Hi Paulina is the section in which Paulina answers the most diverse questions. The last Friday of each month comes out and the questions are sent by social networks, a week before.
Tips for a children's birthday party
Darkchicona F .: Hi Paulina! I need you to recommend something for my son's birthday. There are 10 children and 40 adults coming and I can't think of what to make (including the cake). Please help me! Thanks.
Dear Darkchicona, on birthday , you're going to make the house really pretty. Fill it with balloons. Buy garlands. You're going to make a giant bag of popcorn and tell your son to choose his favorite movie. You're going to sit on the floor with him, popcorn in the middle, and a movie on the biggest screen you have. If it's summer, turn on the air conditioning. If it's winter, give everyone a blanket. He'll ring the bell about 50 times. Don't open the door.
If you still decide to ignore my advice, if you're like me and want to do everything alone for your first child's birthday (I KNOW it's your first child), I recommend the following. For the grown-ups, a good, hearty stew, for example this Carbonada , which isn't that common, fills the stomach, and it's all made in one go (you can even have it ready the day before). The version is vegan; if you want me to translate it to carnivorous, let me know and we'll do it. As for the kids, I'm not a big fan of junk food for birthdays; I think it's unnecessary. But hey, we're not going to give them tofu either. I would make these green pizzas , which have spinach in the dough and are a treat. Pizza is always a treat. You can also make fruit ice creams —healthy, easy, and prepared in advance. Grandma can bring the cake, because she'll be talking about the boy all year long.
Snide husband
Melisa R .: Hi Paulina. My question is this: My husband won't eat my vegetables. Did he dream about killer broccoli as a kid? Was he held hostage at a grocery store? Who knows... maybe I'll try shock therapy. Should I tie his hands and feet and stuff him with chard sandwiches? Should I invite him to dinner at one of those modern restaurants where you eat in the dark, so you can experience what it feels like to be blind? That's a good one... I look forward to your answer!
Dear Melissa, it's much simpler than you think. You cook the vegetables. Try to make it a vegetable dish with a mild flavor, like this Cream of Zucchini Soup or this Gratin Pasta with Broccoli . You set a pretty table, some candles, if you have them. You open a wine. If he doesn't eat, you start crying and tell him he doesn't love you like he used to. He'll eat.
Mother's arms
Eliana D .: Hi Paulina, first of all I want to know if the dinosaur was alive or not. And now I want you to tell me what's up with mother's arms. "Mother's arms" are those arms from another body that appear when you're pregnant and store fat while you breastfeed your baby, to give them that milk that makes them as divine as a ham. So far so good. My question, dear Paulina, is: Why are mother's arms still there even though it's been two and a half years since your daughter last breastfed? Are mother's arms like ears, nose, and hair, which never stop growing? Is there a direct relationship between beer consumption and the permanence of this type of arm after a reasonable period of time? I anxiously await your response, while cracking open a Heineken.
Dear Eliana, I'm terribly sorry to tell you that a mother's arms are the missing link between the birthing arm and what the English call Bingo Wings . Bingo Wings means something like "Bingo wings," and I'll illustrate it this way: a sixty-something English woman, a regular at Benidorm, sings "Bingou!" while waving the ticket in the air. You'll understand that the problem isn't that they keep growing, but that one day they'll deflate. As for drinking beer, I recommend replacing it with sangria to start getting in tune with your British friends.
Oh, and the dinosaur. How cool would it have been if it were alive?
Children and vegetables
Mara G .: Hi Paulina, I don’t know what to do to get my kids to eat vegetables! No matter how much I follow my friends’ advice, “Cook the same thing for everyone, you’ll see that when they’re hungry they’ll eat it,” or my grandmothers’ advice, “Poor things! As long as they eat, make something they like…” and so I get by on rice and noodles with chicken Milanese every other day! The fruit bowl has fruit, and there are vegetables in the fridge too, but my husband and I eat them. Will I have to resign myself?
Dear Mara, first of all, I'd like to tell you that you're luckier than Melisa. I'll tell you that Coqui is one of those, and I use a combination of two techniques . The first one was given to me by a pediatrician friend: always serve him whatever everyone else is eating, even if you know he won't eat it. In other words, if the chicken milanesas come with salad , you put salad on their plate, even if it's just a little bit, and let them leave it. That way, they'll start to notice, and maybe at 18, they'll even try a leaf.
The second technique, highly recommended in child psychology, is the lie and the deception. I mean, you're putting vegetables in where they're not visible. Chicken Milanese? Oops, I dropped some shredded spinach in the egg. And the coating has sesame seeds, what a pain. Carrot cookies, Natural fruit ice creamsCamouflage is an art. Does Hippie Mommy come and tell you that this isn't done and it's better to familiarize them with food? You send her to fry churros and do the Olympic lap, the popcorn and the airplane while they snack on this Zucchini cake. I leave you here A very good note on the subject and all the recipes I learned from it of the sect from the group of Food Pluggers, the food plugs for children. I'll be releasing more little by little.
Stigmatized oven
Eva G .: Hi Paulina, I don't know if you can help me. My stovetop oven cooks in the back, but not in the front. Why is that? I love your blog. Thanks.
Dear Eva, the first thing I have to tell you is not to treat your oven as abnormal. It's a different . There are many ovens like it, and it's our job to accept and integrate them. You have to accept that there's a reason you can't change it and build your relationship with it from there, from your own desire. This link contains a ton of tips so you can both find a cooking method that satisfies you equally.
It's not you, it's me
Ana G : Hi Paulina, you're divine. How can I eat vegetables without them tasting like grass? How can I eat lentils without them tasting like dirt? Please answer me. I'm following you on Facebook.
Dear Ana, your question makes me uncomfortable... Are you asking me to make chard taste like chorizo? I'm Paulina, not Maradona. I think you need to meditate, do a little introspection until you can see clearly. Because the real question is this: how do I make myself like grass? How do I make myself like the earth? And that's where Paulina can help you a little. Because in the transitional phase between eating vegetables and not eating them, carnivores have three very healthy allies: cream , bacon , and batter . In other words, this Creamed Leek Tart tastes less like grass than the Leek Tart. As for the lentils, try Turkish lentils, which are much milder and banished. Look at these Turkish Lentil Croquettes ; they taste more like an omelet than anything else. Little by little, let the vegetables take center stage and downplay the allies. If your liver is still alive, you'll soon be enjoying grass and soil without camouflage.
Disk chicken
Carolina A .: Hello Paulina!!! I'm interrupting your Sunday feast to ask you a question: What's the explanation for the pollo al disco phenomenon? The photos on the walls say it all... Have you ever eaten one that kept you awake at night? I've never done it, but there are a thousand ways to make chicken really tasty, mainly with Jamie Oliver-style techniques and spices... I don't want to take up your time, but if the same doubt comes to mind, tell me what you think... Greetings from Bogotá!
Dear Carolina, the record is to 2010 what the wok was to the 1990s. And the Pekingese is the poor man's Yorkshire.
I'll say goodbye until next time, friends. You're divine, I love you all, I'll eat it up, I'll eat it up.
