For The Love Of Bento!

I've stayed up past my bed time again, trying to cheer myself up by watching adorable Japanese cooking videos on YouTube. I've been obsessed with bento forever but never brave enough to attempt one on my own. For now I'm content just looking at pictures like these fabulous examples:



Another discovery I made this evening is a hilarious Japanese Youtube show called "Cooking With Dog" where a poodle named Francis makes everything from udon to tempura. To me the yummiest looking recipe was this but I am an octopus freak:

Spinsterhood & Cats

Last night I went to see The Psychedelic Furs with my friend Shu. It was a festival of hot girls that made me feel so insecure. They all seemed to have perfect skin, shiny hair, hot bodies, cool outfits and wonderful husbands and boyfriends...the life! As a single chubby girl who gets and occasional zit, growing out a bad hair cut, I felt green with envy to the point where I almost wish I hadn't gone.

After the show we walked to a bar where I ran into an old friend who gave me the scoop on an acquaintance's surprise divorce. They seemed to be a perfect couple, so happy and in love. They had great careers and a cute house in a trendy neighborhood, everything you could possibly want. Turns out the answer for the breakup is quite simple: he met someone hotter.

After last night I have really learned my lesson: looks are everything! Now that I'm out of my 20's it's pretty much futile to hope to find love unless I have expensive plastic surgery and develop an eating disorder. Since those are not options at this point I have my choice of living alone as a cat lady or join a convent. At least now that I know the infinite truth about men I can have the freedom to eat whatever I want, not shave my legs and save money on make-up. You see, there are pro's to this situation. I won't have to agonize about the fidelity of my mate of suffer the heartbreak of a painful divorce either. A fair trade I guess.



These aren't exactly new theories but I was always optimistic about finding true love until last night. Now that I have resolved to stay a single woman for the rest of my life I can fill my time with hobbies and interests I never had time for. Going to play with my cats now...

Gross Vintage Recipe of the Day

Taken from "The Thatched Kitchen Harvest & Holiday Cookbook" 1972.

Seafoam Salad
1 can Dole crushed pineapple
1 package lime gelatin
1 cup water
1/2 tsp. seasoned salt
1/2 tsp. dill weed
1/2 c. dry vermouth
2 c. dairy sour cream
Crisp salad greens

Drain pineapple well reserving all syrup. Add syrup to gelatin in a 2-quart sauce pan. Stir in water, seasoned salt and dill weed. Heat mixture to boiling, stirring constantly to dissolve gelatin. Remove from heat. Stir in vermouth. Chill until mixture reaches consistency of unbeaten egg white. Blend in sour cream. Fold in pineapple. Pour into a 1 1/2-quart ring mold. Chill firm. Unmold onto crisp salad greens to serve. Makes 6-8 servings.

People of Wal-Mart

I feel a little bad for ratting out the cashier that took 20 minutes to ring up the people in front of me because she was altering their prices. I went to Wal-Mart to take funny pictures of the shoppers after seeing The People of Wal-Mart website and after spotting a filthy homeless wearing a shirt that said "I may not be Mr. Right but I will fuck you till he gets here" on a previous trip. The guy in front of me was wearing sagged pink leopard jeans, revealing a pair of girl panties with the word "Love" on the butt. There were no pictures but for me the memory will live a long life in my head.

Sick Days

I am at home recovering from emergency gall bladder surgery. I let mine go for ten+ years knowing it was full of stones because I was scared but in doing that things were much worse. It's all good though. Aside from some scars and a bit of lingering soreness I feel much, much better than I have in years! I even lost a little weight. I'm going to post some gross pics of my gall bladder and a stone the doc let me keep really soon.