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me, after buying things for myself and trying not to feel guilty about it: *through gritted teeth* s-self care
“At least you love me.” I say to my pet as I hold them against my chest as they try to get away
Fika is the Swedish tradition of having coffee, cake, and a chat. It’s such an integral part of the culture that many businesses have fika twice a day, and sometimes it’s mandatory. Source Source 2
According to IKEA’s corporate website: “Some of the best ideas and decisions happen at fika.“
so after reblogging this to find out if other countries had this as well, i found out the following:
germany: yeah we have something similar called “Kaffee und Kuchen” :)
america: i work 16 hours per day at minimum wage and get a 7 minute unpaid lunch break, and instead of “fika” i have “suffering” and “death”
The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
oh shit
Omg the payoff for this post was incredible
Let’s do a little recap of Amy Schumer’s racism, okay?
Amy Schumer joked about men of color being more likely to sexually harass vs YT men.
In her 2012 show “Mostly Sex Stuff,” Amy Schumer insulted African women’s names, called them “wild,” and performed a racist impersonation of Black folks.
Amy suggested that Latina women were “crazy” during the 2015 MTV Video Awards.
Once, Schumer said, “I used to date Hispanic guys, but now I prefer consensual” implying that all Hispanic men are rapists – a suggestion that mirrors the racism of Donald Trump.
In her latest stunt, Amy parodied Beyonce’s “Formation” music video which was originally a commentary on race and police brutality. She used a moment that celebrated Blackness and turned it into a whitewashed opportunity to make cash.
And then, someone sent me this tweet below of Amy’s anti-Asian racism.
But aye!! She’s a feminist, right? She’s down for the cause, right? She talks about body positivity and all that YT feminist jazz while she shits on POC, right?
Funny. Very funny.
-Source: The Love Life Of An Asian Guy/FB
#WhiteFeministsGottaGo
don’t forget that she raped a drunk guy and tried to make it sound like it was just a weird encounter
Reblogging this because Amy Schumer’s new movie is all over our dashes so this should be too
do you ever see a picture of someone with a body like yours and you’re momentarily comforted like they look pretty good…i probably look good too
which is why fat representation is so so important
Rant: Foodsterism
I have a culinary degree, and have worked as a professional cook, and have been a restaurateur. The “gastronomer” in my url is quite serious. I have Opinions about how people use the word chef (”chef” is a job title, it’s a French word that means “boss” and is a cognate of chief; only someone who actually runs a quality kitchen should be called a chef – you can’t be a “home chef”), about how “spaghetti bolognese” is used (it’s not just any spaghetti with meat sauce, Bolognese is a specific style that includes beef, pork and pancetta), about what a proper key lime pie is like (don’t even get me started).
Because of this, people expect me to be a food snob. I am NOT. You like what you like, and you should eat what you like, and anybody who looks down their nose at you for it isn’t a “foodie”, they’re a fucking asshole. You like Li’l Smokies in your box mac’n’cheese? Right on! You like Taco Bell? So do I! Let’s go get a crunchwrap and a gordita! You buy cheap pink box wine? Sure, I’ll have a glass with you, if you’re offering.
I have food I don’t like, and food I will offer what I find more enjoyable alternatives to (oil packed canned tuna has a very fine taste, while water pack tends to wash out the richer flavors), but hey, if you like the stuff I don’t, you eat that all you want!
I want to make fresh, delicious, high quality ingredients available to everyone, but don’t you dare take away my $1.99 “chocolate” covered waxy-tasting mini donuts! I will fight you!
Foodie-ism has stopped being about just enjoying food for yourself, and has, far too often, started being about sneering at the food other people like. It’s food hipsterism. And it’s bullshit. It’s often classicist and racist and ableist/healthist as well.
Don’t pull that shit around me. I will take you the fuck apart.
Okay, but what IS a proper key lime pie? And what isn’t? I presume it’s not just a lemon pie but with lime-flavored or lime-based filling instead of lemon?
Now you’ve got me curious.
You got me started.
OK, first of all, a key lime pie is NOT made with “regular” (Persian) limes. It is made with key limes, aka Mexican limes. They are smaller than Persian limes, about the size of a ping pong ball. They’re also not a deep green, but more of a yellow-green, and the juice is yellowish. They are considerably tarter than Persian limes, and have a distinctive flavor. They’re also kind of a pain to juice if they’re not fresh-picked, so personally I always buy bottled up here in Seattle. (I’m from Florida, where part of the year you can get good ones from groves or even off your own backyard tree.) Nellie and Joe’s Key West Lime Juice is the only brand I know and trust, and if your grocery store doesn’t have it, Amazon does.
