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Gotta love a guy who candidly tells you that you overdid it with the Tiger Balm and that you stink - and then makes out with you anyway.

Apr 28. 0 Notes.
He proposed with this most awesome beauty.

He proposed with this most awesome beauty.

Apr 22. 0 Notes.

Life Imitates Art - with Slime

So this news item of the last day, about certain governors and other politicians visiting a factory where pink slime is produced - see here for reference - is the biggest hunk o’crap I’ve read all week. Seriously, like these guys - these guys who in some way, directly or indirectly, are in bed with this company/industry, these guys won’t don’t really care about the health and well-being of people, not when money and influence and power are at stake (whoa, I’m so conspiracy theorist today! But it’s true, darn it) - like these guys could have any power or influence to change the public’s mind!

Wait a sec - would anybody actually change their minds and consciously buy and consume this disgusting junk just because these politicians toured the factory and munched on some burgers?? Say it ain’t so! I have to believe - I need to believe - that no one’s been fooled by this, that we’re all laughing at them for thinking this would have their desired effect on us. 

All I’ve been able to think about since I read this piece is that episode of The Simpsons where the three-eyed fish is discovered in river (a result of the nuclear plant’s waste being dumped in there), and rather than change things at the plant, Burns runs for governor so that if he’s elected, he won’t have to fix anything, just change the regulations

(This is Amazon’s stream of the episode.)

It’s flippin’ surreal. Almost unreal.

And yet, it’s not. It’s real. And that’s the scariest part of it all.

Mar 30. 0 Notes.

Kitchen Nightmare, Almost

I make my own sofrito. Yay for that. However, the last time I made it, I stored it an empty pasta sauce bottle. Boo for that.

Boo for that because I completely forgot which bottle I’d put it in, and I proceeded to pour almost the entire jar into the pasta I was making for dinner.

I panicked for three minutes, lamenting the ruined pasta and wasted sofrito, when I remembered something: “Cuban spaghetti”! Which requires sofrito, or some variation thereof.

So I scooped off some of the sofrito, changed plans, and proceeded to make Cuban spaghetti, which I haven’t made in eons. Eons, I tell you.

Everyone loved it, so crisis averted.

But it’s hilarious now to imagine myself, fretting and stressing over this as if it was some kind of tragedy. The process of re-domesticating myself is messing with my perspective.

Feb 23. 0 Notes.

YES. Hope more of these come out!

Jan 19. 0 Notes.
New tio. (Taken with instagram)

New tio. (Taken with instagram)

Jan 14. 0 Notes.


I’ve had two glasses of wine this week, and as I pour him a glass, he notes this and tells me he’s proud of me.

My response: you should probably be worried.

(it’s been that kind of week).

Jan 11. 0 Notes.
And ye shall be potato soup!

And ye shall be potato soup!

Jan 04. 0 Notes.


We hosted family and friends yesterday, a steady stream of loved ones flowing in and out from 12:30 p.m. to 12:30 a.m. That I’m up right now, coherent, conscious, typing, is a miracle unto itself.

I had decided early on in the planning stage to cook everything, both out of excitement and because nothing’s open on Christmas and it would be too insane to order and pick up anything the day before. The thing is, I think I was too ambitious. I mean, it all got done and only scraps were left, but it was all a ton of work, exhausting. But it was also so worth it - I had fun planning the menu, prepping everything, laying out a work plan - all of it. For parties like this, I usually cook one or two things, order one or two things, and have guests bring the rest. I think this is the first time where I do the entire menu by myself, not counting my mom’s garbanzo salad and the Spanish omelets my MIL brought.

So then, the menu:

BBQ pulled pork sliders (roasted pork butt, shredded it, tossed it in the Crock Pot with BBQ sauce and some other ingredients)

Meatballs (I have a super simple recipe that is all yum)

Baked brie (that I didn’t wrap tightly enough! it was salvageable, though, and delicious)

Gravlax (which, meh. my first time making it and I don’t know that I did it right. I didn’t like it, though I don’t like salmon anyway. Jevo said it was good, just a tad salty. I’m undecided on this one)

Cheesecake bars (decorated to look like presents!)

Guava cheesecake brownie bars (my signature dessert, and I made enough to have leftovers!)

The rest was ready-made, just all kinds of crackers and dips.

Damn, I’m exhausted looking at that list.

I can’t wait to do this again - between the food, the kids running around, all the family and friends, domino-playing till the wee hours, it was an awesome day for us.

Tree ‘stache

Jan 02. 0 Notes.
My child encounters San Lazaro. (Taken with instagram)

My child encounters San Lazaro. (Taken with instagram)

Jan 02. 0 Notes.
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