I believe it was yesterday, perhaps the day before, that I mentioned a rice cracker recipe I wanted to try. Today just might be the day. But first, some good news! We found roommate number 3! She seems like she'll fit right into our weird little nest of sarcasm and African dancing. We are very very excited. It's crazy to think that in just a few weeks it'll just be Alyssa and I in the apartment. Until the newbies move in, that is. We still need to find number 4, but we want to give number 3 the chance to be a part of the picking process, since it will be her roommate after all. Anyhow we can't wait to switch things up. We're both ready for a change of pace and I think that this will be a very positive experience indeed.
But back to the crackers. I'm drawn to this particular recipe because it's essentially a blank slate. It's a cracker dough to which you can do whatever you want. There are so many flavor options! Each batch makes about three dozen which is pretty good considering how little it calls for, ingredients wise. It's basically flour, cooked rice, oil, and water. If it's a success, I'll probably be making these quite a bit. They're healthy and easy and I love having snacks around. Especially ones that I made. So for my first batch, I'm thinking maybe a garlic salt variety? Perhaps salt and vinegar? There's also the cinnamon sugar option. Or teriyaki. Shit! Do you see what I have to deal with?! The utter and complete stressor that my life has become?!
I just reread that last paragraph and I'm laughing to myself at how I said "I love having snacks around". Biggest understatement of the century. It's at the point where I don't buy them for myself because otherwise I eat them all in an hour. Example: last week when I made the candied citrus peels, I bought a bag of baked cheese crunchies from Trader Joes. I decided to crack them open and have a few while I worked on my lemons and oranges. The bag was empty before I was done with the prep work. To be fair, the bags aren't very large, but I mean jesus christ, woman, where's your self control! At least my addictive personality applies only to food and hoarding, and not drugs and porn. I got lucky there.
Aaaand to wrap this up, I may or may not have some exciting news tomorrow night so stay tuned. Well, it's not really news. It's more like I may or may not be doing something tomorrow night that will end up being worth mentioning. So stay tuned.
-LG
5.10.2011
5.08.2011
Alexa's Spring Salad.
I go to school in Oregon so the weather is rarely hot out, but today was warm and beautiful so I automatically wanted something healthy and fresh. I decided to whip up this delicious salad. My mom makes this salad for me everytime I’m home and I needed a homey meal to get me through these next five weeks. All the ingredients mend together so nicely and the eggs add that protein you need to get you through the day. The dressing is a very creamy mustard mixture that works wonderfully with the eggs and vegtables. It’s a fast and easy salad to make so I highly recommend trying it.
Ingredients:
-Half a bag of lettuce
-½ of a cucumber
-½ of a red onion
-2 eggs
Dressing:
-1 garlic clove minced
-Dash of salt and pepper
-2 tablespoons of olive oil
-1 tablespoon of honey mustard
-1 tablespoon of Dijon mustard
Directions:
Fill up a pot half way with water and let boil for the eggs. Once water is ready put in both eggs and let cook for ten minutes*. While waiting for the eggs you can prep the other ingredients. Chop up half a cucumber and half an onion. Once both are chopped to your preference set aside and make dressing. Blend the olive oil, both mustards, minced garlic, salt and pepper together with a whisk and set aside. Once eggs are cooked, peel the eggs and chop them up. Put all of the ingredients on the lettuce of your choice and then add dressing. Mix all together and taste to see if it needs more salt or pepper. Then bon appetit!
*Note: Eggs coming out of the fridge are cold, and putting them directly into hot water can cause them to crack. I suggest letting them sit for a few minutes in a bowl of warm water while you wait for the other water to boil. This way there's an easier temperature transition for the eggs. I also suggest putting them in a bowl of cold water once you've removed them from the boiling water. This will stop them from cooking (they continue to cook once removed from the boiling water) and it will also make them cooler to the touch/easier to handle.
May Mishaps and Mother's Day.
Happy Mother'a Day, all! I love this day. I love seeing all the sons and husbands on their way somewhere with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. There's something about seeing a man with flowers that gets me to grinning. I don't mean when they're for me. I just mean in general. It's one of my secret pleasures in life to observe people when they don't know they're being watched. And believe me, I've tried to come up with less creepy ways to say that and there just aren't any, okay? Anyway, I've always loved people watching. But it's more than just sitting on a park bench watching the passers by. It's the split second, the moment that turns my eye into a camera. It's one image, or a series of images. The man standing on the train platform holding a bouquet of peonies, dressed up because it's a special day. Mother's day is perfect for just such an image. I could write for days about the joys of people watching but that will be for another post.
