Broccoli

I love broccoli. Covered in cheese. In soup. In a veggie casserole. Even just plain steamed. It's delicious! This is probably a good thing, considering there are so many other foods to love that don't quite love you back as much.

And broccoli does love me! At least a little. It provides me with Vitamin C and beta carotene and also contains nutrients with anti-cancer properties. That's really pretty awesome. It makes me feel good that I eat broccoli. My favorite way to fix it lately has been steamed in the microwave with a curves steamer and then sprinkled with fresh grated parmesan cheese. Simple. Perfect. Delicious.

As long as I'm on the subject of veggies my other favorites are cabbage, cauliflower and brussel sprouts. I believe they're all from the same family of brassica vegetables. The only one I'm kind of uncertain about is cauliflower.

I love steamed brussel sprouts dipped in soy sauce. Yum. They're the perfect combination with each other. The sweet bitter mixed with the salty just makes my tongue dance. Similarly I love stir fried cabbaged and caraway seeds tossed with lemon juice and soy sauce. I'm noticing a pattern. I love simple foods that don't take many specific ingredients. I'm not a 15 step 20 ingredient cook. I'm a 5 ingredient 3 step cook. Much easier and better. Not that I can't do the other cooking it just isn't as appealing.

Enough about food. Yeesh. No wonder I have a little bit of extra cushion around my middle. I adore food too much!

So I swore I would never get a Kindle. And I find myself with a Kindle. It's not so terrible. It's actually kind of nice. I recieved it as a gift from one of my most thoughtful friends this Christmas and it's so convenient. I know I will find myself using it more than I ever thought I would. Especially because I seem to be traveling so much to different climates all in one trip. Which makes packing somewhat difficult. However, it does make for a more interesting trip.

The year of the panda

Once upon a time I used to play the bass. In high school, in my first two years of college, and now it sits hiding in my closet. My baroque flute that I couldn't live without, perished in my dorm room during my time of experimentation and delinquency. I did not care for it as I should have and it split, destroyed. Possibly the final crushing blow to my musical desire.

During my 4th year of college I changed majors from Art to Math. Other than a sketch here and there this ended my relationship with drawing. Which is sad because I remember enjoying it. Now it seems the only artwork that I do is beading or crocheting or of the craft persuasion. Which isn't a bad thing, but it is limiting in some ways.