There have been various requests for vegetarian recipes floating across my radar lately. A number of the things I cook are veggie or can be but I don't actually tag them as such.
Here are a round dozen:
Ancho chiles stuffed with black turtle beans - though I don't usually use tomatillos, and I normally bake the stuffed chiles in the sauce covered in a moderate oven for 30 minutes or so.
This one I think I invented, sort of, and you can use various green veggies: okra and green beans simmered in coconut milk with minced ginger and green coriander and crushed chillies (optional) and Thai fish sauce (optional). Takes about 45 mins.
The Famous Aubergine Dip (provided you can get hold of vegan Worcester sauce).
A riff on Gratin Provencale: la patronne racommande making it with sweet potatoes, v good indeed.
Broccoli/cauliflower/kalettes etc roasted with garlic
Bozbash - ingredients may be varied as wished/available.
Greek spinach rice: if you can eat cheese, this could be oomphed up to a main dish with cheese added.
Cinnamon aubergines - can also bake these in the oven.
Was at a dealership last night and they have a couple cars I really like. 2014 mazda 6 I sport and a 2012 Honda Accord coupe ex-l.
I mentioned next steps of possibly taking the cars to a mechanic for a look over and the guy mentioned they had a mechanic in house who could look the car over with me and explain things.
He then went on to say that all price negotiation had to happen before any third party inspection and that if everything 'checks out' the price we decided on before hand would be locked in.
Anyone else experience something like this before? This is my first time buying a car on my own. Seems a bit shady and vague. Like maybe there is something that the mechanic sees going wrong in 6 months. It's not immediate but it's still an issue. Thoughts?
Ghosts! How do they play a role in the genesis of Erika Lewis‘ new novel, Game of Shadows? Lewis is about to tell you. You’ll just have to imagine her telling you, in the dark, with a flashlight illuminating her face from under her chin…
It all started when I was seven. I remember how cold the graveyard felt in the middle of that hot and sticky summer day. Not the entire yard, mind you, but one particular spot. The marker said his name, which I can’t remember, and his age, which I can’t forget. He was seven when he died. Seven. And he died fighting in the Civil War. That’s when it happened. The gentle wave of a little hand that wasn’t really there. Or was it? I ran that day. Scared of what I saw. But that moment was enough to keep me curious for the rest of my life. Did the boy have something he wanted to say? Was that why he was still in that graveyard so long after he’d died? Obviously, I believe in ghosts. Could that incident have been a figment of my imagination? Maybe…
I lost my stepfather when I was seventeen. We were close but I hardly saw him the year he died. So much time spent in and out of hospitals. We never got to say too much, and there were things left unsaid after he was gone. And I wondered if he, like the little boy in the graveyard, would ever wave at me. Or whisper in my ear, letting me know that he was still around, hearing me tell him the things I never got to say, like thank you for being there when others weren’t. But he didn’t. And at seventeen, I stopped believing…for a little while.
Larger than life, my grandmother was my hero. She made life look easy, even when it wasn’t. She never minded a midnight call during my turbulent college years when I needed to bend her ear. She was always there. Always up! The woman never slept until after 3 a.m. After I moved to California, and she became ill, I knew she didn’t have long. I had visited, but she was so sick, it was hard for her to talk. Then one morning, a few months later, before dawn, I knew her soul was moving on. How did I know? Because she told me. Do you know that feeling between sleep and awake, when you don’t know if you’re dreaming or hearing voices? Maybe that’s just me. I doubt it though. That was the last time I saw her, well, heard her. She said, “Lovey,” that’s what she called me, “I have to go now. I want you to know I love you and am so proud of you.” Me, being me, asked, “Is Grandpa here?” Grandma giggled. She did this from time to time, not often, but every once in a while, particularly when she talked about my grandfather who had died when I was eight. So she giggled and said, “oh yes, he’s over there. See? The one with the sexy legs.” Seriously. Sexy legs. God, I loved her.