Anyhow, I made the trek home this morning with a giant duffel bag full of laundry and a mind full of financial stress. But I suppose I'll start from the beginning. May has been an interesting month thus far. It's only been a week and already it's proven to be quite tricky. As I mentioned before, I'm broke. Hence my lack of new recipes considering I can't buy the necessary ingredients. Or I can, but one week at a time. For instance, I found a recipe for rice crackers that I really want to try. In general I hate the taste of rice crackers but for a gluten free eater, they're a decent snack. So on Friday after work I went to the store and left with brown rice flour and deoderant. Because when you're on as tight a budget as I am right now, you buy 1/5 of a cracker recipe and scented powder for your pits. You have to be very choosy. While food would be nice, not smelling like onions is nicer. At this rate I will have the crackers made by mid-August. I also really want to make gnocchi for my first Italian recipe, but it also requires brown rice flour. Gluten free flour/baking mixes come in small quantities for a large price so for now I'll have to choose between gnocchi and rice crackers. I hate that Alexa and I have already lost some momentum, but this isn't a permanent issue, I promise. She's smack in the middle of midterms and I'm smack in the middle of poor financial management. But we're not quitting! This is just a speed bump. Moving on to more mishappage, I'm sick. I have a sore throat, I'm back and forth with fevers, and I have a cough that makes me feel like I'm choking on my own lungs. You know what this means? I'm calling in to work again tomorrow. There's $80 that I could really use. On top of that, I ran out of all my necessities within a few days of each other. Facewash, moisturizer, toothpaste, and laundry detergent. So here I am. At my parent's house after a BART trip that I really couldn't afford with a laundry bag full of laundry that would have otherwise stayed dirty. I'm basically paying $10 to do a load of laundry. FML. And on top of all of this loveliness, I got asked out today by a guy far too many years my senior. Again. What the EFF is the deal? Do I mind getting asked out? Not particularly. But do I mind when the only males asking me out are in their late 20's or early 30's? Um, yes. I mind. Actually, this was probably the youngest one I've encountered. Generally speaking, these guys are in their 40's and clearly out of their minds. I don't think I've ever told this gem of a story, so here goes: about a month ago I stopped by Trader Joes on my way home from an eight hour day at work. I'm perusing the apples when out of the corner of my eye I see this 40 something year old man who, despite his receding hairline has hair to his shoulders. He's staring at me. I look at him and raise my eyebrows, hoping that the embarrassment of being caught will force him to look away. False. Apparently what I gave him was my "come hither" face. Not looking away, he manages to navigate his way around the apple bin and sidle up to me with what has got to be the creepiest smile ever. I'm expecting him to greet me, drop a cheesy line, introduce himself at least. But no. He opens up with "I heard a really inspiring song today". *Crickets*. My first thought is "oh shit, he's trying to convert me in the middle of the produce section". My second thought is "what the fuck?!" What does one even say to that? I'm pretty sure I said "oh yeah?" So he tells me he heard it just before getting to TJ's, it was really good. Then he proceeds to whip out his iPhone, ask if I want to hear it, and before I can say "what the hell is wrong with you?" he has Youtube opened and the video playing. So now I'm standing in the middle of the fruit section with a 40 year old no higher than my chin watching Joe Cocker sing "I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends" live from Germany on a frickin iPhone. All the while I'm still trying to pick out apples. "Yes," I agree, "that's a good one". As I start pushing my cart away, anywhere away I don't care where just get me the FRICK out of here, he says "can I send you the link?". I'm sorry, what? Are you frickin kidding me with this? I mean does this work for him? Was I a guinnea pig or has he tried this on other women and been met with great success? And do I look that stupid? Sure, perfect stranger, here's my email address. I can't wait to see how creepy you can be in writing since your live performance is spellbinding. "No thanks," I say, "I can just look it up on Youtube". He then proceeds to act like it's a super hard video to find and he's not sure what it's called and he wouldn't even know where to find it and no, he'd better send me the link. He then proceeds to start asking me about my life. The fact that I'm clearly a college student doesn't seem to deter him. I don't even remember how this debacle ended. But I do know that a week later, at the same time, I was at TJ's doing my weekly shopping and guess who else was there! Yep. He had a beanie on this time but I would recognize those skinny little legs and that red windbreaker anywhere. I then spent the next 30 minutes playing hide and seek, peeking around corners, and looking over my shoulder. Moral of the story: if you're older than 23, I'm not interested! Please do not stare at me, approach me, or tell me that I have piercing eyes (yes, that happened too).
Anywaaaaay, other than all of that, May has been kind to me. And despite the fact that I'm living paycheck to paycheck, I can't stay down for too long. The sun is shining, school is over in a week (not that that should change anything, considering I no longer attend my classes), and summer is just around the corner. Next up is Alexa's most recent recipe! Happy Mother's Day, folks!
