Living alone can be absolutely fantastic. Sometimes I think I’m borderline hermit, because there’s nothing I love more than crawling into my batcave and not talking to a single person. A lot of people ask me if I get lonely living alone. Honestly, some days… YES (especially when I hear a noise on my patio, even though I’m 99.9% sure it’s the fat black cat that likes to hang out).
But then other days, I cherish the fact that I’m independent. So in case you’re wondering, here are some of the perks of living alone:
1. Permanent No-Pants Party. Pants are over-rated. When you live alone, you can walk around with no pants. There’s no one to hide from or be judged by. It’s just you and your thighs, hanging out.
2. The peanut butter jar is yours and only yours.
You can dip your fingers in peanut butter, eat huge bowls of ice cream, have handfuls of chocolate chips, and pretend like calories don’t matter, because if no one saw you consume it, it didn’t happen. Ok so I’m kidding, but really you can have ridiculous eating habits and no one will judge you. Jesse saw me devour a banana with almond butter one day and was completely horrified. I keep it private now. (Note: the obvious exception to this is the awesome roommate who goes to the store to get half moon cookies and coconut popswith you at midnight… looking at you Christina!)
3. You’re the Queen of the Remote. This is pretty much self-explanatory. You decide what’s on TV… I’ve watched the same 2 episodes of Catfish like 5 times… When Jesse comes over and I turn it on, he comments on how we already saw that one… Oh yeah…
4. You can fart if you want to. Totally not lady-like, but let’s be honest, everyone farts. It just happens. When you live alone, you don’t have to worry about anyone else hearing you, because no one is around. You can keep up lady-like appearances in public when you know you can let loose at home.
5. You can hog the kitchen and bake whenever you want.
I’ve been lucky and have generally had roommates who are cool with me dominating the kitchen. Only one roommate was not ok with it (there’s a reason I live alone now…). But the best part of living alone, for me, is being able to spend hours with baking experiments, like this plum-almond tart.
I’m going to be totally up front and honest with you. I have mixed feelings with this recipe so I decided not to share my recipe. I’m going to try again until I get it to taste awesome. I wanted to love this tart, because it has all the makings an an awesome blog post: healthy alternatives, unique non-wheat flour, no added refined sugar (does maple syrup count? It’s still sugar).
The crust is made of buckwheat and spelt flours.
Honestly, this crust tastes a little too “healthy” for my liking, and the texture is a little too crumbly, not flakey. The filling on the other hand, I liked. Moist but nutty and slightly “healthy” tasting. It involves almond meal and maple syrup. And the plums. Divine.
Ok so at this point, I’ve told you why living alone is great and why it’s not so great. I’ve also told you why this tart was awesome and also not so awesome.
Do you live alone? Do you love it? Hate it? Do you have roommates/friends/partners you live with? What’s best?
8 thoughts on “The Perks of Living Alone and a Plum-Almond Tart in a Buckwheat Spelt Crust”
I’ve never used buckwheat/spelt in a pie crust, just in breads but it definitely has a distinct “nutty” taste that can make things taste not quite right. Maybe a rice flour or add some more sugar?
I loved living alone for control of the TV and so I could have typical single girl dinners – PB&J, cereal, random sweet potato with almond butter…
Oh and the nut butter and banana thing totally grosses out Joe too. I don’t know why because it is DELICIOUS.
Yeah, I think I need to reduce the amount of buckwheat flour. I did a 50/50 mix. I’m thinking it needs to only be about 25% buckwheat so that you get that awesome nutty taste but not overwhelming. Rice flour is a good idea!
This tarte is so beautiful! I love living with Ryan and Lila (obviously, ha), but yeah, there are things that I definitely miss about living alone! Although, I have to say, we have a pretty permanent “no-pants” thing going on at our house, even though three of us live here. 🙂
Haha! I think if I were married (or living with Jesse), I would probably still maintain the no-pants party. But random roommates from craigslist… no dice.
The tart is gorgeous! Wow!
I love the rare single nights when I can watch Bravo and snack my way through dinner. Alone. 🙂
Snacking for dinner (errr in place of dinner), really should have been the bonus perk in this list 🙂
Muwahahahaha I’m totally cracking up at the fart and remote comments. PS…Catfish addicted.