As you can see The Big Idea behind Game of Shadows was something percolating for a long time. An emotional journey that felt like it needed to start from where we all did, in our youth. Right in the middle of those golden years when you feel invincible. Unbreakable. A time in your life when you never think that anything bad could happen—especially to you. After all, when you’re young, it could never be you who had something left to say, and now can’t, right?
Ethan Makkai is a freshman at Venice High School. He’s in that sweet spot, feeling immortal, but he has something that grounds him. Ethan can see ghosts. He knows life goes on in some form or fashion. Life and death is the ultimate great divide, but is it when you can still talk to those you’ve lost? Can still feel their presence blanketing you, giving you warmth and comfort when you need it them most? Ethan Makkai’s life is touched by death all the time. But it isn’t until he’s dying that he realizes what death would mean, that there would be things left unsaid—by him.
In bringing Game of Shadows to life, I wanted to combine Ethan’s personal story with something else that I found incredibly interesting: Irish Celtic mythology. During the first cycle of Ireland’s history, the Mythological Cycle, bards passed on legends of tragic heroes and great loves. A time when the Tuatha De Danann, the gods and goddesses, walked the Emerald Isle, and their seat of power was at the Hill of Tara, not far from Dublin. It’s still there. You can wander through it if you like. I don’t recommend getting too close to the hawthorn trees through, not without a fairy offering! Anyway, in the legends, when the Tuatha De Danann lost the war with the Milesians, the humans, they departed through the mounds to the Otherworld. But I always wondered: what ever happened to the mythical races and magical Druids that lived in Ireland with them? Well, that’s when I got to thinking. Maybe they’re still here…
Welcome to Tara, a hidden continent where, post losing the war, the Irish god of the sea sailed their kind, and magically hid the lands so humankind could never, ever find them…
I spent a few years writing, and researching, then writing some more, and then researching some more. I wanted the lands to feel unique, but also connected to what I love so much about the Irish myths, and about Ireland itself. In building out the realms, the landscape, the inhabitants, and magical rules in this new Tara, it all had to be tied to their ancient past, and yet different, brought into present day.
After making the biggest mistake of his life that allows his mother to be kidnapped, Ethan Makkai leaves Los Angeles, the only home he’s ever known, on mission to get her back or die trying. In an epic journey through unfamiliar lands Ethan must rescue his mother before a murdering sorcerer can kill her. He is the quintessential reluctant hero. Not that he’s unwilling to do whatever it takes to save Caitríona Makkai from her terrible fate, but rather unwilling to take on his new destiny, a destiny shaped by the fact that he can see ghosts…
It’s rather amusing in a chilling kind of way that The Big Idea for this story all started with the simple wave of a ghost-boy’s hand that may, or may not have been in that graveyard at all… but it did!
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Well, I’m glad you asked. You see, besides his sweet costume, gadgets, and such, what makes Batman...
Hey peeps, I've been torn on this decision for sometime now as recently I had my brand new econobox totalled so I've got enough money to spend on a nice enough used car so I can save for my dream car in the future.
I've narrowed down the 4 in the title however I've only driven the Altima as everything else is averaging a tad over $9k (Canada) and I don't want to go test drive cars I can't afford and waste the dealer's time. I don't know if I should keep waiting for a good deal to come along as I've been carless for a while now and public transit commute sucks. None of those cars are within my budget (or atleast the ones without claims or high KMs) except for the Nissan which I was determined to buy until I heard about it's CVT issues yesterday. So now I've got "just another honda", a CVT nightmare, a bottomless pit of maintenance costs with the Infiniti (so I've heard), and a genesis I cant find within my budget.
Any advise would mean the world. Standing out here at 5 AM typing this waiting for the bus so am fairly serious about committing! Thank you
I guess it just didn't fit him anymore, like clothes that fit fine in former years, but our shape has changed, and they're not as comfortable anymore. It's another way he's re-inventing himself, like I do every few years.