-LG
Anyhow, I made the trek home this morning with a giant duffel bag full of laundry and a mind full of financial stress. But I suppose I'll start from the beginning. May has been an interesting month thus far. It's only been a week and already it's proven to be quite tricky. As I mentioned before, I'm broke. Hence my lack of new recipes considering I can't buy the necessary ingredients. Or I can, but one week at a time. For instance, I found a recipe for rice crackers that I really want to try. In general I hate the taste of rice crackers but for a gluten free eater, they're a decent snack. So on Friday after work I went to the store and left with brown rice flour and deoderant. Because when you're on as tight a budget as I am right now, you buy 1/5 of a cracker recipe and scented powder for your pits. You have to be very choosy. While food would be nice, not smelling like onions is nicer. At this rate I will have the crackers made by mid-August. I also really want to make gnocchi for my first Italian recipe, but it also requires brown rice flour. Gluten free flour/baking mixes come in small quantities for a large price so for now I'll have to choose between gnocchi and rice crackers. I hate that Alexa and I have already lost some momentum, but this isn't a permanent issue, I promise. She's smack in the middle of midterms and I'm smack in the middle of poor financial management. But we're not quitting! This is just a speed bump. Moving on to more mishappage, I'm sick. I have a sore throat, I'm back and forth with fevers, and I have a cough that makes me feel like I'm choking on my own lungs. You know what this means? I'm calling in to work again tomorrow. There's $80 that I could really use. On top of that, I ran out of all my necessities within a few days of each other. Facewash, moisturizer, toothpaste, and laundry detergent. So here I am. At my parent's house after a BART trip that I really couldn't afford with a laundry bag full of laundry that would have otherwise stayed dirty. I'm basically paying $10 to do a load of laundry. FML. And on top of all of this loveliness, I got asked out today by a guy far too many years my senior. Again. What the EFF is the deal? Do I mind getting asked out? Not particularly. But do I mind when the only males asking me out are in their late 20's or early 30's? Um, yes. I mind. Actually, this was probably the youngest one I've encountered. Generally speaking, these guys are in their 40's and clearly out of their minds. I don't think I've ever told this gem of a story, so here goes: about a month ago I stopped by Trader Joes on my way home from an eight hour day at work. I'm perusing the apples when out of the corner of my eye I see this 40 something year old man who, despite his receding hairline has hair to his shoulders. He's staring at me. I look at him and raise my eyebrows, hoping that the embarrassment of being caught will force him to look away. False. Apparently what I gave him was my "come hither" face. Not looking away, he manages to navigate his way around the apple bin and sidle up to me with what has got to be the creepiest smile ever. I'm expecting him to greet me, drop a cheesy line, introduce himself at least. But no. He opens up with "I heard a really inspiring song today". *Crickets*. My first thought is "oh shit, he's trying to convert me in the middle of the produce section". My second thought is "what the fuck?!" What does one even say to that? I'm pretty sure I said "oh yeah?" So he tells me he heard it just before getting to TJ's, it was really good. Then he proceeds to whip out his iPhone, ask if I want to hear it, and before I can say "what the hell is wrong with you?" he has Youtube opened and the video playing. So now I'm standing in the middle of the fruit section with a 40 year old no higher than my chin watching Joe Cocker sing "I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends" live from Germany on a frickin iPhone. All the while I'm still trying to pick out apples. "Yes," I agree, "that's a good one". As I start pushing my cart away, anywhere away I don't care where just get me the FRICK out of here, he says "can I send you the link?". I'm sorry, what? Are you frickin kidding me with this? I mean does this work for him? Was I a guinnea pig or has he tried this on other women and been met with great success? And do I look that stupid? Sure, perfect stranger, here's my email address. I can't wait to see how creepy you can be in writing since your live performance is spellbinding. "No thanks," I say, "I can just look it up on Youtube". He then proceeds to act like it's a super hard video to find and he's not sure what it's called and he wouldn't even know where to find it and no, he'd better send me the link. He then proceeds to start asking me about my life. The fact that I'm clearly a college student doesn't seem to deter him. I don't even remember how this debacle ended. But I do know that a week later, at the same time, I was at TJ's doing my weekly shopping and guess who else was there! Yep. He had a beanie on this time but I would recognize those skinny little legs and that red windbreaker anywhere. I then spent the next 30 minutes playing hide and seek, peeking around corners, and looking over my shoulder. Moral of the story: if you're older than 23, I'm not interested! Please do not stare at me, approach me, or tell me that I have piercing eyes (yes, that happened too).
Anywaaaaay, other than all of that, May has been kind to me. And despite the fact that I'm living paycheck to paycheck, I can't stay down for too long. The sun is shining, school is over in a week (not that that should change anything, considering I no longer attend my classes), and summer is just around the corner. Next up is Alexa's most recent recipe! Happy Mother's Day, folks!
