Category Archives: Crunchy

Making Homemade Strawberry Jam

Last week, I finally fulfilled one of my crunchy quests: to sign up for a farm share. I received my first box of goodies last Thursday complete with organic kale, lettuce, squash, blueberries and strawberries. I ate so many veggies this weekend. I polished off all of the kale in its nutritional-yeast glory straight off the pan this afternoon and ate a humongous bowl of strawberries, blueberries, granola and greek yogurt for breakfast today.

Despite the fact that I went on a fruit and vegetable bender this weekend, I still had pints of organic strawberries that were fading fast. I just couldn’t eat another strawberry, so I racked my brain for another way to eat them. I’m not a huge fan of strawberries in baked goods and didn’t feel like strawberry shortcake, so I decided to make jam for the first time in my life.

Today was Memorial Day and I just felt out of sorts. Sometimes that happens to me on long weekends. I don’t really know what to do with the extra time and feel disappointed in myself when I spend it sleeping and not accomplishing my big project goals. Added to that, I’m taking online classes for my Masters degree this summer so I spent most of the day glued to my computer contemplating cognitive structures of the brain. Fun times, I tell ya.

So, once my last assignment was submitted, I was in the kitchen. I made an apple crumble, the aforementioned kale chips and this jam. I felt so comforted by these activities. When I spend any significant amount of time in the kitchen, my thoughts always turn to my grandma Ross. She passed away when I was in high school and I wish that I had known her better. She worked on a farm in Arkansas her entire life. I’m sure she made jam. I imagine her standing over the pot just like I did today, her thoughts wandering just like mine do. What did she think about? I know her thoughts were drastically different than mine. I thought about my classes, the big brand plan I’m writing at work, my upcoming travel to Chicago this weekend. I’ll never know where her mind wandered when she stirred her boiling jam to make sure it didn’t stick to the bottom of the pan, but I’m happy that we had a shared experience tonight. I miss you Grandma Ross. I hope you’d approve of my strawberry jam.



  • Four pints orangic strawberries
  • Juice of a half lemon
  • 3  1/2 cups sugar

Slice your strawberries and mash them up with a potato masher until they’re as chunky as you prefer. Stir in lemon and sugar. Simmer in a large pan until sugar dissolves and then crank up the heat to medium-high and boil the heck out of those strawberries. Stir constantly until sauce thickens up, about fifteen minutes. Let cool until you can safely transfer to a jar. I didn’t preserve my jam because I know I’m going to eat it like a madwoman until its gone, but if you’d like tips on preserving, my friend Martha Stewart can help.

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Food as medicine

Despite my best efforts, I eat pretty crappy. Too much processed junk, too few fruits and veggies, heavy on the sugar, swimming in the diet coke.

Yesterday, I came across this quote and found it pretty affecting:

“The food you eat can either be the safest and most powerful form of medicine or the slowest form of poison.” -Ann Wigmore

I’ve never really thought of junky foods as poison, but that’s exactly what they are. That pizza doesn’t feel as delicious when you think about it as poison. Those vegetables don’t feel as undesirable when they’re carrying vital medicine.

I think, subconsciously, that’s why I started the “crunchy” part of The Crunchy Feminist. I really feel like limiting my impact on this planet and taking responsibility for what goes into my body is an imperative for me at this point in my life.

It’s going to take a bunch of baby steps, but I’m excited for the journey. Thanks for reading along.

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This cookie gives the term crunchy a bad rep

I’m always looking for a healthy, portable, delicious on-the-go go-to breakfast. You know, something I can rely on to taste good and satiate me, but not clog my arteries and contribute to my high blood pressure?

This cookie is definitely not it.

disgusting healthy breakfast cookie


I read this post this morning and thought I had found “the one”, my oft-dreamed of perfect breakfast. It was healthy, it was easy, I had all of the ingredients in my kitchen.

Yeah, except it tastes disgusting. Like chalky, flavorless, ickiness. There’s nothing “cookie” about it.

Recipes like this are why it’s just hard to live a crunchy lifestyle, but I just started this blog today so I’m not giving up hope quite yet.

Do you have any go-to healthy breakfast recipes?

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