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You've heard me lust. You've heard me rave. The world is in agreement.

Zingerman's Roadhouse dougnuts are orgasms deep-fried and topped with muscovado sugar.

So my Thanksgiving trip home was wild. First there was the hello, haven't seen you in almost 11 months stuff. Then there was the sadness of my newborn cousin's death--which was pretty much laced up in the photo slideshow my aunt made of his entire four-day life set to "Hey Jude." I'm taking odds on how long it takes me to start crying the next...
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Making this brief.

My cousin gave birth to her first child on Friday. He died yesterday afternoon. Please (say a prayer/light a candle/include her in your lovingkindness meditation/whatever you do for people who are hurting) for her and her family.

Thank you.

I just finished reading The Read Thread of Passion.

It brought up the idea that celibacy, properly done, isn't asexual but rather supremely sexual, since all sexual energy remains and continues to flow in the body. There has been so much talk of celibacy recently that I could not help but share.

In other news, there's not much other news except popcorn. I had...
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If ice cream was a planet, part 2/topless produce enjoyment:
for Corinthia

Avocados are yummy. They are creamy, almost gelato-like. I wish I had some to experiment on right now, to see if I could make an ice cream from them.

My suggestion:
(serves one)
Planet Ice Cream

gently mash one avocado
add one pinch of salt
sugar to taste
mix gently
Do not freeze...
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I asked, "Would you still love me if I were a cylon?"

He said, "Don't ask me questions like that."

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edited to add: I got a new book in the mail. Or rather an old book (1969). I love the way it smells. It goes with the sudden undeniability of fall.

As does my ginger binge. Ginger spread is my favorite new condiment!

The Death of Handwriting

This got me. Imagine a world without handwriting. Grandma's scrawl inside birthday cards. Handwritten love-notes. Bartleby the scrivener. All gone.

Of course, I am a handwriting freak. I love my handwriting flowing across the page. I make my to-do lists in cursive. I know this is rare. I see myself in my handwriting, changing with my mood. The loops on my...
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Where cheese comes from (or should)

I went out to the farm store in New Jersey this weekend. Saturday and Sunday I just sold cheese, bread, and meat in the shop. We were slammed. Between fall foliage tourism and apple/pumpkin-picking tourism, we had more customers than we could handle. Thankfully, it was a blur, and my time was bookended with awesome food.

Yesterday, the shop...
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Kickass cocoa

3 tbs unsweetened cocoa powder
1 tbs sugar
3 tbs water
*dash vanilla extract
*dash cayenne
8 oz unsweetened soymilk (or milk)

Combine all ingredients except milk until smooth. Heat milk to desired temperature. Do not boil. Pour warm milk into chocolate mixture. Stir. Enjoy.

*This is the way I had it tonight. You can also give it a little gick with ginger,...
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No recipes today. I've been eating strangely. Nonstop snacking. Picnics on the floor. Nibbling grapes like a sulking Minerva. An entire bag of Spicy Thai Kettle Chips. I gotta get my ass down to the LES for a doughnut soon. And where is my chocolate? Where is my chocolate?

Boyfriend is out of town. Out of the country. An ocean away. And I'm conducting a...
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