It's different things that change up, over time: the cons I go to, books I read, colors of clothes I prefer wearing. Bujold's a constant, of course, but most other things are, as Anne McCaffrey used to say, "subject to change without notice."
Some recent examples, just for giggles. My bridesmaid the kindergarten teacher got me looking for kid books for her, & it turns out lots of my favorite authors have written them. I'm slowly working through the 5 boxes of them in the house [down from 7 boxes]. I'm wearing lots more in the light blue-turquoise-teal range these days; they bring out my "naturally blond" [i.e., silvering] hair. I'm trying out some new conventions, and ditching others.
Then there's medical fun, enough for the whole class: diabetes, high blood pressure, thyroid meds, arthritis meds, the recent root canal [6 parts; apparently I'm now a Rocky franchise ;(], the finally-over 3-week bronchial inconvenience. Then there's the blood pressure med that makes me sun-sensitive. No problem in fall & winter, but what in the worlds will I do about walks in the 7 months of summer we have here? I sweat too much to wear sunscreen on my face. I have a lovely, wide hat [that amplifies my voice, with acoustic weirdness], but would rather not live with sweaty, flat hat hair for months on end. Still, if it means getting our walks in, I'll be doing it. I'd not miss those.
All in all, a transitional, liminal time, with some definite inconveniences, but also some promising possibilities.
How are y'all re-inventing yourselves these days?
That is, paint them awesomely. You know, like Lunumbra does.
For the past few years, Lunumbra has been creating one-of-a-kind Pokémon paint jobs that sometimes, but not always, cover the text so you can appreciate the card’s beautiful main art.
This what makes these cards so great. The customization doesn’t detract from the original art’s intrinsic beauty, but rather, enhances it.
Here’s Lunumbra explaining his process:
Each piece is hand-painted with acrylic paint onto real trading cards . Details are added with gel pens or metallic ink and then two coats of a clear, protective gloss are added to give the card a shine and to help remove any unwanted texture. I take care to ensure every card is as flat as possible with few indications that paint has been added. If text is to be shown or if holographic details are wanted, a toothpick is used to slowly and carefully remove any unwanted acrylic.
Below is a short video showing how he does it:
Lunumbra prefers not to paint old or rare cards as he does not want to, as he says, “deteriorate their value.”
Via Lunumbra’s Facebook, have a look at his work:
Terrific work. For more, check out Lunumbra’s Facebook page.
I ended up listening to audiobooks yesterday afternoon. I’ve got a lot of them on my laptop, many of them paused at fraught points when I couldn’t quite make myself go forward and others paused at chapter breaks because I don’t want to get into what could be a long next chapter (and then I forget to go back).
I wanted a shower for most of the day yesterday, but I ended up waiting until after Scott got home and had showered himself. I was only about 70% sure that I was up to showering, and I didn’t want that 30% to hit when I was home alone or just with Cordelia.
I ran into problems yesterday with not being able to remember if I’d taken my routine medications. Scott was able to confirm that I took my dinner meds, but it’s still possible that my lunch meds got lost somewhere in our bed. I need to be up to shaking out the blankets to find out. I remember setting them down. I might have picked them up and taken them, and I might not.
I slept badly last night. I spent a lot of time partially awake in terms of being aware of my bodily discomfort but mostly asleep and dreaming. Somehow, I was convinced that I had an urgent to do list superimposed on my body, and I couldn’t budge the stuff on my torso, and the other bits kept coming back because I didn’t finish the job fast enough.
I think Cordelia’s starting to recover from her cold. She’s wanting to eat breakfast again.
Nothing quite says spring in Japan like...a McFlurry.
During this season, many products, from yogurt to Starbucks, get limited edition sakura (cherry blossom) versions in Japan, which is probably why McDonald’s is rolling out a special spring McFlurry.
