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Obama Currently Being Chased In Background Of Secret Service Hearing

10.1.14HAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!

theonion:

Obama Currently Being Chased In Background Of Secret Service Hearing

10.1.14

HAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!

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nevver:

Voyage to the bottom of the sea

9.26.14I’ve had dreams like this…

nevver:

Voyage to the bottom of the sea

9.26.14

I’ve had dreams like this…

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9.12.14

Last Friday night, the petit-ami and I attempted to take our heat tolerance to new heights via super-spicy Korean hot pot (total letdown, the server took one look at his lily-white visage and turned the heat level down…I’m positive that’s what happened) then spent a fun-filled hour playing ping pong at a new spot next door (exceeded expectations!!!).

After a pretty spicy food-centric week (coupled with a slew of food-dare videos on YouTube) we went on an excursion to BuHi Farmers Market tonight in search of ghost chilies and century eggs.

We passed up the ghost chilies…only because we found SCORPION PEPPERS (until last year, the hottest pepper in the world at more than 1.5 million Scoville units) instead. Score. T also found durian, a bucket-list food for him, but it was only sold whole and really expensive. We found the eggs, threw some Limburger cheese in the basket for good measure, and headed home.

The century eggs were the mildest of the bunch, though the gelatinous “whites” were pretty off putting. Salty, briny, and tasting of rotten seafood mixed with egg yolk, one bite was all I needed to know I won’t be going back for round two EVAR.

The Limburger: I had tried it once before years ago, and the socks-plus-B.O. smell should have warned me off, but in I went. Yep, tasted as bad as it smelled, as bad as I remembered. T said he’d finish the rest (why???), so into an airtight container it went!

So now it was time for the scorpion pepper. My strategy was to: 1) have a small sliver, not letting it touch my lips, 2) chew furiously, and 3) swallow and pray. My (apparently insane) boyfriend went a different route: popping an entire pepper into his mouth and downing it in one bite. After several minutes of doing an interesting chicken dance, prancing around the living room in tears, and guzzling ice water, beer, and milk between spoonfuls of yogurt, he recovered the ability to speak and was able to encourage me as I ate my tiny slice of that demon vegetable. What’s funny is that even though it burned like a motherf*cker, it was delicious. Definitely going to be having that again.

Anyway, I don’t know what’s in store next weekend, but it’s going to have to be pretty fracking awesome to top our recent vacation to Hawaii plus the adventures we’ve had since we’ve been back. I’m talking skydiving, bungee jumping-level fun. Yep, let’s do it!

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nevver:

Things I WOULD Wish Upon My Enemies Part III

9.8.14Too good. Too good.

nevver:

Things I WOULD Wish Upon My Enemies Part III

9.8.14

Too good. Too good.

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8.30.14

Back home in the motherland for the boyfriend’s birthday trip, and loving the unmistakably laid-back vibe of the North Shore. I’ve never stayed out here before (a beachside condo walking distance from the Waialua Sugar Mill and a quick ride to Haleiwa) and except for the loooooong drive to see any of my relatives, it sure beats the (relatively) big-city bustle of Honolulu.

A few quick snaps: Pork hash from 7-Eleven (one of my trashy-food weaknesses), a drink I invented made from muddled lilikoi + guava juice + rum, and sunset at Magic Island on our first night here.

The week is, of course, flying by, but we’re definitely making the most of it. Already got the requisite day-one burn, had plate lunch from a roadside food truck, and ventured up to Manoa and Waialae Ave. for foodie/drinkie-ness. Morning Glass and Brew’d (Korean pork taco special last night…ermahgerd) were two of our stops, and then we got hyper-caffeinated at Cafe Laufer before catching the last of the sunset at Diamond Head.

There may be a scene at the airport when I’m forced to go back to the mainland.

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irisnectar:

Paper art by Lydia Kasumi

8.30.14

Going to need about 20 of these to decorate my kitchen:)

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8.25.14

Celebrating my fella’s 30th birthday (!!!) with a trip to the motherland tomorrow, so I’ve spent the weekend making up recipes to clean out the fridge/pantry/freezer. Sweet potato poutine (I can’t get behind it because of my firm belief that sweet potato fries are simply WRONG, but the homemade mushroom gravy and fried eggs I put on top sure made it hipster worthy), garlicky meatballs with wild rice and veggies, all manner of smoothies, and this. This glorious paean to vegetables. This bubbly, crisp, mess of stuff from my garden and produce drawer. The copious amounts of cheese put this pizza off limits for my dairy-averse digestive system, but the birthday monster devoured it literally (this) morning, (again at) noon, and (late last) night.

8.25.14

Celebrating my fella’s 30th birthday (!!!) with a trip to the motherland tomorrow, so I’ve spent the weekend making up recipes to clean out the fridge/pantry/freezer. Sweet potato poutine (I can’t get behind it because of my firm belief that sweet potato fries are simply WRONG, but the homemade mushroom gravy and fried eggs I put on top sure made it hipster worthy), garlicky meatballs with wild rice and veggies, all manner of smoothies, and this. This glorious paean to vegetables. This bubbly, crisp, mess of stuff from my garden and produce drawer. The copious amounts of cheese put this pizza off limits for my dairy-averse digestive system, but the birthday monster devoured it literally (this) morning, (again at) noon, and (late last) night.

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8.5.2014

My boyfriend is better than yours. Period. After a long workday, a tough workout, and a bit of a haul way north of the city to visit my nephew, he tells me there’s freshly baked bread and pizza waiting for me for dinner. 

The bread, which we enjoyed with olive oil and dipping spices, was dense and chewy, juuuuuuuust how I like it. And that’s basalmic-marinated chicken on top of the pizza — a perfect compliment to the slight carby-sweet crust and salty olives. You’ll also notice there’s very little cheese here. That’s because the chef knows that dairy can send my stomach into a revolt so disturbing, so earth-shakingly violent, that it can rouse me from a deep sleep.

So yeah, I rest my case.

8.5.2014

My boyfriend is better than yours. Period. After a long workday, a tough workout, and a bit of a haul way north of the city to visit my nephew, he tells me there’s freshly baked bread and pizza waiting for me for dinner.

The bread, which we enjoyed with olive oil and dipping spices, was dense and chewy, juuuuuuuust how I like it. And that’s basalmic-marinated chicken on top of the pizza — a perfect compliment to the slight carby-sweet crust and salty olives. You’ll also notice there’s very little cheese here. That’s because the chef knows that dairy can send my stomach into a revolt so disturbing, so earth-shakingly violent, that it can rouse me from a deep sleep.

So yeah, I rest my case.

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sosuperawesome:

Paper art by Elsa Mora aka elsita on Etsy

7.12.14

As my friend Arthur would say, “STUN. GUN.”

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Nostalgic For Lava Lamps? An Illustrated History Of Interior Design

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