In which I cooked, like, all afternoon, basically. Today, I made two salsas: A hot poblano-corn relish: Spicy black beans: Mexican brown rice. That weird cottage cheese guacamole I make. And shredded chicken, for him. Cheddar, sour cream. There’s leftover queso blanco dip, so I heated that up, too! What the hell! Look at that. […]
In which there’s a clarification. In case you don’t know, internet parlance uses “jew” to mean the 1% far more often than the race. It’s extreme stereotyping parody. Is it still racism, to hyper-attenuate a quality typically associated with a particular race and use that word to mean certain financial activities? Is all stereotyping racism?
There’s still a blogosphere, sorta. Entirely by accident — I was looking for recipes for leftover fried fish — I found a blog written by a middle aged white woman. I read a couple of her posts (one entirely about a jacket; another, about internet anxiety and unfriending people on Facebook and not really using […]
In which there’s a blurb. I slept really late. So late that it’s 2:19 and I’ve only been up long enough to shower, cook and eat, and make the bed! I’m not even dressed! My hair’s clean, though, and this was delicious: I have no idea why I thought I needed twelve hours of sleep, […]
In which I catalog not terribly relevant stuff! Realizing that your youth is well and truly over is so fucking weird. One, you now know that people don’t even know what youth is until they’ve left it. Two, now you’re a grown up, and you’ve finally gotten some wisdom and some work ethic, and now […]
In which there’s a picture of food, because isn’t that what the internet’s for? Look! It’s the spinach frittata from The Lowry. It was delivered, of course, because we never go out, especially not for brunch. The love of my life is basically impossible to roist out of his home for trivial things like eating […]
In which I whine like a little bitch. I decided I wanted a thing. A thing I don’t need, but it’s so cute and would be so fun. And there’s a sort of sense of nostalgia, as well. See, way back in the day, when I lived in Iowa, I had a Gameboy Advance and […]
In which I don’t understand. Why do store-bought dips suck? I bought a huge container of artichoke-jalapeno dip last weekend, and while it isn’t exactly inedible, it’s really not good. You can safely buy salsa — well, many of them, at least — and those sort of 70’s-style chip dips (like French onion or whatever), […]
In which I’m dieting. Tired (again) of being fat and miserable. Dieting (again) in an effort to be less fat and less miserable. As a vegetarian, I find it very difficult to do really low-carb, so I’m doing a combination of “as few carbs as possible” and calorie restriction. Eating a lot of eggs, tofu, […]
In which it’s Superb Owl Sunday, and I’m not even sure who’s playing! It’s 1:24 in the afternoon and I’ve already downed this: (It’s a brilliant bloody mary with lots of pickle juice.) And this: (A mostly-homemade bean tostada of excellent excellence.) Life is a wonderful — and delicious and tipsy — thing!
