sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (death is coming)
#TacoTrucksOnEveryCorner is seriously the most brilliant policy proposal put forth by the Trump campaign. The Washington Post, in all its wisdom, has put out an article detailing the economic implications:

The national economic implications of a taco truck on every corner

As you might have guessed, they are not only tasty, but economically sound and would result in almost full employment.

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In Chairwoman Sabotabby's fully automatic luxury communist space utopia, I can guarantee you that there will, indeed, be #TacoTrucksOnEveryCorner. This is a promise, and unlike other political figures, not one that I would ever renege on.
sabotabby: (magicians)
My latest review, in which there is a threesome and a magic missile spell, is up! Gosh, I'm almost at the end of this thing: two more episodes to go.

In IRL news, talk about food/diet )

Tonight I'm hopefully going to see the Cure for free. They're playing not far from my house, at an expensive music festival that I have no desire to see, but apparently if you're outside the park, you can hear everything just fine. If we can't, or we get chase off, there's also the option of going for a pint. So, regardless, a win.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (wall)
I could go on all day about Israel and Palestine, and I have some crappy cell pictures from the (very well attended, quite amazing actually) vigil today, and there are a million links to outrage you and exhaust you, but I think I'd rather post about something nice.

So here is an article about Caplansky's Deli, which is a super-popular Jewish deli, and how it's signed on to be a sponsor for the Toronto Palestine Film Festival in an attempt to promote dialogue and peace. Never eaten there myself but now I pretty much have to, because that is just cool. (Adorably, a bunch of people at the vigil got takeout from there and brought it by; apparently it actually is as good as people say. If nothing else, the pickles smell like I imagine heaven would.)

By coincidence, Zane Caplansky is a friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend, so I'm currently talking to him on The Face about a) what the vegetarian options there are like, and b) hey, you know, thanks for doing this, you're awesome, and it's kind of a nice way to cap off a day that was mostly frustrating and sad.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (how much hello kitty weighs)


I went to see VNV Nation last night. I danced for two hours straight like it was 1999, then slept for 11 hours straight because it's not 1999 and I'm ancient.

But physically, I feel really good, and this despite a fair bit of drinking! Apparently the correct amount of sleep for me to not feel like a zombie is 11 hours, because I am secretly a sloth.

Anyway, my love for VNV Nation is vast and only slightly embarrassing. Like, they are the happiest of all industrial music, I guess except for all of the songs about mental illness and death, which I obviously relate to a great deal. But with all I've been going through, there is something about listening to their particular brand of happy that works for my depression/anxiety issues, like it transplants me back to being 16 and sneaking into goth clubs and having a whole lifetime in front of me.

Also, if you have not had the pleasure of checking out the Wren, I highly recommend it. It's hipster as fuck—you can walk in and just feel the gentrification—but they have Exciting Beer and the food. I am just putting it out there that they have a) red mole with pumpkin and sunflower seeds, and b) grilled tofu polenta, and probably things that meat-eaters like as well, though the carnivores seemed slightly envious of what the vegetarians were eating. They actually have harvest tables, like in that episode of Portlandia—this is a thing in Toronto now—but it's worth it on account of how good the place is.
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[livejournal.com profile] bitter_crimson asked about pizza preferences. I have strong opinions on pizza, you guys.

First of all, what is with some pizzas not having tomato sauce now? This is unacceptable. Besides a crust that is pizza-shaped (here's where the New Yorkers and the Chicagoans start arguing about crust, I guess), tomato sauce is what defines a pizza and makes it Good or Not Good. I like pesto as much as the next person but putting it on a pizza is pretentious and a sign that you have deficiencies as a human being.

Second, I like thin crust over thick, though obviously it needs to be thick enough to accommodate the fuckton of toppings that I like on it. Whole wheat is nice if done well, but it's usually not done well. Crust exists solely as a delivery method for toppings; I don't know why people get so uptight about it.

Let's talk toppings. Top tier: black olives, grilled eggplant, artichokes, jalapeno peppers, broccoli, and mushrooms (preferably portobello but I'm not actually that picky). Put any of these on pizza and I'm happy.

Second tier: green olives, tomatoes, banana peppers, goat cheese, and spinach. These are all good too.

Third tier: non-spicy peppers, onions, extra cheese that's not goat cheese. Fine, happy to eat it, but you went for one of the default vegetarian pizzas, didn't you?

Bad: Any kind of non-tomato fruit. Like pineapple. That's disgusting. Meat, obvs. I'm not particularly keen on sun-dried tomatoes but you can pick those off, so.

Adding extra garlic, chilli flakes, and basil is always a good thing.

Now I'm craving pizza.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (fridge)
Proof that my neighbourhood is the most adorbs:

Doorbell rings. It's my next door neighbour—the one I don't see very often. With a tin of cookies for me. Of course, I was planning on dropping by in a few days with a tin of cookies for her and her husband. So I saved a trip next door! (And since they're not often home and may well be going away, it worked out well that I could give them to her now.) We both found it pretty funny, especially because we'd both baked ginger cookies.

