So, in a lovely internet kawinkydink (that's what we call them in our family - coincidences are for normal people), I was reminded of the existence of my blog here (ok, I hadn't forgotten it, but you can see I've painfully ignored it for months). I proceeded to read my archives in a vain attempt to determine if I should share it with someone I just 'met.' It made me self-conscious, but in reading the archives, I decided, I kind of like me. Once in a while, I was even kind of funny! And I still like the same recipes. So, this is all good news. But the bad news is I've kind of abandoned it, over and over, for other more pressing matters, such as finals, and illness, and American Idol. (But read the sidebar, I WARNED y'all about that last one!)
Anyway, so I'm trying to figure out what to do with it. I think next on the list of "things not to blog about" after "what you had for lunch" is "your blog." So this blog will likely bore you to death, if you're even still reading. But since nobody is reading, it's safe for me to self-indulgently muse about the future of my blog, right?
Options:
1 - Fizzle. Allow it to die a slow death, a la my old blog (which despite googling, I cannot for the life of me find again!)
2 - Shift Gears - There is mucho stuff going on in my life, about which it might be interesting to blog, but I'm not sure it's all meant for internet consumption. Jobs and health are two things I am wary of sharing online (for intersecting reasons, interestingly!). Even though I think this blog is pretty anonymous, I know I'm no match for The Google, and I do like to keep my private life private (with copious insinuations to cheating ex boyfriends, who I'd be happy to name if it wouldn't out me, too). So I could turn this into a blog about those things, but I don't think I'm ready to yet!
3 - FOOD BLOG. I probably don't need to explain this one to those who know me, but I love to cook and bake and make delicious food. I also love reading food blogs. Perhaps I should combine the two! I even love to take pictures of my food as I make it, for which people often mock me. Just this evening I made a batch hummus (for the first time ever - MMMMMM), and I lamented my lack of camera and tahini-covered hands. (How do people blog while cooking without getting food all over their cameras?)
4 - Just keep blogging at random moments when I feel so moved. My blog kind of feels like Quaker meeting right now. A really inactive but secretly feisty, liberal, baking fiend Quaker meeting. Mostly silence, with bouts of inspired singing and preaching. (I preach, I know it, no need to point it out.)
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Finals Soundtracks
This is my last finals period! So crazy to think I've done this 5 times (12 counting undergrad finals!), and that this is IT.
Every finals period since my first year of college I've had a "soundtrack." Some song, or album, or artist that is my go-to music. I feel bad for my roommates, for the repetition they've had to endure! This is the reason there are some songs on my iTunes that have been played 78 times!
Examples:
First Year Spring at Mac - Amelie Soundtrack
Senior Fall at Mac - The Shins
1L Fall - the Soundtrack from Hairspray
2L Fall - Kanye West (and, inexplicably, because I wasn't - Single Ladies by Beyonce)
I think it's a sign I'm feeling a little nostalgic that this semester seems to have become my Joni Mitchell period.
Every finals period since my first year of college I've had a "soundtrack." Some song, or album, or artist that is my go-to music. I feel bad for my roommates, for the repetition they've had to endure! This is the reason there are some songs on my iTunes that have been played 78 times!
Examples:
First Year Spring at Mac - Amelie Soundtrack
Senior Fall at Mac - The Shins
1L Fall - the Soundtrack from Hairspray
2L Fall - Kanye West (and, inexplicably, because I wasn't - Single Ladies by Beyonce)
I think it's a sign I'm feeling a little nostalgic that this semester seems to have become my Joni Mitchell period.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
SOUPer DOUPer.
In case anyone forgot, I LOVE SOUP.
This might be my favorite soup of all time.
It's super delicious, and allows for all kinds of experimentation and using up of what one has lying around. I mean, what else to do when your veggie drawer contains a sad sweet potato, some almost-bad carrots, and a bunch of green pepper? Where else to go with your "it was on sale!" box of quinoa and "my LAST roommate left this in our old apartment" coconut milk? And what to do with that mysterious jar of red curry that was just hiding behind the macaroni? And don't forget the garlic, the neglected garlic, which is about to birth a bunch of baby garlics all over the toaster oven (Why do I keep my garlic on the toaster oven, you ask? Better not to ask.).
Now, I know what you must be thinking - ew, you just described a bunch of almost-bad food and potential sources of botulism and I'm supposed to think it sounds good, natch, EDIBLE?
