Bad Yogi Cleanse-Friendly Lemon Barley Risotto

Bad Yogi Cleanse-Friendly Lemon Barley Risotto

Oh yes you read that right: a risotto that you can eat with a good conscience… and it tastes completely delicious. If you already got yours, you can use this as a lunch or dinner in the Bad Yogi Cleanse in place of one of the other recipes if you prefer! Now, let’s get right down to business, shall we? 😉 This was inspired by the lovely Sarah Copeland, more specifically by one of the recipes in her newest book, Feast. It was a radish risotto in the book, but when I decided I was going to make it, I only had about 3 of the 8 or so ingredients on hand. (<– story of my cooking life!) So I tweaked it to make it my own and it came out incredibly flavorful. It was rich and creamy and could have fooled me for a nuttier version of the real thing. Plus, I love that it makes a great, nutritious base in which you can add all sorts of extras: protein, veggies, spices– everything, really. Let’s do this thang! Lemon Barley Risotto Serves 2 as a main, or 4 as a side. Ingredients – 1 cup uncooked pearl barley – 3.5 cups low sodium chicken broth (or veggie) – 1 clove garlic, chopped finely – 1.5 tbsp butter (I use grassfed organic butter, but you can sub olive oil instead) – 1 tbsp fresh squeezed lemon juice – 1/4 cup parmesan (optional) – salt & pepper to taste Instructions 1. Heat medium sized saucepan over medium heat. Add butter or oil and add chopped garlic. Sautee until it’s lightly golden and fragrant....
#badyogi does Wanderlust – Day 1

#badyogi does Wanderlust – Day 1

Can I be really honest here? I’m at Wanderlust in Vermont and I’ve spent the entire day walking around exploring the grounds, checking out classes and people watching. And all day it took every single fiber in my being not to silently make fun of every single one of these people; they aren’t really your average class-going yogis, either. They’re ultra dedicated to the cause: I’m talking barefoot, dreadlocked, body painted, hennaed, kombucha-loving hippies (and I do mean that in the nicest way possible, of course). I, on the other hand, don’t exactly fit with these people. Obviously. I mean, I call myself the bad yogi and I don’t know how much more contrarian it can get after that, haha. Maybe like the meth cooking yogi? Too far, ok moving on… Anyway, so I ate a freaking delicious meal but when I ordered I’m pretty sure I could physically feel the daggers being shot in my direction because I ordered the only item on the menu with bacon. Go figure! After dinner I was supposed to go to this party called the Wanderlust Spectacular, which was basically a cirque du soleil -esque performance punctuated by random dancing. Now, let me stop here because you probably don’t know that I don’t dance in public, lol. Actually, let me clarify: I just don’t dance alone in public. If I was with someone, then sure, but flyin’ solo? That just feels awkward! BUT! As I looked around in my total jerky, judgmental mood, I started seeing these people dancing like they didn’t even care if anyone was looking at them funny. They...