I am predicting that I will end up with roughly the same amount of cookies that I made owing to everyone being on a baking spree lately.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (pretty princess party)
1. FUCK YEAH CINNAMON BUNS! [livejournal.com profile] montreality rocks because she's great company and also there seems to be another food on the list of Things Sabotabby Can Eat and Keep Down.

2. I forgot to mention this awhile ago but did you know that the new Canadian money is scratch and sniff? I shit you not.

3. I bought Marinetti a new catnip toy and put it in a paper bag and now he is stalking it and it's pretty hilarious.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (fridge)
I meant to post about this awhile ago, but let's face it—it sucks having to do all of my typing standing up. And all of my checking of e-mail standing up. And all of my reading standing up. I'm way behind on responding to a lot of things because it takes me forever to read a long post or answer an e-mail. Also, my feet hurt.

But anyway, I run into a lot of posts like this particular one and I don't feel I've ranted on it lately, so here we go:

Frugal food: 10 DIY tips to save money while eating better and healthier.

It's another rehash of the classic "LENTILLLLLLLS" flamewar: privileged people with lots of free time telling the rest of the world how to eat. There's a few dissenters in the comment section, but overall it's a circle-jerk of smug.

Now, I am pretty privileged myself, current disability status aside. I do eight out of these ten things already, and plan on doing the other two (visiting the farmer's market and starting a garden) come the spring, assuming that I am back to being able-bodied by then. But it's like the post's author and the commenters are blissfully unaware that very few people do have that sort of privilege. Issues like food deserts, water pollution, disability, and poverty seem to barely enter the conversation. If I, for example, were living in the neighbourhood in which I teach, chances are that there is not a grocery store in walking distance, and not everyone can afford a car. There certainly isn't a nearby farmer's market (and farmer's markets in Toronto tend to be far more expensive than the grocery store or the local fruit stand). Some people can't afford to buy crockpots. Many, many people don't have storage space for bulk purchases. Most people don't have any green space in which to start a garden. A good many people lucky enough to be employed are too busy to cook every night (and I am certainly one of them).

And yet, with one aside about fracking and countries without potable water, these pitfalls never even enter into the discussion. It's assumed that everyone has equal access—in my experience, even an average, middle-class person in the First World doesn't necessarily have the access the post assumes. And like practically every article about food economics and health, there's the assumption that problems are individual and can be mitigated by individual choices, rather than collective, informed by corn and meat subsidies that artificially inflate or deflate prices, poor urban planning, and economic disparity.

Charoset

Apr. 25th, 2011 01:30 pm
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (Jew jokes)
Man, I love charoset. Never has anything that looks so much like vomit tasted so good.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (fridge)
You guys you guys

How did I not know about Disgraceland before this week?

I mean, I knew there was a place called Disgraceland but I thought it was a hipster bar. NO ONE felt the need to inform me that it is also a restaurant that specializes in food that is technically vegan but also extremely bad for you.

I am not saying that the myriad sorrows in my life could have been alleviated by there being a hotdog with kimchi and cilantro on it, but anyway I am at least glad that I know about it now.

It is like an entire restaurant with the culinary equivalent of Col. Sabotabby's Frikkin' Chicken. And also $13 pitchers of PBR. Which is Sick and Wrong but the kimchi hotdog makes up for a lot, you know what I'm saying?
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (kittylove)
Situation #1:

Dear Miss Manners Internets,

Frequently, and especially at work, older gentlemen with whom I am not well acquainted inquire as to the natural colour of my hair. They do not do so in the context of a discussion about hair or fashion. This is very different than the kids asking me about my hair (kids ask all sorts of personal questions, because they're kids), or co-workers commenting that they like my new colour.

Internets, it is very obvious that I do dye my hair, as my colour will, several times a year, dramatically change to a different shade of red. Despite how obvious this is, I am often plagued with men asking me:

1) Do you dye your hair?
2) Is that your natural colour?
3) What is your natural colour?

Dear internets, am I alone in feeling that this is rude?

Sincerely,
Hotheaded Ginger

Situation #2:

I find myself often eating dinner, alone, reading a book, at the same restaurant, where I'm on a first-name basis with some of the staff, who are quite lovely. I typically order the same thing—a mushroom and tofu dish. No one else has, to my knowledge, ever ordered that, because other people are always commenting on it.

Yesterday, another woman was dining there with an older gentleman. She proceeded to comment on my food and asked if I was a vegetarian. When I said I was, she asked me a number of questions about my dietary preferences and confessed that she was trying to be a vegetarian, but it was, I quote, "SO HARD." Note that I was reaching the exciting climax of my Serious Literary Book and this was much more interesting than answering the same goddamned questions about vegetarianism that I have to answer every time it gets out that I'm a vegetarian.

Am I too sensitive, Internets?

Sincerely,
I'm a Vegetarian, But I'd Make an Exception For You

[Poll #1646252]
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (Jew jokes)
Epic video of epicness about "Burn a Koran Day":



In other news, I am going to celebrate the New Year with perogies.* And apples. And the latest episode of Leverage.