A key lime pie is a custard pie made from key lime juice, egg yolks, and typically sweetened condensed milk, in a graham cracker crust (none of your bullshit butter cookie crusts, save that for some other, appropriate, kind of pie). Traditionally, you *can* put meringue on top, but only to use up the egg whites you separate from the yolks. It’s not fucking lemon meringue pie, there should not be a huge mound. Personally I don’t like wet French meringues (made with granulated sugar, as opposed to Italian meringues, which are made with syrup), I think they feel like sweetened snot in my mouth. You can also add a small amount of sweetened whipped cream when you plate it, but only a dollop.
A key lime pie should never, EVER be green. If it is, the baker doesn’t know what the fuck they’re doing, and you should skip it. Even a custard pie made with Persian limes shouldn’t be green, ffs.
A key lime pie SHOULD be both very sweet and very tart, as well and very smooth and creamy. My personal standard for the flavor is that when you take a bite, the first thing you taste should be the creamy and the sweet, and then the tart should hit you, but your mouth shouldn’t pucker until you take a sip of water and wash the sugar away.
A key lime pie filling should not contain flour, starch, gelatin, or other stabilizers. It should be as simple as possible. Key lime pie, historically, is poor people food from the Florida Keys, using the basic ingredients they had lying around: limes from the backyard, eggs from the chickens (they still run around loose on Key West), a can of sweetened condensed milk, some graham crackers, sugar and butter for the crust. You’d stir it up, pour it into the pie shell, pop it in the over with dinner, pull it out and stick it in the icebox (with literal ice) to cool, eat it the next night. (Unless you used a no-bake version, where the key lime juice itself denatured and “chemically cooked” the egg yolks. But it’s too easy to get salmonella that way these days, in the US.) They’re meant to be simple, dammit.
Key lime pie was the kind of thing they made in shotgun shacks. (Which frequently look a little different in the Keys than they do in those pics. The hallways often have rooms built off both sides of the hallway, and the roof’s peak sometimes runs perpendicular to the hallway, and then additional sections might get added to the back as the family grew, leading to rooflines like ^^^^.) Just a bit of history.
So then. Key Lime Pie Recipe Time! This is the recipe my family has always used, it’s the recipe I used in my restaurant, it always gets rave reviews, and it is thoroughly authentic. Because I hate meringue, it does not include meringue.
You will need: Hardware:
one mixing bowl
one wooden spoon, stirring spatula, or spoonula
one liquid measuring cup
one small bowl for separating eggs into
one graham cracker pie crust, recipe to follow, or use a store-bought one, I don’t care
Ingredients: 1 - 12oz can sweetened condensed milk 3 egg yolks ½ cup key lime juice Preheat the oven to 350F. Mix those things together until smooth. Don’t beat them hard, you’ll incorporate air into the mix, that will mess up your texture and give you bubbles. When it is completely smooth, your oven should be hot, stick your filling in the fridge for a little while. Pre-bake your crust for 15 minutes, trust me, it is so much better if you do this. Do this even if it’s a store bought crust. If you don’t, your crust can get soggy. Pull it out, let it cool 10 minutes. Pour in the filling, bake 15 minutes. Pull it out. Let it cool for 30 minutes of a countertop, then stick it in the fridge for at least four hours, preferably overnight. Share and enjoy. (Or eat it all yourself.) Graham cracker crust recipe: You will need: Hardware: one mixing bowl one glass bowl to melt butter in one gallon ziplock OR a food processor a wooden spoon Ingredients: 1/3 of a box of graham crackers 1 stick butter 1/2c sugar one 9″ pie plate one heavy glass with a smooth flat bottom Dump the graham crackers into the gallon ziplock or work bowl of your food processor. If using a bag, crush them up real good, until you have a lot of fine meal and some small pieces. If you’re using the food processor, break them up roughly, then pulse until you get the same thing. Put them in the mixing bowl. Add the sugar, and stir to combine. Melt your butter. Mix that in. It should reach the consistency of wet sand, like you’re making a sandcastle. If you pick some up in your hand and squeeze it in your fist, it should hold its shape until you poke it. Press this firmly into the bottom and up the sides of your pie plate. Then use the bottom of your glass to press it in even more firmly. Really compact it. Then bake it as above. Great all-purpose graham cracker crust recipe, good for cheesecake too. If you lose track of this recipe, look on the bottle of Nellie and Joe’s, that’s where we got it! If you want to get really ridiculous and over the top, make a triple batch of filling and put it in the same crust. That’s what we did at the restaurant. But you might want to find someone to share the slice with! There. I told you, don’t get me started. It’s a whole fucking thing with me. In the restaurant, if somebody asked in the key lime pie was authentic, the servers would go, “Oh, the owner’s from Florida, she has a thing about key lime pie. I can go get her if you like, she’s got a whole rant. It’s really funny.” And they would go get me out of the office and I would do a whole little standup bit about key lime pie. Much shorter than this was. I just wrote like 1200 words on this. I could write more. I won’t. I’m done.Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk?