-LG
5.06.2011
Holy Crepe!
Ha! See what I did there? Anyway, I just thought I'd share some details of my day. I didn't do much of anything but at one point I got hungry, went into my kitchen, and thought "I'm gonna bake something!" So dammit, I did. It took all of 5 minutes to whip it together and 20 minutes to bake. Such a good choice. Now I have something to snack on this week. I made another "muffin cake" but this time I added some of the orange compote to it, along with some vanilla extract and it's quite good! In fact I could have gotten away with adding more of the compote since the flavor is almost too subtle. But with some butter and honey on it, my goodness it's delightful! Then around 3 I decided that maybe I should shower and brush my teeth. Better late than never. I spent a good deal of time dancing in my bathroom while getting ready for my night out. One of my biffles managed to score two free tickets to an early showing of Bridesmaids and oh my sweet Jesus I laughed through the entire thing. It is frickin hilarious. I definitely need to go back with my sisters in honor of the upcoming wedding. And I highly recommend that you all go see it when it comes out (you know, when the peasantry see movies. Not like us special folk, who see things a week early). It was playing at the Marina theater over on Chestnut, which is one of my favorite neighborhoods. I love the whole Marina district, but Chestnut is so pretty with all of it's shops and restaurants and there's always good people watching. Tonight especially, since it's Cinco de Mayo (congratulations, Mexico!) and the streets were pleasantly crowded with revelers in sombreros. After the movie got out we decided to walk around a bit and take in the sights. Then we started talking about Squat and Gobble (since there was one right down the street) and how neither of us had ever had a crepe! *Gasp!* It was 9:15 at this point so there was no way they were still open, right? WRONG! Not only were they open, but they were still serving! It was such a beautiful serendipity. I tell you, folks, the simple pleasures. One of my new years resolutions was to be more impulsive and so far it has not led me astray. It's mostly just led me to good food. I got the chicken pesto crepe and she got the "whole thing", which is a dessert crepe with nutella, bananas, cinnamon, walnuts, and I don't know what else but they were to die for. I didn't even realize until halfway through that I had effed up my gluten free diet. Shit! But it was tasty so I'm having a hard time feeling bad about it. I'll get back on the wagon tomorrow. Anyhow, I have to wake up in approximately 5 hours so I should really be getting to bed. And hopefully one of these days I'll actually have something exciting to share with you! Perhaps even a picture or two if you're lucky! Happy Friday and happy sunshine!
-LG
-LG
Candied Citrus Peels.
I may be half a week late on this bad boy but here 'tis! I found this on Allrecipes.com, so this is the recipe plus my added tips and failures. I will say that this particular recipe takes a lot of prep time. The cooking itself is easy, since you pretty much just let the peels do their thing. But the cutting and peeling is quite the process so make sure you have a large chunk of time set aside if you want to take these on. Also, go ahead and figure out what candied citrus peel is used for and how you would go about storing them. Then get back to me with what you find. Here we go!
For the lemon peels, you will need:
-3 whole lemons
-2 cups of water
-2 cups granulated sugar, or as needed
1. Slice the lemons into wedges.
2. With a spoon or knife, remove the pulp.
3. Now you should be left with the peel and a significant amount of white rind. The goal is to remove as much of the rind as possible. You basically want to be left with a thin sheet of yellow with no white rind at all if possible. The rind is what makes it especially bitter. So with a knife, cut away the rind.
4. If your lemon peels aren't already in thin strips, cut them so that they're about 1/2 inch wide.
5. In a small saucepan, bring water to a boil.
6. Once boiling, add your lemon peels and boil for about 5 minutes or until "tender", whatever the hell that means. I'm not gonna reach my hand into a pot of boiling water to test their tenderness.
7. With tongs, remove peels and set aside. Add sugar to water and bring back to a boil.
8. Place peels back in the boiling sugar-water and let boil until "transparent". The recipe didn't specify whether it meant once the liquid was transparent or once the peels were transparent. But I decided it meant once the peels were transparent. They won't go completely clear, obviously, but let them boil for a fair amount of time until they're thin and coated with a good amount of the syrup.
9. Once finished, remove peels from syrup and set aside to dry. The syrup can now be used as a simple lemon syrup.
For the oranges, it's the same process. I used 3 large navel oranges and that was too many, so 1 or 2 should be just fine. Removing the rind is just as important with the oranges. I found that the orange peels were tastier to eat plain than the lemon peels were. I also found that the orange sugar-water solution seemed to evaporate faster or more significantly than the lemon sugar-water did. This left me with much less, but much thicker, orange syrup than lemon syrup. In fact the orange syrup was thicker than honey and could have been made into orange suckers. I may have inadvertently used less water with the oranges, but I'm not sure.
