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culinary and other venturings
The tofu tacos turned out very, very well, I am happy to report. (Though I'm grateful I had some extra red bell peppers to toss in, since the recipe definitely needed them.) I've been raving to Sev for the last day or so about how excited I am to get to make more tofu/soy-focused meals in the future. For a long time, I was under the impression that someone with my family's history of hormone-based clotting disorders needed to stay away from soy in large quantities, since the articles my sister found said that the phytoestrogens in soy amplified those hormonal conditions.
The research I did just recently, though, seems to indicate that soy is actually highly beneficial for women, that the phytoestrogens help balance hormonal conditions rather than aggravate them. Add in the ways it improves insulin resistance, lowers cholesterol, and is protective against breast cancer, and I decided I should probably start eating more of it. It's also a completely new ingredient to play around with, which tickles my creativity and culinary curiosity. That's something Sev can appreciate, but I'm sure he's very tired of hearing me talk about it.
If I promise to stop raving about tofu, will you do the honors of sharing the quizzes today, Sev? ::bats eyelashes:: Hmm? Hmmmmmm? ::grumbling rumble and flutter of parchment:: Ooh, I love the vines climbing up the side of the scroll. The leaves are so delicate!
I could definitely see this, especially the sometimes grouchy and bold-yet-lacking-confidence bits. I'm also fairly practical and occasionally clever, but if I remember correctly, Sophie is much calmer and more dignified in the face of adversity than I am. Still, we have the same taste in men and, I agree, probably need to remember more often how loved we are by those around us. (Sophie image by Tania Baj)
I know so little about nut milks that I'm not really sure if they truly are as sustainable as they purport to be, but I do love nature and try very hard to live in increasingly green ways. Also, I love almonds...and cashew milk, which feels almond milk-adjacent, is freaking delicious!
This is one of those feelings that comes and goes, waxing through moments of frustration and bootless action and waning when I feel as if the choices I make, the things I do, have impact and improve my life. Sometimes, it feels as if the only way to escape is to cut ties with everything I've ever done and ever known and start fresh. Sometimes, that feeling goes to much darker places, where I know better than to linger. But when my life feels at its most frozen, its most hopeless, when every choice and every action seems to lead further into a maze of dead end after dead end, the way out almost always lies in turning to the small and glimmering joys in my life, breathing their flickering flames a little brighter, and cupping my hands around their warmth, grateful and brimful that these things yet remain.
The research I did just recently, though, seems to indicate that soy is actually highly beneficial for women, that the phytoestrogens help balance hormonal conditions rather than aggravate them. Add in the ways it improves insulin resistance, lowers cholesterol, and is protective against breast cancer, and I decided I should probably start eating more of it. It's also a completely new ingredient to play around with, which tickles my creativity and culinary curiosity. That's something Sev can appreciate, but I'm sure he's very tired of hearing me talk about it.
If I promise to stop raving about tofu, will you do the honors of sharing the quizzes today, Sev? ::bats eyelashes:: Hmm? Hmmmmmm? ::grumbling rumble and flutter of parchment:: Ooh, I love the vines climbing up the side of the scroll. The leaves are so delicate!
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sophie hatter. (howl's moving castle.) |
| Which Lady from Children's Literature Are You? |
I could definitely see this, especially the sometimes grouchy and bold-yet-lacking-confidence bits. I'm also fairly practical and occasionally clever, but if I remember correctly, Sophie is much calmer and more dignified in the face of adversity than I am. Still, we have the same taste in men and, I agree, probably need to remember more often how loved we are by those around us. (Sophie image by Tania Baj)
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nutty naturist |
| Find Your Milk Type |
I know so little about nut milks that I'm not really sure if they truly are as sustainable as they purport to be, but I do love nature and try very hard to live in increasingly green ways. Also, I love almonds...and cashew milk, which feels almond milk-adjacent, is freaking delicious!
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you are the only one who can find a way out |
| Confess Your Secrets to Me and I'll Tell You What You Need to Hear |
This is one of those feelings that comes and goes, waxing through moments of frustration and bootless action and waning when I feel as if the choices I make, the things I do, have impact and improve my life. Sometimes, it feels as if the only way to escape is to cut ties with everything I've ever done and ever known and start fresh. Sometimes, that feeling goes to much darker places, where I know better than to linger. But when my life feels at its most frozen, its most hopeless, when every choice and every action seems to lead further into a maze of dead end after dead end, the way out almost always lies in turning to the small and glimmering joys in my life, breathing their flickering flames a little brighter, and cupping my hands around their warmth, grateful and brimful that these things yet remain.