this is a Key Lime Rant I can totally get behind.
I will make one addition to it: for those who really want to try it but are or cook for someone who is allergic to hen fruit, there IS an eggless version. I’ve made it a number of times for my egg-allergic folk. You need a little more lime juice, and substitute dairy (sour cream or cream cheese are two options given) for the eggs. (but if you find a recipe that says it doesn’t matter what kind of limes you use, or advocates food coloring… close your browser and never return to that site. Trust me.)
Huh. Laura Anne Gilman reblogged my key lime pie. Cool.
And I’ll have to keep track of that egg replacement trick. It sounds potentially tasty as well as useful.
I live in Florida, so I’m contractually obligated to reblog things about Florida that aren’t either a, Florida Man or b, tourist shit.
Florida actually DOES have some pretty interesting historical stuff going on, especially with our food, but most people don’t talk about it.
Ask a person who lives in Tampa about Cuban Sandwiches.
There’s the seafood, too. Lots of shellfish and lately - lion fish because those little assholes are destroying our reef so you can eat as many as you like.
We have bars and restaurants that are not only on the beach, but that you can get to by parking a boat at the dock out back and walking in.
There used to be a thing about turtles, too, but it’s not allowed anymore.
Oh, and strawberries! And craft beer! I’m not really into beer but I have friends who are and we have a thriving craft beer community down here, despite the proximity of Busch (they’ve tried to manipulate the laws to exclude craft brewers and failed.).
Hehehe…the part about the chickens made me laugh because Ybor (cigars!) has a large pack of feral chickens that just…roam around.
Oh gods do I miss Cuban sandwiches. Media noche in particular. You can’t get Cuban sweet bread in Seattle.
And don’t forget the corn! Delicious, sweet Zellwood bicolor corn on the cob!
And I miss the peaches! There aren’t a lot of peaches in Florida, but we used to have a tree in the backyard when I was a kid, and ohh… Washington is proud of their peaches, but as far as I’m concerned they ain’t shit. When you bite into a peach, the juice should run down your chin and/or your arm. There is exactly ONE place where I can get what I consider a good peach – Sosio’s in Pike Place Market.
As a person who adores key lime pie more than any other, I can get behind all this.
Here’s one of the reasons I don’t buy the cynical interpretation that Ariel gives up her identity for a man.
This screencap comes from her introductory scene. She’s searching through a shipwreck for human artifacts–which is her passion–when suddenly she’s attacked by a shark.
While fleeing, she accidentally drops her bag full of artifacts right in the shark’s path. Without hesitating, she chooses her passion over her safety, risking her life for a dinglehopper.
The girl is an anthropologist who studies humans. That’s her passion, that’s how she spends her time…that’s her identity.
Sure, Eric is the catalyst that leads Ariel to changing her species and leaving her family–he certainly intensifies her feelings–but they’re feelings she already has, and they dictate most of her life.
If Ariel had the chance to become a human before she met Eric, everything that we know about her suggests that she probably would.
Ariel is an anthropologist, I stand by this
Triton: Fuck your passion! Ariel: okay
it took me a second to understand the brilliance of that last reblog
you can literally lay in bed and eat a block of cheese like an apple and it’s not illegal
Me, a Wisconsinite
Black Panther Cast and Director | New York Times (2018)
*To the tune of “We Built this City*: I PET THIS KITTY
I PET THIS KITTY AND BOOP ITS NOSE
Living the dream.
god i wish that were me
why would they ever delete this scene