"If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces, never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again." – Flavia Weedn

Fish eggs.

Lately I've been eating a lot of eggs, mostly because my mom showed me that the ones she bought come from "100% vegetarian-fed happy chickens who roam as they please" (sidenote, I had been blissfully, ignorantly eating wegman's eggs which come from COOPED UP AS ALL HELL chickens who are fed FISH PARTS). So one of my favorite things to add to eggs is curry powder, because it makes them a) a really bright gold color, and b) delicious. I always like things with a little more kick. For tomorrow's breakfast I have a brand new package of morningstar farm sausage, some happy eggs, an onion, and of course, my own coffee.

Hooray weekend.

Fun with dusk

If you want guys pursuing associate's degrees in theater to hit on you, you should look like this

I forgot how much I like goats. When I get my own farm there will have to be goats. I can watch them for hours.

A night at the museum, plus lyrics

Don't you understand? I already have a plan. I'm waiting for my real life to begin.

I got a new camera.

This blog is going to get more interesting. Or at least more illustrated.

The revolution is coming. No meat will be served.

Some day vegetarians will rule the world, and we'll frolic blissfully, with our low blood pressure, easygoing dispositions, and tiny carbon footprint. But until we all live in that great morningstar farms barn, we're forced to reside in a carnivorous world. At least in this country. But at this point, in the year 2008, why can't it be accepted, planned for, even acknowledged that some people don't eat meat?
Case in point, a recently attended graduation party. Setting: country club. Last time I had eaten: the day before. This was a poor choice on my part, but as I was tending to a sicker half for the day/night, it kind of came down to me showing up to this party at 1 pm, starving. Cocktail part yielded cheese, which was good, and veggies, ditto, but nearly every appetizer or puff-pastry related bite had meat in it. Sigh. I'll get over it. After being shepherded into the main room for the main course, we were directed to a buffet. Four silver serving platters flanked by salad and bread.

My lunch that day was salad and bread. Seriously...multiple main courses and instead of having pasta, you pick roast beef? Sliced roast beef? I'm not asking for tofu here, I'm not gonna open that can of...soy. However, this was ridiculous not only for anyone who wanted to not eat meat (and YES the salmon was meat), but also due to the fact that a vegetarian in arms was as close to the host as I was. And yet, no vegetarian option.

I can't wait until my wedding, when I will cast aside all portions of squash and puff pastry, and provide eggplant parm as a meal choice.

Yummmmm.

On the topic of meal choices I've now made two things in a row- from-scratch, iced sugar cookies, and then penne vodka, that were both very good. I think my cooking karma is back.

Party time!

This is worth seeing, but if you do not have someone to hold hands with it may make you sad. Even if you are a robot.