But you would be wrong! There is something magical about this recipe. A little tomato, a lot of stock, whatever veggies and starch you find yourself possessing, toss in some peanut butter for good measure (and requisite creamy, hearty flavor!) and you have a steamy, creamy, delicious masterpiece! The most fun part is when you've blended together your leftovers and it's time to spice it up. Because the ingredients are never the same, the spices aren't either. Maybe some cinnamon to balance out your accidentally huge dollop of red pepper? A little onion powder (because somehow 2 cups of onions aren't enough)? Thyme - no, wrong continent. Mustard? YES! That's perfect!
Try it. You won't be disappointed.
This might be my favorite soup of all time.
It's super delicious, and allows for all kinds of experimentation and using up of what one has lying around. I mean, what else to do when your veggie drawer contains a sad sweet potato, some almost-bad carrots, and a bunch of green pepper? Where else to go with your "it was on sale!" box of quinoa and "my LAST roommate left this in our old apartment" coconut milk? And what to do with that mysterious jar of red curry that was just hiding behind the macaroni? And don't forget the garlic, the neglected garlic, which is about to birth a bunch of baby garlics all over the toaster oven (Why do I keep my garlic on the toaster oven, you ask? Better not to ask.).
Now, I know what you must be thinking - ew, you just described a bunch of almost-bad food and potential sources of botulism and I'm supposed to think it sounds good, natch, EDIBLE?
But you would be wrong! There is something magical about this recipe. A little tomato, a lot of stock, whatever veggies and starch you find yourself possessing, toss in some peanut butter for good measure (and requisite creamy, hearty flavor!) and you have a steamy, creamy, delicious masterpiece! The most fun part is when you've blended together your leftovers and it's time to spice it up. Because the ingredients are never the same, the spices aren't either. Maybe some cinnamon to balance out your accidentally huge dollop of red pepper? A little onion powder (because somehow 2 cups of onions aren't enough)? Thyme - no, wrong continent. Mustard? YES! That's perfect!
Try it. You won't be disappointed.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Early Riser
I am not. Usually. I love the idea of getting up early and getting things done. Lately, however, my habits of staying up late to read or watch television in an attempt to wind down from my days end up causing an hour of snooze-buttoning and a quick shower before I have to run out the door.
Today, though, I woke up early (an hour before my alarm = two hours before I usually get up). It was glorious. Wonderful. Dreamy. I made myself eggs, toast and soy-sausages (they were on sale! and real sausage is way too fatty.). I did the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. I swept the bathroom floor. I watched the Today show for 5 minutes, but realized I really don't like to listen to George Stephanopolous before 8 a.m. I made my bed. I felt like a million bucks. There was even mascara on my face by the time I strolled out the door.
Now, real bloggers say, no one cares what you had for breakfast (or whether you are wearing mascara, I assume), but I think this is A Sign. A Sign of good things to come. Spring, and energy and health. Not only did I wake up early this morning, but I felt awake! I actually kept singing that 4-H song to myself: alive alert awake enthusiastic! (I'm a dork!)
Even more miraculous, this spontaneous energetic morning occurred the morning after a spontaneous evening out with C, one of my dear friends. We went to a bar, with real live people in it, drank some real live drinks, and just had one of those lovely soul chats that everyone needs from time to time. I had fun! And I didn't fall asleep on the bar! And then I woke up feeling like butterflies and honey the next day. Something is in the air.
Today, though, I woke up early (an hour before my alarm = two hours before I usually get up). It was glorious. Wonderful. Dreamy. I made myself eggs, toast and soy-sausages (they were on sale! and real sausage is way too fatty.). I did the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. I swept the bathroom floor. I watched the Today show for 5 minutes, but realized I really don't like to listen to George Stephanopolous before 8 a.m. I made my bed. I felt like a million bucks. There was even mascara on my face by the time I strolled out the door.
Now, real bloggers say, no one cares what you had for breakfast (or whether you are wearing mascara, I assume), but I think this is A Sign. A Sign of good things to come. Spring, and energy and health. Not only did I wake up early this morning, but I felt awake! I actually kept singing that 4-H song to myself: alive alert awake enthusiastic! (I'm a dork!)