Not wanting to waste the actual fruit, I made lemon compote and orange compote. The lemon compote has definite potential, but unfortunately this particular batch turned out much more sour than I realized. The orange compote was a straight up mistake and unless I can bake it into a batch of muffins or bread, I'll have to toss it. Or maybe I'll use it as a marinade. So many options, friends!
*Note: I wrote this on Wednesday and forgot to post it! I am so very sorry!*
For the lemon peels, you will need:
-3 whole lemons
-2 cups of water
-2 cups granulated sugar, or as needed
1. Slice the lemons into wedges.
2. With a spoon or knife, remove the pulp.
3. Now you should be left with the peel and a significant amount of white rind. The goal is to remove as much of the rind as possible. You basically want to be left with a thin sheet of yellow with no white rind at all if possible. The rind is what makes it especially bitter. So with a knife, cut away the rind.
4. If your lemon peels aren't already in thin strips, cut them so that they're about 1/2 inch wide.
5. In a small saucepan, bring water to a boil.
6. Once boiling, add your lemon peels and boil for about 5 minutes or until "tender", whatever the hell that means. I'm not gonna reach my hand into a pot of boiling water to test their tenderness.
7. With tongs, remove peels and set aside. Add sugar to water and bring back to a boil.
8. Place peels back in the boiling sugar-water and let boil until "transparent". The recipe didn't specify whether it meant once the liquid was transparent or once the peels were transparent. But I decided it meant once the peels were transparent. They won't go completely clear, obviously, but let them boil for a fair amount of time until they're thin and coated with a good amount of the syrup.
9. Once finished, remove peels from syrup and set aside to dry. The syrup can now be used as a simple lemon syrup.
For the oranges, it's the same process. I used 3 large navel oranges and that was too many, so 1 or 2 should be just fine. Removing the rind is just as important with the oranges. I found that the orange peels were tastier to eat plain than the lemon peels were. I also found that the orange sugar-water solution seemed to evaporate faster or more significantly than the lemon sugar-water did. This left me with much less, but much thicker, orange syrup than lemon syrup. In fact the orange syrup was thicker than honey and could have been made into orange suckers. I may have inadvertently used less water with the oranges, but I'm not sure.
Not wanting to waste the actual fruit, I made lemon compote and orange compote. The lemon compote has definite potential, but unfortunately this particular batch turned out much more sour than I realized. The orange compote was a straight up mistake and unless I can bake it into a batch of muffins or bread, I'll have to toss it. Or maybe I'll use it as a marinade. So many options, friends!
*Note: I wrote this on Wednesday and forgot to post it! I am so very sorry!*
5.03.2011
Once Again...
...let me apologize for not having the recipes posted in a timely manner! Between Alexa's midterms and my empty bank account, it has been difficult to stay perfectly on schedule. Why should being broke affect my cooking? Because until today, I hadn't grocery shopped in about two weeks. That's why. I can say that I did try a new recipe today (candied lemon and orange peels) and that I'm thinking I'll use that for last week's recipe. But I'll have to do that tomorrow because while it's a simple recipe, they do take me quite some time to write out. Plus I don't know what to do with them. Or how to store them. Or if they even need to be stored. I didn't get that far. So as of right now I have two plates of candied citrus peel kickin' it on my kitchen counter.
Today I spent the day sleeping in until 11 (which, sadly, isn't as satisfying as it was when I was in highschool), making a trip to Trader Joes, buying more weight than I can realistically carry, walking back to my apartment while trying to keep my produce and almond cookies from falling out of my ridiculously large canvas bag, candying peels, and discovering an overwhelming amount of beautiful music. It was a slow day, but it felt somewhat productive. I love being in the kitchen, and the more I'm in there, the more I love it. I should clarify. I love cooking in the kitchen. Cleaning the kitchen is not quite as meditative as cooking. But after spending $60 on groceries today, which is quite a bit more than I usually spend, I decided that if I'm going to spend money I'm going to spend it on food. If cooking makes me happy, and since I need to eat, then my money is better spent on food than it is on a pair of heels I'll only wear a few times. I suddenly just remembered that I need to do laundry. My clean underwear is at a critically low level...I digress. As I was saying, as long as I eat all the food I buy and waste as little as possible AND only buy food that I have a specific plan for, then I am okay with this new budget of mine.
In other news, the roommate search is going off without a hitch! Like gangbusters! I was about to list a third lil' cliche but none came to mind. Anyway, we posted the ad today and already got like 15 responses so shit just got real. It's kind of nerve wracking looking for new roommates. Living with someone is completely different from being their friend or acquaintance. But it's exciting, too, and I think we may have already found at least one person who fits the bill. I'll keep you updated! And with that I need to go get ready for bed. It's hump day tomorrow, hooray!
