Monday, April 13, 2015

Veggies When You're Feeling Down

I haven't done any sort of recipes on here in some time--along with the lack of posting that came with it--but that doesn't mean I haven't been cooking. God knows I love food. Lately I've been feeling a bit under the weather--I hope it's just allergies, but it's definitely something to do with congestion. Which basically means I'm a disgusting mess when I wake up.

What does make me feel better, however, is cooking up some veggies to eat. Most of the time, this means I'll grab what random veggies I have. Yesterday that was asparagus, mushrooms, vidalia onions, green onions, brussel sprouts and spinach.

I chopped that stuff up as seen above, put like a tablespoon of extra virgin olive oil in the skillet and threw 'em all in. I also added some parsley, salt, pepper, garlic powder, cilantro and paprika because I love paprika. Usually I would blanch the brussel sprouts before doing anything else with them because it will really bring out the green in them, but just tossing them in the skillet is just as fine. I cooked them until the brussel sprouts and asparagus were tender and the onions were translucent. 


The best thing to do is to take some French bread (I used some Pillsbury French bread which is pretty good but not as good one from a bakery) and toast it in that same skillet to get it warm and crunchy.

I added a mason jar full of Naked juice, and I was set to go that day.

Moral of the story: If you're feeling bad physically or emotionally, remember to take care of yourself and make a choice for your health that will uplift you.

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Sunday Songs

I wanted to share a song that's been stuck in my head for some time. Do you all miss Sunday Songs?

Thursday, March 26, 2015

What have I been doing in my absence?
  1. Working.
  2. Making new friends at work, which is always fun. I like work friends. We have things in common. 
  3. Writing, a lot
  4. I started running, sorta. I ran once. I might run again soon. My body isn't sure if it loves me or hates me for it yet. 
  5. Considering polishing off my old lens and doing more macro photography and portraits again. For me. 
  6. Playing "Batman: Arkham Origins," because obviously. 
  7. Working on too many projects at the same time. Overwhelming myself is the new normal. 
  8. Resisting the urge to buy 30 more outfits every time I go to a store.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015


On Writing

"This is a story about love and death in the golden land, and begins with the country." More or less I find myself standing between tradition and trend. I love minimalism but I do enjoy a gimmick. Joan Didion's first line of the first essay in Slouching Towards Bethlehem drew me in immediately. It's a basic start to an interesting story. I appreciated that she didn't overreach. She wasn't trying to make me care about a housewife who kills her husband; she was reporting it. Didion gave it to me straight. "I need inspiration," was what I pleaded to Ariel, and she delivered swiftly with books for inspiration and diffusion of genre.

I've found myself gravitating towards New Journalism in the last five years, so when someone says, "Oh, that's very 'in' now! We need more writers doing it," I shudder. If anything, we have enough, and I'm just another crook in the game, turning profiles and stories--hammered on in media and by the ones who tell them--into essays and articles. Whether or not they could be interesting is another debate entirely. While a follower of trends I may appear to be, I do find it odd that not more of the stories that are out there are told. Not all interesting stories headline in murder. Some just are.

Spring is finally in Seattle, and the cherry blossoms have been blooming--but just as last year, those blooms will fall soon. There is one dried in the back of my journal now. I have kept it close ever since it was sent to me by my parents. It's become my "everyday" thoughts. I feel like Diane from Cheers in that one episode in the beginning--holding a notepad and writing down any blue collar thought that is said while in the bar in Boston. I can't decide yet if I care for the comparison or not.

Point is, I have been writing more. I've made plans of where I want to be published and why. I have essays written, most almost completed. I am exploring, talking, listening. Of course I am writing. But I'm not hoping that I'll land a viral list or short report on Buzzfeed. I'm hoping to make a point with the stories I tell in a place where they might serve a better purpose. When I was in school, I felt as though the world was ahead of me. Now that I'm in the thick of it, grasping at accomplishment, I can only hope whatever accolades I do get add up to something in the end. Even if we've seen that it can all be taken from us in a second.