Month: December 2015

Ming and I went to a fantastic pasty place here in Las Vegas. My mushroom walnut spinach soup was without compare. The pasties were good too, but someone sat behind me with her chair up against mine and was in a state of constant motion. So here I am in the parking lot having fled. … Read More »

Yesterday I got a really long letter from my penpal T who’s from Germany but lives in England.  It’s about 25 pages long, which is her norm.  She also sent a receipt–for a movie she went to, I think.  I’m not done reading the letter. Yesterday our friend P came over to help Ming with… Read More »

The sidewalk connecting houses in our compound and leading from the parking space into the courtyard is uneven.  So this handyperson is fixing it, and it’s loud and involves drilling through concrete.  So I’m listening to that right now. I had some nice tea and noodles for breakfast.  Today we wrap presents at the Catholic… Read More »

Ho ho! the mistletoe  is hung where you can see.  Somebody waits for you.  Kiss her once for me.  Is this creepy?  Is it a particular person he wants kissed, or he just wants some vicarious action generally?

We got some donations–frozen cooked garbanzo beans and lentils.  Collard greens.  Carrot shreds.  I decided to make a soup out of all those things. It seemed good but I thought some canned diced tomatoes would really pull it together.  So Ming went on a tomato run. I put some onions and garlic, some better then… Read More »

The flavors were great, and it tasted wonderful, especially the vegan sausage, but it just wasn’t paella.  But Ming loved it and even ate leftovers in the night.  I think the saffron might be critical.

I’m making vegan paella and it smells great but I didn’t have saffron or fake shrimp–I think it will be good though.  It’s its own thing. olive oil onion, diced 5 cloves garlic, pressed red bell pepper, diced 1/2 tsp turmeric 1 tsp paprika 1/4 tsp cayenne 1 1/2 cups white rice two roma tomatoes,… Read More »

Last night we went to a vigil.  It had a program–speakers, singers.  They sang the national anthem for some unknown reason.  It was the worst event I had ever been to.  The more I think about it, the more horrible I find it.  But our friend J liked it.  So maybe my perspective is skewed.… Read More »