“Novelty and great flavor aren’t the only draws here — the meat is lower in fat than chicken but higher in protein than beef. There’s even an adorable neologism (“chevon”) for those who want their meat to sound like a miniature Chevrolet or a member of a 1960’s girl group.”—
Jill, I suggest you start indoctrinating Elliott with cool music as early as possible. Even at 2 or 3, she’ll never ask what a lyric like “A redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash” means. (Not that I have a clue- in the context of this song anyway) She’ll just like the happy shady lane stuff.
This week, Guantánamo!!! It was an incredible experience.
We arrived in Gitmo on Friday and stared going around the town, everybody knew Crystle and I were coming so the first thing we did was attend a big lunch and then we visited one of the bars they have in the base. We talked about Gitmo and what is was like living there. The next days we had a wonderful time, this truly was a memorable trip! We hung out with the guys from the East Coast and they showed us the boat inside and out, how they work and what they do, we took a ride around the land and it was a loooot of fun!
We also met the Military dogs, and they did a very nice demonstration of their skills. All the guys from the Army were amazing with us.
We visited the Detainees camps and we saw the jails, where they shower, how the recreate themselves with movies, classes of art, books. It was very interesting.
We took a ride with the Marines around the land to see the division of Gitmo and Cuba while they were informed us with a little bit of history.
The water in Guantánamo Bay is soooo beautiful! It was unbelievable, we were able to enjoy it for at least an hour. We went to the glass beach, and realized the name of it comes from the little pieces of broken glass from hundred of years ago. It is pretty to see all the colors shining with the sun. That day we met a beautiful lady named Rebeca who does wonders with the glasses from the beach. She creates jewelry with it and of course I bought a necklace from her that will remind me of Guantánamo Bay :)
I didn’t want to leave, it was such a relaxing place, so calm and beautiful.
That right there is comedy gold that will soon be sweeping the nation.
High and low culture together 4eva, y’all: “Every one of the beats makes me want to throw my food up: Being a total dumbass I am only picking up these dudes recently so don’t make my mistake. For just over 48 minutes dudes set up some thick jawns just to rip them apart like Discipline and Punish.”
Scrapple. I was like “Alright, I will finally try you, regional pork product specialty.” And it was g-r-o-s-s. And I have an exceptionally high tolerance for gross pork products (the one known exception to that rule: andouillette). Anyway, it seemed like a good idea on this hungover diner breakfast morning. Maybe it just wasn’t seasoned well; maybe the scrapple at the Oregon Diner is just not up to par; maybe all that leftover booze swirling around in my system was rebelling against the idea of fried oddparts mush, but man. I couldn’t even get through three bites. Bummer.
Next up: pork roll. I have higher hopes, based on texture alone.
Is it wrong of me to wish ill-will onto musical artists I like, even for the sake that the feeling of despair and desperation may, in turn, incite a spark that would be beneficial to their creative output? I liked Chan Marshall’s bluesy turn with The Greatest (I love that album!), but I kind of wish she’d drop the Diana Krall nonsense and get back to something a little bit like every thing on You Are Free.
I would make one of those “Sally smoked pot and then…” ads only that sentence would be finished with “…was responsibly driven home by a sober friend, washed her dishes, changed her bedsheets, watched an episode of The Wire, and realized that maple syrup is fucking delicious in rooibus tea.”
1. Don’t eat anything your great grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food. “When you pick up that box of portable yogurt tubes, or eat something with 15 ingredients you can’t pronounce, ask yourself, “What are those things doing there?” Pollan says.
2. Don’t eat anything with more than five ingredients, or ingredients you can’t pronounce.
3. Stay out of the middle of the supermarket; shop on the perimeter of the store. Real food tends to be on the outer edge of the store near the loading docks, where it can be replaced with fresh foods when it goes bad.
4. Don’t eat anything that won’t eventually rot. “There are exceptions — honey — but as a rule, things like Twinkies that never go bad aren’t food,” Pollan says.
5. It is not just what you eat but how you eat. “Always leave the table a little hungry,” Pollan says. “Many cultures have rules that you stop eating before you are full. In Japan, they say eat until you are four-fifths full. Islamic culture has a similar rule, and in German culture they say, ‘Tie off the sack before it’s full.’”
6. Families traditionally ate together, around a table and not a TV, at regular meal times. It’s a good tradition. Enjoy meals with the people you love. “Remember when eating between meals felt wrong?” Pollan asks.
7. Don’t buy food where you buy your gasoline. In the U.S., 20% of food is eaten in the car.