I learned how to make ginger fried rice lately. It’s my favorite dish at this Thai place Ming and I like. I get it with tofu, spicy level 1! Wow, so much gingerness. My tummy feels so happy, when I eat that dish. So warm and loved. So I was like–maybe it’s not that hard… Read More »
I made vegan pesto and more poetry memes. Do you like this one? It’s about seeing my friend yesterday and how her child interacted with me. It’s about big moods and what psychiatrists call mania, but hopefully the kid will never have his moods called that. Then this one’s about capitalism and billable hours. Misogyny,… Read More »
This morning I cooked of some veg sausage for Ming that had been sitting in the freezer for a while. I was the main eater of soy sausage at our house, but I stopped eating soy in late summer. So it was nice to cook the last three little patties, for him. I made Ming… Read More »
“I’m going to pummel you. With pomelos,” I said. Yeah, I can threaten violence here. But citrus violence seems less bad. He was not actually afraid. I never follow through on my offers of violence. I was standing at the sink–I’d generated a ton of green waste by sorting old basil to make pesto and… Read More »
Hey, guess what. Me and pesto are getting married. Here’s me as basil bride. Amaranth towers behind me. Blue-leaved cruciferous veg is small and will grow into delicious foods. This is in front of the Las Vegas Catholic Worker, part of the garden. I keep stems of basil in a mason jar on the counter,… Read More »
I didn’t know I was addicted to chocolate until I stopped eating it. I knew I ate it almost every day, but I didn’t know I needed to! Every year during Sacred Peace Walk time, I would stockpile chocolate. Guess I should have known then that I was relying on it. What helpful comfort. Chocolate… Read More »
Reader Friend, there’s something I haven’t been telling you–I must confess. I changed what I eat, a lot. It has to do with an obscure health issue I may or may not have. luxury healthcare Ideally everyone would enjoy great healthcare, regardless of income level or employment. Especially a country rich with innovation, oil, “freedom,”… Read More »
I love pesto Lammas is a harvest holiday, for wheat, but we don’t grow wheat. Ming harvested for me the bumper crop of basil, some parsley, and a few kale leaves. I used pecans, a clove of garlic, olive oil, salt, those three veg, and water to make very delicious pesto in the blender. Wow,… Read More »