Re-bloggin My Friend Andrea

This is the post my friend Andrea wrote today and I feel the need to share it with you all:

 

 

Our fake thanksgiving dinner/fake birthday celebration

 

A couple of weeks ago, before all the shit stuff happened, my friends decided that, being English majors and all, it'd be nice to embrace another foreign tradition and have a fake thanksgiving dinner. I obviously thought this was a great idea, but when I entered Esther's living room I found it decorated with these funny looking horses and a banner that said "happy birthday".

For a moment I stood there thinking. "Wait a minute. Is it someone's birthday today? Whose? Oh crap, I missed it and I'm gonna look like a shit friend", but then I realised it was my birthday that we were celebrating. And this was my first ever surprise party.

We ate some pretty looking food. And the karma was so good we got a heart-shaped piece of bread.

The mood was so good that Lou Lou left us a little present on a napkin, and we moved on to the desserts. Yes, plural.

It was Esther's first time, but Lou Lou seemed to be an expert. Although Esther was an expert in the cheesecake field (check her blog soon for the recipe!)

And in case this wasn't enough, we had hot chocolate on a stick. YES! ON A STICK! I was excited. We were all excited. Hell, I am STILL excited. This should be so easy to make with funky shaped chocolate molds, and it would make a great little gift. Bea was excited too.

Here's how this chocolate works: You add hot water,

Do disgusting things with it while it melts, comparing it with poo as many times as possible.

And stare in wonder when you realise your mug matches your macaron AND that one can be balanced on the other.

It was pretty nice, but by the time we were done we were all so full that we needed a digestive aid, so Esther went back in time to the 60s and got out this bottle.

A wonderful evening was had by all. A lot of pressure has been placed upon my shoulders to post my presents, but I think this post is a bit too much for now, so check back soon to see what I got.

Hello blog, it is good to be back.

First post

I think the most appropriate way to begin with something is by means of explaining why you do so. So why do I write a blog? Well, the answer is quite easy: because I love writing and you could say that, in a way, I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. So in this blog I'm doing something easy and difficult at the same time, that is telling you what comes to my mind, no matter if it's poems, music, photos, film or literature reviews, recipes or just my thoughts. I'd like to share all this with you 'cause you deserve it, at least only because you read me.
Secondly, probably you're asking yourself about the name of the blog. Well, it comes from my favourite poem. It's not the one I consider the very best I've ever read, but it's important to me 'cause it was the one who put the seed of poetry to grow inside me. This poem, by Stephen Crane, may not be beautiful, sensitive, romantic...but it's raw and cruel as life is. And here it is where the dessert part comes, 'cause I also think (and hope) that life is sweet and full of beauty. Our best gift is the ability to find it.
To close this, my first post, I just have to tell you "Try it, taste it, and if you like it, REPEAT"

Stephen Crane

In the Desert

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter – bitter", he answered,
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."