Taking a breath
If you’re anything like me, you probably start the day off like this.

Peep the link if you like adorableness.
So today we’re going to work on a breathing exercise.
If you’re anything like me, you probably start the day off like this.
Peep the link if you like adorableness.
So today we’re going to work on a breathing exercise.
Warning: This is a rant post.
First, watch this video.
I swear David So gets my blood to boiling point. Anyway. My mom and I were actually discussing this in the car the other day when she was driving me to the train station, so this is going to be doubly irritated-sounding. Read More
DOG SLEDDING.
DOGS.
I LOVE DOGS.
THERE WERE SO MANY TODAY AND THEY WERE ALL SO ADORABLE.
Also, dog sledding is incredibly exhilarating. It makes you feel powerful and strong and the cold air rushing past your face while you ride through trails with your team is just perfect. I highly recommend it. Don’t be afraid to be in control either! I “drove” for two straight hours, then a break, and then Mr. Chokkattu drove the last hour back to the compound, and our path guide was about as big as I was. We managed just fine, though being a lighter weight has mild disadvantages (kids, for example, just by weight should not be given control of the sleds, as the family we road in a group with showed by constantly falling behind and falling off their sled. They were great sports about it though!)
Happy New Year everyone! I hope your celebrations went well.
We decided to go visit Edgewater and see if we could get a glimpse of the NYC fireworks this year, as well as get shabu-shabu. The display wasn’t as big as we had hoped, but the food was good and we were in good company.
We then drove off to Canada, final destination Quebec City! We stopped by in Montreal for breakfast. Shout-out to the two random guys in a car that offered me weed. I appreciate the sentiment, hope you had a great New Year’s. I did not accept, by the way. We stopped into Second Cup before heading off again.
Food history is hands down my favorite subject. It’s amazing how a meal can shape a culture, and that’s what we’re faced with when the people of Charleston sit down for the recreated Fuller Dinner. The delicious and historical dishes against the rich and conflicted backdrop absolutely make this event worth writing about, definitely beyond the dime-a-dozen new restaurant openings in NYC. I wish I could find something as cool as things happening near me, but I think I might have to drive down to Philadelphia to get anywhere close.
“Yes.” That was Kevin Mitchell’s answer when he was approached by food historian Dr. David Shields to take on the part of 19th century African-American chef Nat Fuller and reenact an 1865 iconic biracial banquet that took place in Charleston, South Carolina. A year later, along with key Charleston community members, Mitchell and Shields pulled off one of the most significant post-Civil War events to happen in the South—again.
Chef Nat Fuller
Nat Fuller was born in 1812 on a plantation on the Ashley River in Charleston. He was sold several times before he was bought by William Gatewood, a 20-year-old lottery agent from Virginia. At age 15, Fuller began his training as a butler and a gourmet cook, because Gatewood was interested in increasing his social standing in Charleston. Fuller apprenticed under some of the best cooks in the area. He had a talent for cooking and became…
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Review’s at the bottom! I got a little carried away with the opinion part.
Florida was a fun find while browsing NYC’s famous (opened in 1971) Pearl River Mart before its depressing brick and mortar close in December because of a giant rent hike at the end of this year’s lease. Pearl River Mart houses tons of Asian/Chinese clothing, plateware, mugs, teapots, cooking utensils, chopstick designs, a small selection of instant noodles, various sauces, and Asian snacks, as well as a tea balcony, a bunch of random knick-knacks downstairs, and plants.
This will be the second to last post about the most beautiful and refreshing place I’ve ever visited. I will miss a number of things about Iceland, which I will enumerate in my last post, but can be summed up as: how the hell did this little island slip my travel plans. It was only because of Mr. Chokkattu that I thought of this place at all as a potential destination and that’s insane to me now.
We filled our last full day in Iceland with Snæfellsjökull and rounded the trip out back in Reykjavik at the Settlement Museum before we bid the country adieu the next morning. My last glut of pictures, 60 altogether:
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http://www.bbc.com/news/entertainment-arts-31858156
I’m trying not to cry in the middle of my law class and my brain immediately shouts:
“But I haven’t finished all of your books!”
“I haven’t met you yet!”
“You were working on books despite your Alzheimer’s, you were, I heard! Were they finished? Did you finish your legacy?”
and “Please don’t go.”
Sir Terry Pratchett, you were one of my favorite authors, one of the smartest authors I’ve ever read, and one with such heart besides. Death is glad to walk with you now, while the rest of us mourn.
http://www.buzzfeed.com/candacelowry/songs-every-former-emo-kid-will-never-forget-crying-to
The quintessential hot emo guy looked like this. If I recall correctly, he’s some DeviantArt chick’s younger brother and he probably has a mortgage now.
So I didn’t like Buzzfeed’s list. I’m going to make my own, shorter list instead. Not in any real order, and I tried to keep the list to one-band minimum, even though I used to have the whole Ocean Avenue, Riot!, and A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out. Mitigate the bias just a little, ya know?
1. I Will Follow You into the Dark – Death Cab for Cutie
2. My Immortal – Evanescence
3. Emergency – Paramore
4. Famous Last Words – My Chemical Romance