Things you can do for your future self that you will really appreciate:
Caramelize, like, a whole ton of onions.
Really, get a whole ass bag of yellow onions, peel, chop, cry, put on a podcast and start stirring those tasty bastards. Delgaze every so often. Do like, 12, 15 onions until they’re a thick, dark brown paste of flavor then spoon them into an ice cube tray and freeze.
So later, when you’re tired and Don’t want fast food again, or it’s 3AM after a meds adjustment and you need curry right the fuck now, or it’s family dinner night and you want to look like an adult, sad, tired, mentally wobbly future you can crack open the freezer, dump a cube or three in the pan with the chicken or curry or stuffing and get all that delicious goodness delivered to your brain without the effort of a hot stove right then.
So next time you have three hours to kill and want to do some self care,
Caramelize so many fucking onions.
i’ve posted before about the concerned looks i get from grocery store employees due to my regular habit of purchasing 40+ onions for caramelization purposes. they’re great in sandwiches
pro tips:
use butter instead of oil
low heat + lots of time = carmalezation magic
freeze in a large freezer bag squished flat
they shrink in the pan, you’ll only get < ¼ the volume you start with.
they last ages in the fridge
1. Do they not have Costo in your home dimension?
2. Personally I love the flavor of onion, esp the caramelized goodness, but can’t fucking stand the texture of onion so I cook them extra long, deglaze with the white wine people kept giving me as housewarming presents despite the fact I don’t drink to get the Fond AKA THE GOOD SHIT off the bottom/destroy the cell structure more, then ran them through the food processor to make… Like apple butter, but with Caramelized Onions.
It’s still really good on sandwiches, esp grilled cheese. You can also just add it to stock or salad dressings too!
3. You’re 100% right about using butter it works so much better. I think the browning of the butter adds a lot of flavor that you wouldn’t get with an oil.
4. … I should try this with the duck fat next time. That’d be baller.
5. You can also chop up your fresh herbs and store them in butter (which also freezes great) so they last longer and then you also have herb butter for either cooking or toast.
…people use oil for carmelizing onion? I’m a bit horrified by this.
Now I know what I’m doing when I get home: carmelizing onion, sautéing some mushrooms, and making those burgers that I found in the chest freezer last night.
if you haven’t seen it already, here’s the mindblowingly-crafted custom stepmania chart on it’s own (created by the same folk who are playing it on this machine)! even by itself it’s an amazingly made level but to think humans are capable of literally playing this by foot is just! wow!
Ooooooh dang I hadn’t seen that before that is SO COOL!! ❤ Wowie!
I don’t know how long this has been up on the BFI website but I just found it and AAHHHHHH. I was starting to wonder if I’d completely imagined the guy from the BFI at the screening in Bristol saying that they’d be releasing the remastered version as a DVD, let alone on blu-ray as well. Now I’m glad that my memory isn’t quite as bad as I thought it was and I get to watch it again in this shiny form sometime in the not too distant future.
EDIT: I got so excited about this that I didn’t even notice that it comes with 39 MINUTES of deleted scenes, which means I’ll also get to hopefully watch my favourite deleted scene in a less fuzzy form and maybe some new scenes too.
can’t watch blu-ray this is OUTRIGHT HOMOPHOBIA i *need to see this*
There is a DVD option as well, here, probably should’ve mentioned that before.
Without a doubt, whiteness is a bigger enemy of “white culture” than anything else.
As for me, if I had to name my ethnicity, I guess I’m German-American; and once upon a time, that used to really *mean* something, used to be something deeper and more meaningful than Lutheran church and polka music and pretending to give a shit about soccer. There used to be extended families, schools, Sprachenbund, festivals, distinct communities, all that good stuff, but that’s all gone now. “Now it is just another someplace where automobiles live,” as Herr Vonnegut once said. And it’s the same story with Irish, Hungarian, Swedish, Italian, Norwegian, Russian, et cetera and so forth immigrants to this brokedick country; there used to be rich, vibrant communities of European immigrants and the children of European immigrants that kept alive art, music, folklore, language, all that good stuff, that said loudly and proudly, “We are here, and this is who we are.”
That’s all gone now. Nowadays, ethnicity within whiteness is just an excuse to drink expensive beer at a folk festival once a year. And people of color didn’t do that, naw, the dominant WASP society did that, and we were complicit in going along with it, because we benefited materially from it, nevermind what we had to give up along the way. They’ll try to sell you a bill of goods about how integration did this; it’s actually the opposite.