* Someone took a trip to Costco today. I can't believe how much food I have. [livejournal.com profile] zingerella, you had better help me with this.

Pie.

Jun. 19th, 2010 09:56 am
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (omgcoffeesquee)
The best music video ever, via [livejournal.com profile] captainmushroom. [livejournal.com profile] lienne and [livejournal.com profile] aplysia_06 in particular need to see this for reasons that will be immediately obvious.



Speaking of food, Conflict Kitchen is an awesome concept. Theme for a New Vegetarian Recipe Night, perhaps? (H/T [livejournal.com profile] violachic)

Cannot has

Jun. 14th, 2010 04:46 pm
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (fridge)
Dear [livejournal.com profile] sabotabby's Id,

You do not need more stuff.

No, not even a $60 mini-BBQ-grill-thingie.

No, not even if it comes in bright green.

You are not even going to be around this summer.

Signed,

[livejournal.com profile] sabotabby's Superego


By the way, one free internet to anyone who obtains an advance reading copy of this atrocity and mails it to me (or sends me a torrent; that might be easier). You will also get commentary.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (we are all giant nuclear fireball now)
Today I saw a guy in a Teabagger t-shirt (this slogan on the back, with the Don't Tread On Me snakes and some babble about the New World Order on the front).

Shopping at The Big Carrot.

Wonder what he was buying. Macrobiotic baby food? Gluten-free, organic sweet potato loaf? Maybe he was a tourist.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (Default)
Today I saw a guy in a Teabagger t-shirt (this slogan on the back, with the Don't Tread On Me snakes and some babble about the New World Order on the front).

Shopping at The Big Carrot.

Wonder what he was buying. Macrobiotic baby food? Gluten-free, organic sweet potato loaf? Maybe he was a tourist.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (squee!)
You return home from work and find a box of cookies on your doorstep from [livejournal.com profile] bike4fish. You:

a) OM NOM NOM
b) SQUEE!
c) Go on the intertubes and praise [livejournal.com profile] bike4fish and his mad baking skillz
d) All of the above
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (Default)
You return home from work and find a box of cookies on your doorstep from [livejournal.com profile] bike4fish. You:

a) OM NOM NOM
b) SQUEE!
c) Go on the intertubes and praise [livejournal.com profile] bike4fish and his mad baking skillz
d) All of the above
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (kittylove)
Friday: Went over to [livejournal.com profile] chickenfeet2003 and [livejournal.com profile] lemur_catta's Kitten Kondo to have Thai food and watch Burial of the Rats.

Conclusion #1: All Thai food in Toronto sucks in comparison to what [livejournal.com profile] chickenfeet2003 makes.

Conclusion #2: Though I adore Bengals and they are the cutest cats ever, I am probably too slow a runner to ever have one. My God, they're like tiny cheetahs crossbred with monkeys or something. Also did I mention adorable? Lady Jane is also a stunner.

Conclusion #3: You all need to see Burial of the Rats. It's based on a Bram Stoker short story, which is to say that the movie is about the time that Bram Stoker got kidnapped by scantily-clad swashbuckling Russian lesbians and almost cut off his own dong to spite the patriarchy. No rats are actually buried (though one, named Robespierre, gets beheaded by a tiny guillotine in possibly the best scene in any movie, ever), and the rats themselves only bury people in the metaphorical sense. But anyway, it's very fucking funny.

Today: Went over to [livejournal.com profile] lienne's for pie (maple-syrup-caramelized pear), anime, and Settlers of Cataan.

Conclusion #4: I have to watch the rest of Darker Than Black.

Conclusion #5: Hah, my friends rock.
sabotabby: raccoon anarchy symbol (Default)
Friday: Went over to [livejournal.com profile] chickenfeet2003 and [livejournal.com profile] lemur_catta's Kitten Kondo to have Thai food and watch Burial of the Rats.

Conclusion #1: All Thai food in Toronto sucks in comparison to what [livejournal.com profile] chickenfeet2003 makes.

Conclusion #2: Though I adore Bengals and they are the cutest cats ever, I am probably too slow a runner to ever have one. My God, they're like tiny cheetahs crossbred with monkeys or something. Also did I mention adorable? Lady Jane is also a stunner.

Conclusion #3: You all need to see Burial of the Rats. It's based on a Bram Stoker short story, which is to say that the movie is about the time that Bram Stoker got kidnapped by scantily-clad swashbuckling Russian lesbians and almost cut off his own dong to spite the patriarchy. No rats are actually buried (though one, named Robespierre, gets beheaded by a tiny guillotine in possibly the best scene in any movie, ever), and the rats themselves only bury people in the metaphorical sense. But anyway, it's very fucking funny.

Today: Went over to [livejournal.com profile] lienne's for pie (maple-syrup-caramelized pear), anime, and Settlers of Cataan.

Conclusion #4: I have to watch the rest of Darker Than Black.

Conclusion #5: Hah, my friends rock.

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