-LG
Today I spent the day sleeping in until 11 (which, sadly, isn't as satisfying as it was when I was in highschool), making a trip to Trader Joes, buying more weight than I can realistically carry, walking back to my apartment while trying to keep my produce and almond cookies from falling out of my ridiculously large canvas bag, candying peels, and discovering an overwhelming amount of beautiful music. It was a slow day, but it felt somewhat productive. I love being in the kitchen, and the more I'm in there, the more I love it. I should clarify. I love cooking in the kitchen. Cleaning the kitchen is not quite as meditative as cooking. But after spending $60 on groceries today, which is quite a bit more than I usually spend, I decided that if I'm going to spend money I'm going to spend it on food. If cooking makes me happy, and since I need to eat, then my money is better spent on food than it is on a pair of heels I'll only wear a few times. I suddenly just remembered that I need to do laundry. My clean underwear is at a critically low level...I digress. As I was saying, as long as I eat all the food I buy and waste as little as possible AND only buy food that I have a specific plan for, then I am okay with this new budget of mine.
In other news, the roommate search is going off without a hitch! Like gangbusters! I was about to list a third lil' cliche but none came to mind. Anyway, we posted the ad today and already got like 15 responses so shit just got real. It's kind of nerve wracking looking for new roommates. Living with someone is completely different from being their friend or acquaintance. But it's exciting, too, and I think we may have already found at least one person who fits the bill. I'll keep you updated! And with that I need to go get ready for bed. It's hump day tomorrow, hooray!
-LG
How To Be A Good Blogger...
...and why I suck at it.
It takes pictures, people. A lot of them. And good ones. You have to be the kind of person who carries their camera everywhere with them and takes pictures of every single detail that makes up your day. You also need a friend or boyfriend/girlfriend or sibling who happens to be available all the time to come with you on your various adventures and snap photos of you walking/eating/browsing/standing. This sounds like I'm being critical or sarcastic, and I swear I'm not. That's just the reality of the situation. And I am/have none of those things. There are times when I think "man I wish I had a camera right now", especially for beautiful views and architecture. But even when I do have a camera with me, I'm too busy enjoying the view to remember to take a picture of it. I like to just absorb my surroundings, experience my food, walk around the city, without having to interrupt my flow of activity and thought to capture it on camera. So for that I apologize. I can imagine that this little blog can feel pretty mundane, and seem like a place for me to ramble incessantly about god knows what. But I'm not going to lie, I enjoy the transition it's made from what it was in the beginning. It feels much more like me now, and less like the person that I was trying to be. It's a pretty accurate portrayal of the ways in which I've been changing over the past few months and it's been interesting for me to both watch and experience. I hope it's been interesting for you too.
As far as the next few months go, big changes are ahead! School is ending in two weeks, I'm done at my job at the end of May, preparations for my sister's wedding are getting much more serious and I'm thinking about possible sewing projects for things to wear while I frolic on the beach, my month with my grandpa gets closer and closer, and chances are that I'll be spending a great deal of time at my parent's place during the month of June. Why, you ask? Because chances are I'll have no money and therefore staying in my apartment full time would be...well, hungry. Either way, I cannot wait for this summer to officially begin! I had a little taste of it this past weekend hiking the Las Trampas hills with a friend and sitting out on the back porch with my parents and my sister eating chips and oranges. It was perfect and such a tease!
Anyhow, I need to go be productive and take advantage of the beautiful weather outside so off I go!
-LG
It takes pictures, people. A lot of them. And good ones. You have to be the kind of person who carries their camera everywhere with them and takes pictures of every single detail that makes up your day. You also need a friend or boyfriend/girlfriend or sibling who happens to be available all the time to come with you on your various adventures and snap photos of you walking/eating/browsing/standing. This sounds like I'm being critical or sarcastic, and I swear I'm not. That's just the reality of the situation. And I am/have none of those things. There are times when I think "man I wish I had a camera right now", especially for beautiful views and architecture. But even when I do have a camera with me, I'm too busy enjoying the view to remember to take a picture of it. I like to just absorb my surroundings, experience my food, walk around the city, without having to interrupt my flow of activity and thought to capture it on camera. So for that I apologize. I can imagine that this little blog can feel pretty mundane, and seem like a place for me to ramble incessantly about god knows what. But I'm not going to lie, I enjoy the transition it's made from what it was in the beginning. It feels much more like me now, and less like the person that I was trying to be. It's a pretty accurate portrayal of the ways in which I've been changing over the past few months and it's been interesting for me to both watch and experience. I hope it's been interesting for you too.