According to Entabe, this frozen treat comes with sakura-colored waffle cone bits accented with pickled cherry blossom leaves and a sakura mochi (cherry blossom rice cake) sauce.
Back in 2014, a sakura McFlurry was released in Singapore. However, from the sound of it, that McFlurry didn’t taste like sakura, but oddly, blackcurrant.
This latest McFlurry, which does apparently taste like cherry blossoms, will be available from March 1 to early April in Japan.
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me: *dryly hazards a guess* "Sloppy?"
D!T01: "Sloppy, yes, exactly! I want to be comfortable. But I don't want it to look comfortable."
D!T02: "It should be comfortable but chic."
D!T01: "Yes!" *agrees* "comfortable but chic. Hmm. Maybe something in more of a chocolate color."
me: *looks down at the carpet samples in my hand* *looks at girls in ripped jeans, flannels, anime t-shirts,
*later, in the car, skipping through radio stations, skips a particular song as quickly as possible because am I still sick of hearing it*
D!0T01: *savage glee because she is a fuckin' troll* OH DON'T YOU DARE LOOK BACK JUST KEEP YOUR EYES ON ME I SAID YOU'RE HOLDING BACK SHE SAID SHUT UP AND DANCE WITH ME~
D!T02: I really don't understand why Mom does anything for us.
me: I am carpeting your bedroom with nails.
Please make the phone calls to out of state reps on the Judiciary Committee and share this action with friends:
According to reports, House Republicans are going to try to bury a resolution that could expose the president's ties to Russia and his business conflicts of interest.
The "Resolution of Inquiry," sponsored by Jeff Nadler of New Jersey, "demands that Attorney General Jeff Sessions hand over to the Hill any document, record, memo, correspondence or other communication' pertaining to 'criminal or counterintelligence investigations' related to Trump, White House staff or his business."
This resolution SHOULD get a vote on the House floor, but it WON'T if the Judiciary Committee kills it next week.
We need to pressure the Republicans on the Judiciary Committee. Call and demand that they NOT KILL the Resolution of Inquiry when it comes to them Tuesday.
Sample Script: Hi, my name is ______ and I’m a constituent from (City/Zip). I’m calling to express my support for Congressman Nadler’s Resolution of Inquiry. In light of House chief of staff Reince Priebus’ improper request to the FBI, and reports that the Sen. Richard Burr (R-N.C.) and Rep. Devin Nunes (R-Calif.), the chairmen of the Senate and House intelligence committees, had already begun speaking to reporters to challenge the story about a Russia connection to the Trump campaign, it is imperative that the Justice Dept. now releases all information regarding the Trump investigation to congress.
Will _________ support Nadler's Resolution of Inquiry? Thank you for all your hard work answering the phones.
Call the House Judiciary Committee (202) 225-3951
And call the members of the committees:
Chairman Bob Goodlatte (VA-06)
Rep. Jim Sensenbrenner, Jr. (WI-05)
Rep. Lamar Smith (TX-21)
Rep. Steve Chabot (OH-01)
Rep. Darrell Issa (CA-49)
Rep. Steve King (IA-04)
Rep. Trent Franks (AZ-08)
Rep. Louie Gohmert (TX-01)
Rep. Jim Jordan (OH-04)
Rep. Ted Poe (TX-02)
Rep. Jason Chaffetz (UT-03)
Rep. Tom Marino (PA-10)
Rep. Trey Gowdy (SC-04)
Rep. Raúl Labrador (ID-01)
Rep. Blake Farenthold (TX-27)
Rep. Doug Collins (GA-09)
Rep. Ron DeSantis (FL-06)
Rep. Ken Buck (CO-04)
Rep. John Ratcliffe (TX-04)
Rep. Martha Roby (AL-02)
Rep. Matt Gaetz (FL-01)
Rep. Mike Johnson (LA-04)
Rep. Andy Biggs (AZ-05)