
Linguine with broccoli, diced tomatoes, diced red and green bell peppers; lemon-herb tofu pan-fried (got the recipe from here) and some bread for nomming purposes. The bread was mid-nom when this picture was taken, my bad.
Striving to create sacred experiences out of the profane world...

Made magical by Gem at 12:55 PM 7 jewels of thought
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*You should totally read the book, Fast Food Nation.
Anyhoo, please watch this. With your speakers on when you can. Give up fast food (or try to phase it out if you are not in a position to cook all the time). There are cheap, healthy, easy recipes out there. Try them. If you need help, ask me. This is amazing. What the hell are we putting in our bodies, in our children's bodies? Happy Meals my ass.
Made magical by Gem at 12:00 AM 4 jewels of thought
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As an aside, I am not really a preachy vegan unless I see something horrible like the above video, or someone asks. This (watching a creature get slaughtered) is one of the reasons I eat a vegan diet. I cannot stomach watching that poor bird get butchered and the blood everywhere and then in good conscious eat another one. Many people do not see animals as living, feeling creatures (many who are very intelligent) and so see no problem with killing and eating animals. I have always been an animal lover (except mosquitos...die, die, die). I never ate that much meat growing up (side-dishes, represent!) anyway, so it wasn't too hard to make the meatless transition. I personally cannot watch videos like this (just go to peta.org for more!) and continue to eat meat so that is one of the reasons I stopped (once I had some workable vegan recipes in hand). I can't even watch Animal Cops anymore or hear about an animal death in the news, or look at roadkill without feeling sad. I saw a squirrel try to dash across the street and get run over months ago and I actually started crying. It was just twitching on the ground as its' blood poured out and it's intestines were exposed (so, who's hungry?). I am a sap. I just can't handle it!
Anyhoo, how much of a 'tard do you have to be to give a "folksy" interview about pardoning a turkey while another turkey is being SLAUGHTERED RIGHT BEHIND YOU! THE WHOLE TURKEY-KILLING DEATH TRAP MACHINE SET UP IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU! You gotta love the look on homeboy's face in the background. He's like, welp, I guess I'll wait a little bit....then he just says fuck it and kills the turkey. For those who don't know, the turkey' head is placed in the funnel so it can't move, and it's throat is cut and the blood drains away and the turkey fades to black. I'm guessing the cameraman/woman hates Sarah Palin. I hate everything.
For people who eat cows, pigs, PIG INTESTINES, birds, deer, squirrel, raccoons, gators, etc. and look down on or are grossed out by those from other cultures who eat horses, sharks, dolphins, guinea pigs, snakes, grasshoppers, roaches, spiders, dogs, cats, etc. just stop. You are hypocrites. And a little bit prejudiced (at least the people I know are). I judge you.
Mr. Bohemian Bookworm and I went to a Chick-Fil-A last night for fries (me) and a shake (him). There were a bunch of unprofessional young adults in the cashier area. As we were waiting at the window of the drive-thru, we observed one guy (wearing the headphone thingie) scratching his head underneath his Chick-Fil-A cap. I mean, he was scratching like there was something terribly wrong in his hair. Mind you, this is with bare hands. Another guy was drinking a milkshake. Mr. Bobo saw the hair-scratching guy dig in his ears. The girl who took our order WIPED HER FUCKING NOSE WITH HER BARE HAND AND THEN PUT OUR FRIES IN THE BAG. I, horrified, pointed this out to Mr. Bobo who then requested our money back and that we no longer wanted the food. Snot-girl asked if we were sure, and tried to give us the food and shake for free. I imagined boogers and little booglets dancing and doing a high-school musical type show on the fries. We refused. We went to Whataburger, where the cashiers are ghetto as all hell, but they respect your fuckin' food.
When I saw the one guy with the milkshake behind the counter, that made me watch them a lot more closely because if you are comfortable enough to do that (it's against the rules in many fast food restaurants and cafes) then you will probably be lax with hygeine too. This turned out to be correct. The way all of those nasty mo-fos threw hygeine out the window IN PLAIN VIEW OF HORRIFIED CUSTOMERS lets me know that they must have been doing this for a while, to be that comfortable. Mr. Bobo said he probably needed to disinfect his credit card too. I said the hair-scratching/ear-digging guy probably swiped his card betwixt his ass cheeks trying to get an itch. You best believe we will be complaining.
I hate everything.
Made magical by Gem at 5:51 PM 1 jewels of thought
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Made magical by The Bohemian Bahamian at 11:00 PM 2 jewels of thought
My friend Alex mentioned another food suicide to me: The California Raisins. This is especially twisted because the Raisins sing about how good they are. I bet it is cutthroat in the Raisin world. One Raisin messes up on a note, and game over. Eat or get ate for real.
Click here for my original Food Suicides post.
Made magical by The Bohemian Bahamian at 10:48 AM 0 jewels of thought
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This is something that has disturbed me since childhood; just ask my mother. I hate when I see advertising that has the product being promoted by the same damn product. Case in point: James Coney Island.
Why is the hot dog promoting eating a hot dog?! And why is he rubbing his hot dog tummy?! Why is he even alive?! This is sick.
Why is he always so crunk about giving away his life force?! I assume if all those happy-ass kids he's always partying with (by the way, where are the parents? I am not ok with my kids randomly partying with a grown-ass ALIVE pitcher who just destroyed my home by busting through the walls.....but I digress) actually drank all the Kool-Aid inside him that he would shrivel up and start to convulse and die a horrible death of dehydration. That, I imagine, would be very traumatizing for children to see.Made magical by The Bohemian Bahamian at 9:35 AM 2 jewels of thought
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