As far as the next few months go, big changes are ahead! School is ending in two weeks, I'm done at my job at the end of May, preparations for my sister's wedding are getting much more serious and I'm thinking about possible sewing projects for things to wear while I frolic on the beach, my month with my grandpa gets closer and closer, and chances are that I'll be spending a great deal of time at my parent's place during the month of June. Why, you ask? Because chances are I'll have no money and therefore staying in my apartment full time would be...well, hungry. Either way, I cannot wait for this summer to officially begin! I had a little taste of it this past weekend hiking the Las Trampas hills with a friend and sitting out on the back porch with my parents and my sister eating chips and oranges. It was perfect and such a tease!
Anyhow, I need to go be productive and take advantage of the beautiful weather outside so off I go!
-LG
Roommates Needed!
Roomie and I are officially on the hunt for two new roommates. We should have been a few weeks ago but we are slackers. Anyway, the craigslist ad has been posted, so we are in business. I'm gonna re post the ad here because you never know, future roomies 1 and 2 could be readers of this here blogular!
"Hi! We are two 20 year old female SFSU students living in a 2 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment in Parkmerced and are currently looking for one or two female roommates, preferably in our age range, to take the second bedroom. Our monthly rent with 4 people is $450 plus utilities, Comcast, and PG&E. It never exceeds $500 total. For financial reasons, we prefer having two roommates as it makes the cost of rent more manageable. However, if one person wanted their own room and bathroom and didn’t mind covering the other half of the rent, we’re open to that too. The new tenant/s would start paying rent in June, since our current roommates will be moving out at the end of this month. We’re looking for a tenant/s to stay for the duration of the 2011/2012 school year.
We’re fun and laidback but keep a clean apartment. We’ve been trying to make our place more like home and like to treat it that way.
We want to meet with any prospective roommates in person and see if it would be a good fit and show you the apartment, so if this sounds like a place you’d be interested in, let us know!
-Lauren and Alyssa"
If anybody knows anyone in the San Francisco bay area looking for a place to live that's right off campus and the M line, let them know! You know how awesome I am, and Alyssa is just as cool. So seriously, spread the word!
-LG
"Hi! We are two 20 year old female SFSU students living in a 2 bedroom 2 bathroom apartment in Parkmerced and are currently looking for one or two female roommates, preferably in our age range, to take the second bedroom. Our monthly rent with 4 people is $450 plus utilities, Comcast, and PG&E. It never exceeds $500 total. For financial reasons, we prefer having two roommates as it makes the cost of rent more manageable. However, if one person wanted their own room and bathroom and didn’t mind covering the other half of the rent, we’re open to that too. The new tenant/s would start paying rent in June, since our current roommates will be moving out at the end of this month. We’re looking for a tenant/s to stay for the duration of the 2011/2012 school year.
We’re fun and laidback but keep a clean apartment. We’ve been trying to make our place more like home and like to treat it that way.
We want to meet with any prospective roommates in person and see if it would be a good fit and show you the apartment, so if this sounds like a place you’d be interested in, let us know!
-Lauren and Alyssa"
If anybody knows anyone in the San Francisco bay area looking for a place to live that's right off campus and the M line, let them know! You know how awesome I am, and Alyssa is just as cool. So seriously, spread the word!
-LG
5.01.2011
Went To See The Gypsy...
...and she told me I was destined to work in retail.
Just kidding, there is no gypsy. But I'm telling you, folks, I am way too good at customer service and it's freaking me out. Normally my job in the bookstore consists of standing for hours while reading magazines and folding shirts, and occasionally ringing up a customer (when people actually decide to come in the store, which isn't that often). When I do interact with customers, I love it. For the most part. A lot of them are my age, don't know how to make eye contact, and apparently never learned that when a cashier's hand is extended to them with palm raised, it means "put your money here". Not "toss your money on the counter while grunting". But do I get ornery with those little bastards? No I do not. I smile. I take their currency. I handle their purchases with care and ask if they're familiar with our return policy. No? I explain it in detail, but with few words. Because that's what customers like. I would know. I've been one before. But I digress. The point is, an average day at the bookstore doesn't provide me with too many opportunities to flex my customer service muscles. But Friday and yesterday were not your average day. Graduation is just around the corner, so USF holds a Grad Fair. They shouldn't call it this, as the word "Fair" connotes rides, games, bounce houses, and alcohol. This Grad Fair is more of a "free coffee and mini muffins in a multipurpose room that has tables for you to sign up for the Alumni Association, get your graduation tickets, pick up your cap and gown, and purchase landfill teddy bears and license plate borders from the bookstore table". But I'm okay with this ridiculous tradition because it means that I get to sell diploma frames to the proud and excited graduates. First of all, the Grad Fair is awesome because it includes free food and drink all day. Second of all, it means sitting around with my coworkers (way more employees working this thing than necessary, my manager's MO) talking nonsense for seven hours. Third of all, it means I get to kick some customer service ass. I don't know what it is, but I get a high from this crap. I love explaining why the Windsor finish frame with the medallion costs $25 more than the Classic finish frame with the embossed stamp. I love reminding them that the frames for the Master diplomas are going to be considerably larger than the Bachelor frames, and that yes PhD and Master are the same size. I love informing them that if they order today, shipping is free. And normally it's $35 dollars so it really is a deal. But of course, frames are always available in the bookstore if they're not quite ready to purchase today. I sicken myself. But damn I'm good. I sold the shit out of those frames. I'm not trying to sound cocky, I'm just telling it like it is.
