I just put a small blueberry-cinnamon coffee cake in the oven. The cookbook calls it "Blueberry Boy Bait," which is officially the best recipe name ever.
Hey, Kids! My "Cranky and Kitschy" collage art is now viewable on ipernity! Drop by and tell me that I sent you. *updated often!*
In my memory, the singer illuminating this instructional had lower vocal intonation. In spite of that, I still smile and give a not-involuntary, "Beep beep."
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Hey, Kids! My "Cranky and Kitschy" collage art is now viewable on ipernity! Drop by and tell me that I sent you. *updated often!*
I was almost horrified by a raw egg on top of carbonara pasta. My friends told me that was normal for carbonara...apparently most American restaurants mix it for you due to our fears of consuming raw eggs.
Go with the good and you'll be like them; go with the evil and you'll be worse than them.- Portuguese Proverb
I totally LOVED it. The dancing, the clothes, the food, and, of course, the colors!
Also, I've always felt a certain affinity with East Indians. I'm exotic enough that I don't stand out in an East Indian crowd, and I find they're usually much nicer to me than far too many of my fellow Latin Americans are.
Also, I've crushed on lots of Indian celebrities, male and female alike. To give but one single example, to this day I still have dreamy memories of the Indian-English actor Naveen Andrews in his mid-1990s prime.
Oddly enough, I've never really been into Bollywood movies. I much prefer slice-of-life Indian stories, or when Indian filmmakers show us their own perspectives on Western cultures (i.e., Mira Nair's TV movie "Hysterical Blindness", about two Jersey girls in 1987 played by Uma Thurman & Juliette Lewis, or Shekhar Kapur's two movie about Queen Elizabeth starring Cate Blanchett, especially the first.