Well, believe it or not, it’s already been nearly three months since we moved into our own home. I’m not exactly sure how that happened. It really feels like we moved in maybe two weeks ago. Not three months. Definitely not three months. With that being said, I was still somehow under the impression that I was beginning to get used to all the curveballs the great state of Texas had been throwing our way. And then, the presence of humidity entered my life. I knew it existed. In Colorado, we would hear about it plaguing other people in distant lands, but it was never really much of an issue there. I remember during my time in college in Nashville of suffering substantially from it, but I think I honestly blocked it in my memory of what an utter horror it was in those mere 8 months. Now that it’s springtime in northern Texas, there’s this whole storm/tornado season thing going on, and the humidity is a little cray-cray. It started out being humid here and there, and now, there is greater chance of it being humid than it not being humid. No longer can I wear my hair straight any day that I please. I can spend 45 minutes blow drying it and straightening the heck out of it, but 2 hours of being outside of the house, not even being outside the entire 2 hours, and my hair is a lost cause. Though this likely sounds ridiculous, I do find it a little tragic (#firstworldproblems). And to tag along with the humidity is the extremely long periods of rain. It will rain for pretty much a week straight with no hope of sunshine. As a child, I would’ve cherished every cloud-filled moment. Now, I miss the Colorado sunshine that would annoyingly pop out during the summer rainstorms.
And to think, it’s not even summer yet. I’m told but almost every person I meet that hears I’m from Colorado that I will hate every second of the Texas heat. I think I need to find a pool or make friends with someone who has one ASAP. I will update you on my quest.
It seems that there is still much to learn and to get used to in the state of Texas. I also had the joy of registering my car and getting my new Texas driver’s license this week. I won’t lie, it made me a little sad to surrender my Colorado license. Why couldn’t they punch a hole in it and hand it back like Colorado does with their old ones?? This most recent Colorado license was the only license I’ve ever had where I actually LIKED my picture. My hair was good, my makeup was on point, my eyes weren’t closed, and I was even smiling!!!! It was just wrong my friends. Thankfully, I took a picture of it, so there’s proof that I did actually take a good driver’s license picture once upon a time. Because let me tell you, the humidity was at 90%. I don’t need to tell you how uncooperative my hair was. You already know.
But what makes me feel better about crazy hair? A new recipe!!
Do you have a food that every once in a while you just really get a hankering for? For my husband, it’s chips and salsa-hands down. For me, I used to crave, and still do sometimes, anything that was sweet. If it was chocolate, that was even better. I do, however, remember walking through the cereal aisle when I would go to the store and see the shelves and shelves of granola. I swear I couldn’t leave that aisle without a bag. After awhile, I just learned to avoid that particular aisle because that was the only way I could resist the granola’s calling. Back in the day, I would fill up a bowl with granola, pour some milk over it, and just let it soak. The milk would get sweet from the granola, and the granola would get a little soft while still being crunchy. It was pure bliss in a bowl. Now, if you search for paleo granola, you’ll find at least a dozen different recipes. Clearly, I’m not the first paleo-eater to miss granola. But none of them really fulfilled the granola shaped hole in my heart. They all had aspects that sounded appealing, but there wasn’t anything to really put them over the top. So, naturally, I decided to make my own! It was also a perfect opportunity to pull out the dehydrator I got for Christmas a couple of years ago. I came up with my proportions and got to mixing and dehydrating. Originally, I thought that this would only take 12 hours to dehydrate, maybe 18 at the very most. But see, it had been raining for a couple of days beforehand (do you see a trend here?), and it continued raining for at least another 36 hours afterwards. So this took me 48 hours to dehydrate. Thankfully, a dehyrator is a low temperature machine and is at a very low-wattage just like a slow cooker, so I was able to let it do its thing while going about my daily business. Can I just say how hard it was to be patient?? I wanted nothing more than to pull one of the dehydrator trays out and scoop up a handful right then and there. But it was worth the wait. Oh.Mylanta. This granola is amazing.
1 cup pecans, chopped
1 cup almonds, chopped
1/2 cup shredded coconut
1/4 cup dates, chopped
1/4 cup maple syrup
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/4 cup coconut oil, melted
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
- Combine the pecans, almonds, coconut, and dates in a bowl
- Melt the coconut oil, and stir in the remaining ingredients
- Add the liquid to the dry mixture and stir evenly until combined
- Spread the granola on dehydrator racks/shelves, and dehydrate at 115° for at least 6 hours (or if you’re in Texas with a rainstorm and the humidity is higher than the temperature, it might take say 24 hours)
- If you don’t have a dehydrator, putting it in the oven at 350° for 25 minutes, stirring halfway through, should also work (if you try this method, would you let me know how it turned out for you?)
- If you went the dehyrator method, I would recommend storing this in the fridge to maintain freshness. Otherwise, storing in an air-tight container of some sort is fine. Eat up!!