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Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Healing

My heart was broken on February 4, 2018. My Patriots lost to the Eagles, and it hurt more than any break-ups I ever had in my entire life. It was like Icarus getting closer to the sun only to be defeated. I know, it is quite pathetic to say but I have to tell you that it took a while for me to understand football much less like it.

What made me like football? I guess it was the spirit of football fans during the season. Everybody (well almost everybody) seem to have that electric excitement during football season—may it be college or professional. The loyalty to team spirit despite of losses and coldness. It is fun to learn about superbowl parties and tailgates, the banters, and the overall charge of happiness when their favorite team play.

What made me like the Patriots? It’s all about following my instinct of likeness to something. I have tried watching different teams such as Broncos, Titans, and even Chargers when I was still living in San Diego, but they never caught my interest until I saw the Patriots play on TV. There was  something that defines a different kind of dedication that describes the Patriots; not to mention some good looking and talented players on the field. Patriots always had their cool despite of everything that was thrown to them. Over the years of scandals and hates against the Patriots...still they stand strong.

As for the Superbowl, the Eagles deserved the win. I know that—and I will not deny it. They did a great job. However, I wanted the Patriots to win just so the team will depart with one last unforgettable season, not to mention a successful last game together. The assistant coaches are moving on to coaching their own teams—one to the Colts, and the other one to the Lions. There's a rumor about Belichick retiring and so does Gronk. Who is retiring next? Brady? Now, that is a scary thought!

Although I know that some good things never last, I don’t think it was wrong for me to want to see them get to win that 6th ring...that last hoorah that would’ve wrapped the team up. I guess I have watched too many movies to expect a bittersweet ending, but what can a Patriot fan do but wait for the team to rebuild. I know that my team will muster that patriot strong to come rise back from the ashes like a Phoenix—with a fury to rise back again with grace and power; we—the fans, we’ll be there, through losses and wins, cheering our team for whatever goes along our way...because we are Patriots!!!

Friday, January 19, 2018

Selfish

If there is one thing about me that is true, it is that I am a generous person—especially when it comes to sharing food. However, I am not perfect! My generosity has two limitations: Do not abuse my generosity and do not steal my blueberry muffin away from me! Never...I mean never, take away that delicious muffin away from me because you will see monstrosity that you've never seen before!

Like yesterday, my co-worker Irina, loves sweet treats and coffee. I had this nice thought that I should ask her out to get some coffee and treats since she like stuff like that. I messaged her and she was ecstatic with the idea. So we did, we hopped from Starbucks, Panera, and to The Cookie Company (with those delicious muffins in my mind). She got herself a chocolate pastry and some cookies from Panera, while I got an almond bear claw. We finally landed on The Cookie Company (which was my choice of store in the first place) and finally seeing the muffins right in front of my eyes πŸ˜ƒ(which I was rubbernecking to earlier). There was one particular muffin that I suspected as the blueberry kind---my favorite kind. To my delight, the lady proved my suspicion, but to my horror---Irina put her grabby fingers to MY (☉_☉) muffin! I swear πŸ™ to all my departed love ones, what I did after seeing her stealing my blueberry muffin was not premeditated--it was pure instinct! I swatted her hand away (☉_☉) and I said in what I hear a menacing voice, "what do you think you're doing lady?" Deep inside, I have this two-personality thing going on, struggling with pure electric of scare and hate, telling myself to "calm the fudge down!" but my other self--the selfish one? was yelling,
"Oh hell no! 😠She didn't just take my gridarnmotherfudger muffin away from me!" I myself was in total shock hearing myself with pure selfishness in my voice. I could not believe I was mean to her over a muffin! But you know what? I got over it! Sometimes, we have got to stand up for ourselves even for a muffin! I was nice enough to ask her to go outside and get some treats (which I rarely do), I was the one who wanted to go to The Cookie Company! I was the one who eyed the muffins first, and I was the one who asked the lady what kind of motherfudger muffin it was, and she dared taking it away from me??? America? We have a freaking major problem! I grabbed my muffin and asked the lady if she has any white cranberry cookies and went straight to pay my two treats from TCC for the day! My body stopped the irrational but dignified convulsion of irritation and started smiling at her while she’s getting herself some more cookies for her and for her children. I forgave her for her faux pas. See? I am nice. I forgive people and I smile at shizz like that--just don't take my muffin away from me!!!

You might think how selfish and petty I am, and you might be right! Just don't take away the fact that  you don't know the feeling of rubbernecking and anticipating a delicious blueberry muffin touching your buds, tasting the explosion of delicious blueberries and the fluffiness of it's cooked batter only for it to be taken by someone else! Just look at that picture inserted, the one with bitten muffin! You know what? I forgave myself for being such a petty, twitchy person. In fact, as I am savoring my muffin right at this moment; all I can think is that I think I'll have another tea with that.πŸ˜‰

Saturday, January 13, 2018

2018

This is my first post in months and I am excited to start with something new in my household. A new oven! This oven came with the house when we bought it on 2003, and it served us well until month ago. It started turning off by itself and as much as I loved it, I needed a new one.  Like what Ms.Streisand said, "some good things never last."  It was like ending a good relationship. I honed my kitchen talent with that oven so I thankfully said goodbye to my it by baking one last dessert.


I found this delicious looking cake from Smitten Kitchen and tweaked some ingredients for my liking and what I have available on that day. The original recipe is made with blackberries, blueberries, and raspberries. I ate all my blackberries two days before I decided to make the cake (and too lazy to go run to the store) I settled for just rasp and blueberries that day. To make up for the lack of berries, I added orange juice instead:) I also opted in for simple glaze instead of what she had on her recipe. So without further ado, here's the tweaked recipe for what I call Orange-Berries Cake.



I know that I will have plenty of time baking with my new oven and hopefully it will last just as long, if not longer than my old oven. Please do try this recipe of feel free to visit the original recipe. Ta.ta. for now!