Even more miraculous, this spontaneous energetic morning occurred the morning after a spontaneous evening out with C, one of my dear friends. We went to a bar, with real live people in it, drank some real live drinks, and just had one of those lovely soul chats that everyone needs from time to time. I had fun! And I didn't fall asleep on the bar! And then I woke up feeling like butterflies and honey the next day. Something is in the air.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sunny Day, Chasing the Clouds Away
Some randomly collected thoughts:
Finally, finally, finally, it is Spring! Spring has sprung! We have sunshine, and, despite the fact that we're still attempting to dry out from a 4-day Nor'easter that flooded our neighbors, our street and the corner store, it feels GLORIOUS! (It helps that I don't have to use a Shop-Vac in my own apartment.)
In a hilarious development, the little patch of grass outside my bedroom windows has a flourishing crop of crocuses and whatever those cute little yellow spring flowers are. Regular followers of the LegalEagleSaga will know that this little patch of grass has been used by some neighborhood dogs (canine and otherwise) as a place for somewhat less savory activities than gardening. Maybe this is why it is so fertile!?
I also caught some hooligans smoking the green stuff out behind my building (for the second time). If they lived here, I wouldn't care, but these are not my neighbors, and I don't like it when I go to take my trash out and find several seedy characters loitering behind the building. It's sort of scary to round the corner where I usually am watching out for rodents and be confronted by three tall men. (Note - it's a dead end behind our building, probably why it's an attractive location for illegal activities, but also kind of scary to be stuck back there with freaky people) Maybe that makes me a square, but I don't like it. Last time I kind of just ran away, but this time I gave them a solid LegalEagle glare and asked them if they were lost. In retrospect, that's a pretty lame response, but it was the best I could come up with - I was startled!
Finally, I would like to give a shout-out to Easter candy. I think it is the best of all the seasonal candies. And peeps are a special treat.
Finally, finally, finally, it is Spring! Spring has sprung! We have sunshine, and, despite the fact that we're still attempting to dry out from a 4-day Nor'easter that flooded our neighbors, our street and the corner store, it feels GLORIOUS! (It helps that I don't have to use a Shop-Vac in my own apartment.)
In a hilarious development, the little patch of grass outside my bedroom windows has a flourishing crop of crocuses and whatever those cute little yellow spring flowers are. Regular followers of the LegalEagleSaga will know that this little patch of grass has been used by some neighborhood dogs (canine and otherwise) as a place for somewhat less savory activities than gardening. Maybe this is why it is so fertile!?
I also caught some hooligans smoking the green stuff out behind my building (for the second time). If they lived here, I wouldn't care, but these are not my neighbors, and I don't like it when I go to take my trash out and find several seedy characters loitering behind the building. It's sort of scary to round the corner where I usually am watching out for rodents and be confronted by three tall men. (Note - it's a dead end behind our building, probably why it's an attractive location for illegal activities, but also kind of scary to be stuck back there with freaky people) Maybe that makes me a square, but I don't like it. Last time I kind of just ran away, but this time I gave them a solid LegalEagle glare and asked them if they were lost. In retrospect, that's a pretty lame response, but it was the best I could come up with - I was startled!
Finally, I would like to give a shout-out to Easter candy. I think it is the best of all the seasonal candies. And peeps are a special treat.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Check
Yesterday involved cannoli, a gigantic lobster roll, and a nice stroll from downtown through the Commons, Public Gardens and Newbury Street. Although the stroll wasn't on my "list," it's one of my favorite things to do in Boston. When you're walking by the giant Paul Revere statute, the cute Make Way for Ducklings ducklings, and the State House, you actually feel like you live in Boston. And for approximately 15 minutes, it feels like a really cool place to live.
In addition to the historical sites, during the entertainment portion of the evening Tre and I were treated to a truly hilarious sight: some intrepid Bostonians (or maybe some stupid tourists?) were walking on the Swan Pond in the public gardens. While it was mostly frozen over, it was also 50 degrees and sunny, and there were some clearly NOT frozen parts. Ignoring the obvious laws of physics, one man ended up falling in, again and again, while Tre and I watched and giggled from a bench. Now, before you get all up in arms, the swan pond is approximately 2 and a half feet deep, so all this poor fellow got were some very cold and wet feet. Had he been drowning in cold water, we would not have laughed, I promise. We spend the next 20 minutes watching other people come dangerously close to the thin ice (and secretly rooting for them to fall - does that make me a bad person?). Who needs television when you have this??
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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