veggie pot pie!
mushrooms, onions, broccoli, cauliflower, carrots
goat cheese, feta, a little parmigiana
w/ homemade crust.
All I have to say is… boom.
My friend Juan made a salad that blew out my brains this summer. So I re-did it today. It’s a fresh spinach salad with feta, strawberries, walnuts and a honey-balsamic vinaigrette. I added a good pinch of paprika. I feel myself getting happier each bite. Haha.
It’s a little cold in Atlanta. The weather reminds me of New York. I was walking in the sun when an Erkin Koray song (love them psychedelic riffs) comes on - I’m wearing my hair in a sloppy bun - smoking a cigarette - made me miss so much the days of walking to work on 34th street and chinatown, minding my own business, leaving campus, leaving home. I do really well in mountains and forests, I do really well in cities. I’m not in love with the South though, not any fault of its own.
random sentence from today’s reading:
"Since the promulgation of the 1959 Law on Marriage and the Family, with which the Vietnamese State outlawed arranged and forced marriages and made voluntary love a requirement for marriage, Vietnamese couples have married for love."
p122 from The Secret: Love, Marriage, and HIV
Which by the way, is avaliable for free on scribd HERE!
"Our notion of "the secret" is in some ways parallel to that presented by Michael Taussig as "the public secret": "that which is generally known by cannot be spoken" (1999:50). The public secret, he argues, is a powerful form of social knowledge, taking shape quite differently from the way that Michel Foucault articulated sex as a topic whose hidden-ness is everywhere revealed and regulated through discourse." blah blah blah, kind of an interesting read.
James Baldwin : The Collected Essays
Rey Chow : The Protestant Ethnic and the Spirit of Capitalism
Paulo Freire : Pedagogy of the Oppressed
Raminder Kaur / John Hutnyk : Travel Worlds/Journeys into Contemporary Cultural Politics
Vijay Prashad : Karma of Brown Folk
…are the five books I would use if I could indoctrinate a whole generation of people through forced reading camps. I just really enjoy reading and re-reading those. &because I have a soul too, fiction I really loved:
Milan Kundera : Unbearable Lightness of Being
Lawrence Chua : Gold by The Inch
Hanif Kureshi : The Black Album
Yukio Mishima : Spring Snow
Sunil Gangopadhyay : Prothom Alo
hmm.. that was hard. turns out i don’t have much of a soul. always had trouble with fiction. maybe that’s what i’m metaphysically fretting over and also why i can’t sleep right now.