October 2010
2 posts
too much to say
I remember almost every meal I make for good friends - it’s because I usually want to say something, to prove a point. Things like “great to see you again,” “I really like you, so I’m going to cook you my most complicated meal,” or “feel better. fat and calories melts all of your sorrows away.”
I made three dishes today and packed them in plastic...
September 2010
3 posts
One (delicious) Rainy Day
Rainy Day - Part I: Morimoto
Gingerale. It’s a light and refreshing beverage. You can usually find it stored in green cans named after our friendly neighbors up North.
The milky liquid in the shot glass pictured below bears the same name, but it has nothing to do with the beverage I enjoyed(?) last Thursday.
Homemade Gingerale
One sip of this spicy concoction is enough to set your...
not just meals, per se
My room is an absolute mess right now - my desk drawers are left unnecessarily open, while washed and folded laundry, random papers, and a spilled bag of Hershey chocolates occupies a space of carpet next to my bed. It’s such a clear reflection of me, evidence of this addictive combination of progress, chaos, and sleep deprivation that defines my life as an NYU student.
I let the mess grow...