Consolation Prize

I am a 25-year-old artist, musician, and lover of words and food. I reside in Oakland, California.
threeoverten: Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

threeoverten:

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

(via le-dilettante)

putonyourbathingsuits: laurasnapes: Hey now! My feature interview with the National is now up on Pitchfork. It looks very fancy. They were, as ever, a total delight. As always, well written and informative. It’s no coincidence that all my favourite features on The National are by Laura. It makes a difference when you can sense the passion a journalist has for a band in their writing. In case you were wondering why I love this band.

putonyourbathingsuits:

laurasnapes:

Hey now! My feature interview with the National is now up on Pitchfork. It looks very fancy. They were, as ever, a total delight.

As always, well written and informative. It’s no coincidence that all my favourite features on The National are by Laura. It makes a difference when you can sense the passion a journalist has for a band in their writing.

In case you were wondering why I love this band.

Yup. #cupkates (at Cupkates Cupcake Truck)

Yup. #cupkates (at Cupkates Cupcake Truck)

Relapse.

Today I found out that one of my coworkers is set to leave the firm. At first I didn’t really think anything of it, but when I got home it started to sink in that I wasn’t the one getting to leave this stupid job first. For all I know, she could just be going to another shithole, but it was mostly the fact that she is getting out of here and, in the meantime, I am not. And the worst part is, she’s a total bitch. And then I started picking.

The past two days have both been relapse days, and while I understand that relapse is part of the process, it’s obvious that my work anxiety is hindering my progress. And aside from that, I just CAN’T get past the visual trigger of seeing the KP bumps on my arms. They used to only be on my upper arms, and now they’re on my forearms as well (which is, ironically, probably a result of picking itself). 

Despite how embarrassed I’m about to feel going out in public with red, splotchy arms, I’m going to try and go to the gym to try and get past this. At least for today. 

I’m a lot better now than I was in December, but this is still really fucking hard. 

I am sorry people are so tired of me writing about misogyny. I occasionally get tired of living in a world defined by it.

—Alyssa Rosenberg (via culturewhore)

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#bartface

#bartface

It’s out!!! @ntnl #thenational #troublewillfindme

It’s out!!! @ntnl #thenational #troublewillfindme

The National

—Pink Rabbits

annaverity:

Pink Rabbits — The National

So surprised you want to dance with me now
I was just getting used to living life without you around
So surprised you want to dance with me now
You always said I held you way too high off the ground

You didn’t see me, I was falling apart
I was a white girl in a crowd of white girls in the park
You didn’t see me, I was falling apart
I was a television version of a person with a broken heart

THE ALBUM IS OUT

Vegan Mac & Cashew Cheese.

theslugkitchen:

I’m about to unleash a dragon.

A rich, creamy dragon.

Ok, that actually does not sound appealing whatsoever

But this recipe is delicious and YOU WILL LIKE IT. 

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I first tried an interpretation of this recipe a few years ago. I am sorry to say that I’ve never been to the OB People’s Food Co-Op in San Diego, but I definitely plan on visiting at some point because this recipe is so ridiculously original and deceiving. Cashew cheese is not necessarily a new vegan phenomenon, but this one makes for a perfect bowl of virtually guilt-free mac ‘n cheese. The addition of red bell pepper is surprisingly crucial—it doesn’t just add color, but also another dimension of flavor. 

And aside from it being much healthier than regular mac ‘n cheese, another incentive is that it’s a cinch to make! You literally just throw 99% of the ingredients in the blender, cook the macaroni, and then mix it all together. You may or may not require a bowl—it all depends on your dignity (I have none).

People’s Vegan Mac & Cashew Cheese
[barely adapted from People’s Organic Food Market]

Ingredients:

  • 1 large red bell pepper, chopped
  • 2 cups of raw unsalted cashews
  • 2 1/2 tbsp lemon juice
  • 2 tbsp olive oil
  • 1 1/2 tsp sea salt
  • 3/4 tsp onion powder
  • 3/4 tsp turmeric
  • 3/4 tsp garlic powder
  • 3 cups uncooked elbow macaroni

1. Puree all sauce ingredients in blender (this means everything but the pasta).

[Note: After making this a few times, I’ve figured out that it’s best to combine the sauce ingredients in a separate bowl, mix them well, and then add the mixture by thirds to the blender, allowing it to have some room. Adding the whole thing gets messy, and your blender won’t like it.]

2. Cook the pasta according to package instructions.

3. Mix everything together. You can choose to bake the mac and cheese for 20 minutes on 350, but I usually like it the way it is.

4. You’re done!

Ladies and gents, the vegan mac recipe is up!

jennybradley: tearsforqueers: noseasboba: Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life: “I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.” Oh, just starting crying on Muni, nbd.

jennybradley:

tearsforqueers: noseasboba:

Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:

“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”

Oh, just starting crying on Muni, nbd.