize for yourself how easy it is to prepare wholesome food for your family. Buying this appliance however will not guarantee you will eat better. But we can write another post about that later.

Edit: I’ve included a some sites to get your inspired here 20+ Instant Pot Vegan Recipes


I am in no way affiliated with Instant Pot, nor do I get paid to advertise for them.

A girl can dream tho… 

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