Life and times of a pork-eating Vegetarian

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I love love love my veggies… and then I love pork (especially the spicy pork tenderloin from sandbar in Anguilla… that sh*t is bananas!). I’ve tried to be a vegetarian but pork thou doth tempt me. So I’ve given up and I’ve just decided to call myself the pork-loving vegetarian. Today I made some sort of basil noodles. No pork but it was good so I thought that I would share.

You will need:

Noodles/pasta (I used rice noodles but anything works)
Cherry/grape tomatoes
Broccoli
Mushrooms
Basil
Garlic
Olive Oil
Black pepper
Onion powder
Garlic powder
Salt

Prep:

Noodles:
1.     Prepare your noodles (instructions on the back of the packet)
2.     Drain excess water in a colander or something. (You can also do it Caribbean style by using the cover of the pot to trap the noodles while the water runs out)

Make your pesto:
·      In a chopper combine basil (about 3 branches or so),  1 teaspoon of salt (now I don’t put salt in anything else so really use your judgment), and 3 to 4 cloves of garlic. About a ¼ cup of olive oil (by now I guess it’s obvious that I don’t measure ) and  Put that bad boy to chop .

On a cutting board.

·      Slice tomatoes in half, chop mushrooms and broccoli. The amount of veggies that you use depends on you. I love veggies so I put in about 6 mushrooms sliced, a huge head of broccoli and about half the packet of cherry tomatoes.



Now to the cooking part:

·      Use one of those big stir fry/frying pan and place on the medium heat. Wait for the pan to get hot then drizzle some olive oil and wait for that to get hot.
·      Now throw in those veggies and stir and stir, add a dash of black pepper, some garlic powder and onion powder to taste.
·      Here I like to also throw in some of my pesto.
·      Add those noodles that were draining… toss toss
·      Then add the remaining pesto…toss toss again

Remove from heat when you think it’s done. I usually taste my mushrooms. If they are done then everything else is ready to go.

It really is simple; I Just haven’t mastered the art of giving a recipe. So in short

1.     Boil your noodles
2.     Make your pesto
3.     Chop your veggies
4.     Combine

Top with some Parmesan cheese if you want


Ps. When I use rice noodles for some reason I don’t get the veggies to mix well with the noodles. It’s almost as if the noodles cling to themselves. Feel free to shoot me a message if you can help me out with this.





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Sometimes I use my camera

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It's been a while since I've seriously done  photography but I do miss it....Right now I have to admit I just dabble in it.. but  its def on my agenda to get back to seriously. When I do take up my camera here are some of the results


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I Wish I were a Whore

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I got up this morning like most mornings…. Worrying… Thinking about the future…and then I mumbled, “I wish I were a whore”. Well maybe I’m being a bit dramatic here but what I mean is that sometimes I wish I possessed the ability to be carefree. I’m not talking about those forced to be whores to feed their families, pay their bills or even because of an abusive past. I’m talking about the sexually liberated because they just want to be (those Samantha Jones out there) and no let me say I’m not glamorizing shit on tv. (so all you activist out there please be quiet and listen to where I’m coming from… that is if you’re even reading this). There is a certain level of bravery that I have to admire in those who are sexually liberated. Being sexually promiscuous is dangerous (that’s a no brainer), there may be mistakes that you can’t do over, mistakes that may change your life forever but the sexually liberated go ahead anyway. This is where my admiration for whores come in … in the face of danger they still risk it to seek personal satisfaction.  How many of us have said fuck the odds I’m going to do me… not many…not me

There are many other examples out here Nadja why do you have to choose this one? Well simply because it’s the example that scares me the most.  It’s one of the most high stakes games that I’ve seen played.

 But it is true there are countless examples of this bravery. The greatest inventors, teachers, activist all exude the same kind of courageous behavior. They risk it, even with the world telling them that they won’t make it out alive. We have the examples of the gains fearlessness can bring but we sit full of fear, risking personal satisfaction.

Look at me, I’m almost 25 (though I caught the psycho in me telling somebody I was 23 smh… didn’t even catch the lie till I was driving away). I took a break before grad school to sort out my life…. Mainly to write a book I’ve been working on… and do  you know that writing this book has made me apply to grad school even faster… I’m a coward.  I’m not brave like the whores or like the great men and women who’ve made their mark on society.  I’m filled with doubt and I’ve let society tell me that I’m just wasting my time.

For instance my immediate family medical history is riddled with cancer and heart disease, I’ve gotten so scared that at times I’ve held up the sign of the cross to all fats, oils ...and anything that taste good.  According to medical opinions I’m probably doomed anyway so I should try to slow down the process. (I can’t even eat without the world’s opinion...though I do understand that it is just out of concern).

Maybe the path to freedom for me begins with baby steps… who knows…

Anyway here’s a picture of my breakfast this morning. It’s my temporary mini fuck you to genetics. A glass of red wine (at least it’s red wine) and an oily piece of warmed over pizza… I raise my glass to freedom.


Carpe Diem
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On Rotation

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I want to post but truth is when I begin to write on my blog I get distracted and stray from the work I'm supposed to doing. So I try to write a blog post before or after doing work... so I'm just gonna share a few songs I keep playing to keep me through the night... Hope you guys like it too.

All in peril is not lost..every man must carry his cross(8)





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I must... I will... I have to

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So I’ve finished writing a couple articles and I’m waiting for somebody to be up so that I can chain them to the chair to listen to my articles (muahahhahahaaha). Poor things, I understand that they aren’t always interested in what I write but they listen and comment anyway and I have to say that’s what you call love. (Hopefully I will be able to give them awesome Christmas gifts) …

So while I wait I thought that I’d check messages and give my blog some love. I received a facebook message from an awesome friend joking with me about taking over the world. It’s funny because my over eager nature (as always) has caused me to bite off more than I can chew. Truth is I want to be successful and take the world by storm but my attempts have been pinky and the brain-ish.

Remember that book challenge … well I did start it, but I haven’t read half as many books as I set out to … (yeah I’m not going to say how many I’ve read so far, it’s embarrassing). I somehow forgot that I am a painfully slow reader who takes a whole minute to cackle at single joke in the passage, read it over and cackle again (for another minute). Then I book mark it and re tell the story to everybody who would listen (not that they care but when I find something funny I tend to not notice the why would I care abut this expression on somebody else’s face). I’m also easily amused so you can understand how slowly I get through books.

Then I get these brilliant ideas that I MUST Add things to my schedule. Not forgetting that I have other stuff to do but somehow momentarily forgetting that there are only 24 hours in the day. Its funny how my relationship with time comes up in EVERYTHING I do because I’m so scared that I don’t get to do what I want to do …not to be morbid here … but just incase I die or just incase time somehow lets somebody else execute my idea before I do, I keep adding things to my roster…

I have to remember that …I must prioritize, I must get over my phobia of time.. I must be patient… I must accept competition and I must believe that things will work out for the best !... I must…I will.. I have to
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