i would like to let you know, that using wasabi and edamame does not qualify your dish as "asian." especially when you're making mashed potatoes.
likewise, using mandarin oranges also does not make your dish asian. especially when you've just made angel food cake.
you have an interesting show. and by interesting, i don't mean "fascinating," but "interesting" as when you see a movie and you don't know what to think so you call in "interesting." i understand that you're trying to save time by half-assing your cooking, but please stop pretending you are brilliant.
also, the food network is not hgtv. please stop showing us your "fabulous clever table settings" complete with center pieces via the dollar store.
ps - i realize that i should probably just get off my butt and change the channel when your show comes on, but it's hard to get motivated during this time of year.
i'm sorry i've been neglecting you. you are one of my favorite ideas, and it's slightly ridiculous that i've let you go to waste.
but not anymore!
this is my letter to you, my apology, for not being around as much as i should have been.
i have plans for us and i think you'll be one of my favorite ways to document my european adventures these next 6 months. i'll try to use my own pictures, instead of stealing them all from papertissue. but in the mean time, i'm supposed to be studying for my most difficult final tomorrow morning.
wish me luck? i'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.
you've been much more adventurous than you normally are, but i think we've come to a lull. being in europe was terrible good fun, despite the mistakes i knew were coming, but overall i think i am enjoying you though i've been bored out of my mind these past few days.
i am very, very tan and my lips are freckled as ever
and while professor philips would not call this poetry, i would agree because this is a letter long overdue.
i will work on writing more. in the mean time, i think i love you the most this year, summer.
there were a lot of things i didn't like about you, as an institution, but the people you had there made up for it. for the future, it might be nice if you didn't overcharge and rip people off, have a crappy bus system, serve inedible indian food everyday, force us to purchase a health care system that didn't help, and only look out for your own financial benefit.
but you have an amazing faculty and a pretty great student body. i mean, the freshmen can be pretty annoying... but i think that happens everywhere. thanks for picking out my roommates, they were pretty great. also, please give magali her priority housing back. you messed up her application, not her.
the stevenson coffee shop is amazing, and i don't think you realize how great everyone there is. also, the disability van service is very nice. it would be nicer, however, if you made everything handicap friendly. also, the sign outside of your elevators that say "save your heart, and energy," are really offensive to people who physically cannot go up the stairs. and, all of your elevator permits are expired.
also, stop allowing douchebags to play intramural sports.
all in all, if it weren't for the nice human beings there, you would completely suck. but, because of them, you got lucky. and i'm thankful for the year overall.
ps- it would be nice if you allowed people to keep all of the meals they pay for with meal plans.
i think this blog is unknown enough for me to write to you.
of course, the second you read this, you'll know it's for you, and for "us."
not to dwell on things lost, but here are some of my favorite memories:
1. being color-coded, always 2. writing cute and nonsense notes 3. being the same 4. dates 5. mr. ellison muffins 6. making lists 7. making appointments on the same day within half an hour of each others'... by complete coincidence (i.e. permit tests and haircuts) 8. vitamin c 9. harmonizing to "the only gay eskimo" 10. the traveling green pants
last year, we celebrated my/my sister's/my other sister's birthday with you. you were wonderful then and i kind of forgot you until today when i went to visit you with my mother.
thank you for being fairly priced, and for treating my mother like a valued customer. she loves going and knowing that she has friends on staff, and she loves the salmon skin cucumber salad that you make especially for her. i'm filled with warmth when i see that my mother feels especially cared for.
your sushi was wonderful, particularly the tempura roll, and my mom (and i) really loved the agedashi. probably the best i've had.
i miss you. this, of course, is my fault, but it's so strange how fast time flew by. i remember thinking, "ok, i'll write tomorrow" and then tomorrow became 3 months later. how does that even work?!
one of my favorite things in the entire world is reading old journal entries. seeing how my hand writing changes and what concerned me that day. i miss your pages and my words, and how they seemed to marry well together. with these last few weeks of the quarter, i don't want to make promises that i'll break, but i know you'll be my companion as my make my way through europe.
you weren't as productive as i thought you might be, but thanks for helping me finish all of my greek homework.
i enjoyed both getting out of the house and staying in, and really loved the blueberry pancakes.
something i've been noticing more and more is how much i love natural light. on our way to our second softball game today, i was walking with carol and we agreed how much we love the warmth of the sun right after walking out of the shade. it's one of the most warm and comfortable things, i think.
in any case, weekend, i'm glad you decided to stick around longer for an extra day. along with blueberry pancakes, some of my other favorites were making this blog, going grocery shopping, my tuna and relish sandwich, the ice cream crunch bars, watching the a's win [twice!!], and cuddling with david while watching the food network.
thank you for allowing me to create more than one blog, using the same account, and allowing the possibility to change my blog url and title whenever i want.
this blog has a sibling, my other baby (found here), but she's dedicated to travel and this baby is dedicated to letters. i would like to say, first and foremost, that handwritten letters will always be a primary love of mine, but the ease of the internet and my lack of correspondents seem to justify this blog.
anyways, i can't guarantee that i will write a letter a day, but i'll try my very, very best.