In all honesty, though, I need a new job. I intend to get a new one in August when I'm back in the city, preferably one closer to where I live or closer to City College in order to lessen my weekly commute. But it has got to be a job where I'm working with people. Not in theory. Actual face-to-face, assisting the customer, working with people. Did I mention that I have fantastic phone presence? Because I do. That's an aside. I want a job that keeps me busy enough to keep my eyes off the clock. I want a job where I get to work with an awesome bunch of people. I want a job that will keep me thinking and engaged. I want a job that has windows so that I can actually see the sun and not just imagine that it's there. No more basements or back rooms for me. Put it out into the universe for me, readers. I'm counting on you.
-LG
Just kidding, there is no gypsy. But I'm telling you, folks, I am way too good at customer service and it's freaking me out. Normally my job in the bookstore consists of standing for hours while reading magazines and folding shirts, and occasionally ringing up a customer (when people actually decide to come in the store, which isn't that often). When I do interact with customers, I love it. For the most part. A lot of them are my age, don't know how to make eye contact, and apparently never learned that when a cashier's hand is extended to them with palm raised, it means "put your money here". Not "toss your money on the counter while grunting". But do I get ornery with those little bastards? No I do not. I smile. I take their currency. I handle their purchases with care and ask if they're familiar with our return policy. No? I explain it in detail, but with few words. Because that's what customers like. I would know. I've been one before. But I digress. The point is, an average day at the bookstore doesn't provide me with too many opportunities to flex my customer service muscles. But Friday and yesterday were not your average day. Graduation is just around the corner, so USF holds a Grad Fair. They shouldn't call it this, as the word "Fair" connotes rides, games, bounce houses, and alcohol. This Grad Fair is more of a "free coffee and mini muffins in a multipurpose room that has tables for you to sign up for the Alumni Association, get your graduation tickets, pick up your cap and gown, and purchase landfill teddy bears and license plate borders from the bookstore table". But I'm okay with this ridiculous tradition because it means that I get to sell diploma frames to the proud and excited graduates. First of all, the Grad Fair is awesome because it includes free food and drink all day. Second of all, it means sitting around with my coworkers (way more employees working this thing than necessary, my manager's MO) talking nonsense for seven hours. Third of all, it means I get to kick some customer service ass. I don't know what it is, but I get a high from this crap. I love explaining why the Windsor finish frame with the medallion costs $25 more than the Classic finish frame with the embossed stamp. I love reminding them that the frames for the Master diplomas are going to be considerably larger than the Bachelor frames, and that yes PhD and Master are the same size. I love informing them that if they order today, shipping is free. And normally it's $35 dollars so it really is a deal. But of course, frames are always available in the bookstore if they're not quite ready to purchase today. I sicken myself. But damn I'm good. I sold the shit out of those frames. I'm not trying to sound cocky, I'm just telling it like it is.
In all honesty, though, I need a new job. I intend to get a new one in August when I'm back in the city, preferably one closer to where I live or closer to City College in order to lessen my weekly commute. But it has got to be a job where I'm working with people. Not in theory. Actual face-to-face, assisting the customer, working with people. Did I mention that I have fantastic phone presence? Because I do. That's an aside. I want a job that keeps me busy enough to keep my eyes off the clock. I want a job where I get to work with an awesome bunch of people. I want a job that will keep me thinking and engaged. I want a job that has windows so that I can actually see the sun and not just imagine that it's there. No more basements or back rooms for me. Put it out into the universe for me, readers. I'm counting on you.
-LG
Out Like A Lamb.
I know that it's March, and not April, that's "In like a lion, out like a lamb". But the last day of April was as soft and sweet as any day in March could hope to be. I stepped outside on my way to work and was immediately overcome with feelings of gratitude. The sun was warm, the breeze was mild, and everything smelled like Jasmine. Which happens to be one of my favorite scents. I'm very aware of the fact that I will never forget this Spring. The past few months have been pivotal for me; so many things have changed in a short period of time. I keep trying to think of ways to verbalize it. I want to make a list of all the things that have changed, and of all the good that's come with waking up from a 20 year long Winter. But it's a long list. And it's 1:07 AM. This was supposed to be a waaay cooler post. Much more informative. And much more poetic. It's the thought that counts, right?
-LG
-LG
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