…why, at 25 years old and with a good job, do I still give up my weekend nights to babysit? I will answer them with this:
To inspiere people, obviously!
Oh man, have I missed you all! It’s been almost 6 months to the day (!) since I last posted and lots of things have changed in my life. First of all, WordPress has made a lot of upgrades to their blogging platform, so it feels really weird and unfamiliar and it’s making my armpits kind of clammy. I’ve also been at my not-so-new job for a little over 8 months now and I am incredibly happy with the company I work for and the people I work with. They make me laugh and I wear a lot of Chambray now…and combat boots. I took a real vacation to visit my roommate from college and other friends out in LA which almost spurred a spontaneous move out there, but decided I would miss New York too much. I’ve also started saying “Oh man!” a lot in everyday conversations (see above), so look out.
Keeping with tradition, I have continued to eat my way through Manhattan, Westchester County and some of Long Island, and have found some things you might find interesting which I will post about in the future.
This little tidbit was sent to me this morning and it came in the form of: Ice Cream.
Frozen Yogurt, to be specific. You all know that I can tear through a pint or 9 of ice cream on occasion, but here’s a reason to not feel as guilty when doing so. My best friends Ben and Jerry have come out with a line of GREEK FROZEN YOGURT.
Imagine your loyal breakfast friends Fage or Chobani made into a tasty dessert! Frozen yogurt with fiber? It’s like Jamie Lee Curtis’ dream! Flavors that I am most excited for are banana peanut butter and blueberry vanilla graham – hot damn! No more flavors with the word Chubby in them for me! I hope my local bodega carries them soon so they can charge me $12. Yay Manhattan!
And yay for being back.
As I sit here assessing the aftermath of Hurricane Irene, all I can see is destruction. Outside it is rain-soaked and quiet, eerily so for a usually busy Manhattan neighborhood, but inside, inside my stomach that is, there has been tragedy of heavy proportions. Let me explain. You see, when I attended college at the University of Miami, the months of August and September were “Hurricane season” otherwise known as PARTY TIME! When school closed down in preparation for these storms, students would flock to grocery stores to stock up on essential supplies such as cases of beer and wine, chips, dips, cookies, candy and anything slightly unhealthy, because the world might end, you know? “Celebrate we will. Because life is short but sweet for certain.” Anyone who recognizes that Dave Matthews quotes knows I smoked a lot of pot in college. Fast forward to present day and completely drug-free (Hi mom and dad!), my body goes into immediate hurricane-mode. Once the news says to stay inside, a giant vacuum from within me begins to attack any carbohydrate and sweet located in my vicinity. Pasta, cookies, ice cream, popcorn. No Oreo is safe.
The morning after, as weathermen and women are out on the streets assessing the damage of Hurricane Irene, I sit here watching the movie Se7en with my stomach hanging over my pants (mind you, they are elastic stretch-pants so this shouldn’t happen). There must be a plan in place to address the carnage that has taken place.
And that plan is exercise. A great way to jump start your new life-outlook and the tire around your waist is Salutation Nation. On September 10th, 2011, Yogis and yoga-lovers and people who kind of attempt yoga (me) will come together from 9am-10am all over the country to participate in one giant yoga practice. No matter what your level, come out and join all the others who inhaled a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Red Velvet Cake in less than 24 hours and treat your mind and body well for at least an hour out of your day. It will bring you good things, I promise you this.
Watch this video of Salutation Nation 2010 sponsored by Lululemon and try not to get excited.
If you’re in Manhattan and want to join me (and not laugh at how inflexible I am), give me a shout out in my comments and we can go together! A good time will be had by all. Unless someone farts, and then I will repeatedly laugh like an immature 8 year old boy and will be asked to leave. So please don’t do that.
Don’t stay mad at yourself that you ate an entire jar of queso in preparation of the end of the world. You and the rest of the people affected by Hurricane Irene will recover.
So lately I’ve been on kind of a “health” kick trying to focus on eating healthier, exercising more, and thinking more positively. I wanted to share with you an image that I find particularly “ass-kicking” and inspirational.
If her abs, arms and legs don’t make you immediately want to throw up any food you just ate, I don’t know what does! And she looks so fucking happy with those nut-cracker thighs! Ha ha ha, she laughs, “my muscles in place of fat are so wonderful!” I guess being healthy does make you happy!
Don’t you love when you’re listening to the radio and folding laundry and all of a sudden a song comes on that just makes you want to slow dance with yourself but then you think, no, I can’t slow dance with myself because I hate to lead.
If you can’t see the video, click here.
Makes you just want to put some fresh from the dryer socks in your back pockets and pretend like they are someone’s hands…
I just wanted to take a quick second to say hey to you all (“Hey!”) and share with you a quote that I stumbled upon the other day. I think it really describes what I have been through in the last few months and how I am feeling about the present and also, the future.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” – Douglas Adams
I hope that if any of you every felt lost and confused about what move to make next, you read this quote and realize that things happen for a reason and that the path you take will ultimately teach you something. Don’t waste time over -analyzing the little things and just enjoy it all!
Man, this post is cheesy!
Last weekend I was strolling the aisles of my favorite Korean Market in New Jersey and they were giving out samples. As a fan of free food, I shuffled my way over to the table and there sat these cut up white pieces in a brown sauce. Not knowing what it was, I obviously ate it and then asked “What is that?” The woman tells me it is Nagaimo. This didn’t help me much, but it tasted good, so of course I threw it in my basket with the sauce they used on it and checked out. I made it at my apartment tonight and this is my story.
I forgot to describe what it looks like, but I’ll do you one better.
It’s a giant hairy potato. These actually come over a foot long, but for selling purposes they cut them in smaller pieces.
You have to peel it with a vegetable peeler and the weirdest thing happens. The vegetable under the skin is slippery. Like if you were to put lube all over a peeled potato. I don’t want anyone getting over excited so I will stop there.
If you can actually get a grasp on the slippery little sucker, you cut it up into bite size pieces and pour ponzu sauce over it. The supermarket was using this brand and I definitely have had it before at restaurants and really like the flavor.
And here is the final product:
And I gotta tell you, I just didn’t like it. I may even dislike it more than oatmeal. When I first tasted it in the store, it reminded me of Jicama. Crunchy, refreshing, light, but with the Nagaimo I could not get past the texture. And I am a huge fan of weird textures – don’t even get me started on how Oysters feel like human tongues. The Nagaimo actually turns the ponzu sauce into a sticky goo. I had a few bites and ended up throwing it out. I felt wasteful, but shit happens.
Of course after I ate it and didn’t like it, I decided to use the world wide web to look up what it is and a lot of my questions were answered. Let me shed some light.
Nagaimo is a type of Japanese yam that is low in calories, high in protein and full of nutrients. (Explains why I threw it out.) When you cut it, it should be white and moist. (They say moist but they mean lubed.) When handling Nagaimo, some people may experience itching due to an allergic reaction. (HOLY SHIT this explains the rash I got while preparing it but I thought it was unrelated.) Whole Nagaimo should be wrapped in newspaper and stored in a cool dark place in order to remain fresh longer. (Like a bat…wrapped in newspaper.)