White pride is not cultural pride because whiteness is not a culture; whiteness is the Borg. The truth is that white-identitarianism is how come I never got the opportunity to learn Diets on my Oma’s knee.
It’s stuffy and takes a long time to set up and is more reading than anyone feels like doing but Rudolf Rocker’s Nationalism and Culture is a huge-ass take on basically this by other means.
As a Jewish person who married into an Irish-German-Geek family, this is scarily accurate. They were astonished that my family had this entire side-culture that had nothing to do with America OR really to do with religion, but was entirely about being Jewish (culture) – music and food and jokes and language.They had no traditions that were specifically German or Irish or Greek (or even any celebration of that particular blending). My husband didn’t even have the (to me) expected smattering of German or Greek words in his vocabulary, and had no knowledge of the cuisines.
Even their Christmas traditions were kind of… homogenized Americana.
I have felt this strongly for a very very long time.
I have nothing of my Greek or Hungarian backgrounds, and almost nothing of my Jewish background because to earn whiteness, my family shed its cultures, its languages, its stories, and its everything. What I have of those things, I have had to excavate myself and there is so much that I don’t have the tools to access. Whiteness is like a gaping wound in my identity, its a sucking void that prevents me from finding the ground of my history to put my feet on.
whiteness requires that we do violence to ourselves in order to access it, there should be no surprise that it is expressed through diverting and amplifying that violence outward.
I experience whiteness as violence, and I genuinely do not understand how other white people find a place within it, and doubt that any of us do.
and maybe this is the source of white insecurity, the instinctual knowledge that we are trying to exist in a non-space, a space of lack, an emptiness. We defend whiteness because we live in a world that tells us that it will keep us safe, when we know on a gut level that the shield is made of cardboard, that the protection it affords is barely more than a placebo.
Whiteness is a poison. we can choose to counter it with an antidote, or we can poison ourselves and those around us for the appearance of safety.
I’m working on an audio transcript using voice recognition technology, and this gentleman has a very nice accent, but when he says “got” the word is often noted down as “God”.
We don’t know what God tested and what God registered as true or untrue.
We don’t know what God entered into the code since the last time we tested.
We don’t know what God ticketed as an issue and what just God ignored.
Now we know what God changed, but we don’t have a record of what God approved.
“We don’t know what God ticketed as an issue and what just God ignored.“
Everything. Block any bills they don’t like, make the budget they want, control every committee, subpoena evidence against Trump, call hearings, depose witnesses. They can’t pass their own legislation because they don’t have the Senate or a veto-proof House majority, but other than that, the sky’s the limit.
it worries me so much that there’s been this (mostly unintentional) culture built up around coming out, to where young lgbt kids are putting themselves in danger at school and at home because they don’t want to “live a lie.” i just want to say, i came out when i was 15 and it created a lot of difficulties in my life that i could have avoided by waiting until i was older. it isolated me socially, it exposed me to homophobia from my parents, my family, my teachers, and my classmates at the most important developmental stages of my own confidence and sense of self… closeted people are not living a lie. closeted people are surviving. don’t let anyone pressure you to come out before you’re ready. don’t put yourself at risk when you don’t have to.
Historically, the importance of coming out was put forward by Harvey Milk as a tactic for normalization through representation; if your librarian, your postal worker and seven of the people in your local sports fanclub are all gay & you’ve been friends for years with no disasters, the rhetoric of queers as a monstrous unknown Other collapses. The thing is, Milk was mainly talking to other adults who had their own means of survival; their own incomes, their own houses.
Yes, homophobia has been used & is being used to eject people from their apartments & that is monstrous, & yes there are vulnerabilities which can cause you terrible harm as an adult, but when you are so much more vulnerable, your job is surviving. The closet is a survival tactic, & that’s all it’s ever been. It is not your job right now to be on the front lines of queer representation. Ellen DeGeneres & Laverne Cox are taking care of that so that you can be safe, & we’re going to need you to still be with us in ten years, ok?
You can find people who are safe to be fully open with, and you deserve to be able to do that but you do not owe the intimate details of the way you fall in love to people who would not treat you with basic human dignity.
People who will put you in danger have no right to your privacy, and no right to honesty from you, if that’s the way you want to frame it.
Also, you don’t owe this information to anyone. Even if you’re not in danger. Even if you just don’t feel ready, or just don’t want to.
Nobody is entitled to this information and if you don’t know what you want to do with it yet, you don’t have to do anything.
screaming into the void since '89 