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“he’s just a dude” and then I proceed to save almost 600 photos of him in one sitting

laura nyro, 1971

I thought you would all appreciate the beautiful summer garden that my city created. It looked like a wild flower field and it had circles of grass inside where you could sit. It was magic.

#holy fuckin zinnias #beautiful

doraemonmon

The Moody Blues

#hello moodies #the moody blues

i ❤️ Argentine rock

#i really should have taken spanish rather than french in high school #i must learn #brumas en la bruma ripping my soul from my body #eels thought of the day

thegroovyarchives

Groovy Floral Mid-Century Fabrics Part 18 (x)(x) (x)(x) (x)(x) (x)(x)

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byjove

Most of us have a gross food at a friend’s house while growing up story but mine was sooooo wild. We sat down to dinner, the side dishes were like white rice and broccoli and the main entree was shrimp. Just shrimp. Unseasoned steamed shrimp. Pink. Not a shred of any sort of herb or flavoring on that thang. I do not enjoy shrimp on the best of days but I can tolerate it, I bit into one just to make sure there wasn’t like a clear lemon sauce or something that wasn’t visible but no, this was really and truly completely unseasoned shrimp. This was a predicament. I was in maybe the third grade, I really wanted to make a good impression so I politely asked if there was any cocktail sauce to dip the shrimp in as that was what I was used to doing. Her dad laughed and said no.

I straight up could not make myself eat it. I tried very politely to nibble on the side dishes and I did not place additional shrimp on my plate as to be polite and not waste food but it was fucking surreal. The whole unseasoned meal combination was not human food, it was like a fancy meal for an expensive dog. Her, her parents and her brother are eating it like unseasoned rice, broccoli and shrimp is a completely normal meal. I feel it is important to note that this was occurring in North Carolina so I’m not used to dealing with this, I had never experienced an unseasoned shrimp with no sauce in my 9 or 10 years of life. I also feel it is important to note my friend is biracial, Black mom, white dad. This is not a midwestern Caucasian mom mealtime disaster, this is 100 miles inland from the fucking coast in North Carolina. Shrimp is not a cheap food so it’s not like they just couldn’t afford to season the protein. To this day, I still do not understand. Maybe they were health freaks, maybe someone in the household was on a low sodium diet but not a single HERB??? NOTHING????? WHY WERE THEY EATING LIKE THAT???????

My friend’s dad mentioned to my dad that I hadn’t eaten at dinner when they walked me home, presumably because he didn’t want my dad to think they had me over for dinner and refused to feed me when I went home starving. My parents taught me to always be polite and gracious and I’d get in trouble for being rude for things I did not completely understand were slights but I knew bonding over food is a big part of the culture in the south so not feeding someone when they’re at your house and/or not eating when offered is considered rude and bizarre. I waited for them to leave and I was sooooo worried I’d be in trouble but I explained the unseasoned shrimp dilemma to my dad and the look on his face was like 😟, he was also truly fucking baffled and I was absolved of all guilt.

#when i was 5 or 6 i had dinner at my friends house #dinner was a salad with lots of things in it #included in the salad were sweet pickled beets which I’d never had before #the beets kept making me gag #i was trying so hard to gag as quietly and non moving as possible #i don’t think (or know if) her parents noticed me gagging but i did power through and ate it all #i go apeshit for NORMAL pickled beets but I’ve never had sweet pickled ever again