Goggles! And, of course, more food.

Evan’s Christmas package arrived yesterday!!!!!  He knows me so well, it was seriously a box of things that make Natasha happy. Among the other totally rad things that I got, he sent along the newest set of goggles that he made me.

THEY LIGHT UP.

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SO. WONDERFUL. That’s my man.

So, more food stuff. I’m enjoying this combination of a raw food diet with seafood. Still enjoying my salmon and prawns. But other than that, I’m almost totally raw. Still making my peanut butter banana ice (no)cream. Delicious. Yesterday, I made some cucumber soup.

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It was cucumber, coconut milk, the tiniest piece of garlic you’ve ever seen (wish I could have more, but my stomach can’t take it) and a bit of cayenne. Blend. Freeze. Blend again when ready to eat. Delicious.

Then, I prepared my breakfast. It was a Mango, coconut, chia seed pudding made by following this recipe.

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Also delicious. And today’s lunch was a HUGE batch of kale chips. Won’t bore you with photos of that. But it was kale, cayenne and nutritional yeast. Tasty, tasty.

Bicycle! Bicycle!

It is now Boxing day in Australia, and a sunny, 72 degrees (22 if you’re on Celsius.) I’m always happier when the sun is shining (who isn’t?!)

I am also always happier after a nice bicycle ride. The other day, I bought a retro racing bicycle. It’s in pretty damn good condition. Some things are REALLY retro, though…for example, the brake pads. They aren’t worn down or anything…but they certainly have not been changed in 30 years. Hard as rocks! That should explain the squealing when I try to slow down. So, new brake pads, a little more air in the tires and a little lifting of the saddle and, viola! Perfect.

I have named my Australian bicycle Freddie Mercury. I think he will treat me well over the next few months. We rode down to Williamstown and it was beautiful. Not a difficult ride, about 8k there, 8k back. Fairly flat.

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After the ride home I made some more banana ice (no)cream. This time, I added frozen strawberries. I keep forgetting to take pictures of this wonderful treat because all I can think about is eating it. I do have another banana freezing right now, so perhaps tomorrow.

Tonight, though, I will be seeing THE HOBBIT! Woo!

Quinoa for breakfast

I bought a box of quinoa last week and decided it was time to try it for breakfast. I will have to try it again because, since I’ve been having such good luck just throwing things together and not really measuring anything, I thought I could just skim a recipe and it would work out. Well, not this time.

I found this recipe, but just kind of…threw what I thought were good amounts of each ingredient together. I think where I mostly went wrong was that I decided to fry the apples and ended up with way too much butter on them. And then the soy milk was supposed to be “drizzled” on top and I dumped a bunch in. So, it was the recipe, plus some buttery soy milk. I was able to dump most of it out, but it still didn’t taste exactly how I’d hoped, haha.

However, I still have a ton of quinoa and plenty of apples. I will be trying this again, except next time, I will follow directions.

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Shrimp and pumpkin. But not together. Sort of.

Actually, I just looked up pumpkin and shrimp recipes…and might have to try a curry next time.

I love food. Until earlier this year, I have been a strict vegetarian, vegan at times, even. The mac and cheese and fondue (FONDUE!) is what got me back on dairy. I dabbled in raw vegan diets. Maybe I was doing it wrong, or maybe I just didn’t have the time and patience for dehydrators…or maybe I just really like hot food…but that didn’t work out for long. But vegetarian for about 8 years.

A few months ago, I decided to add fish/seafood back to my diet. It took me a few months to actually DO it. I felt ashamed. I felt like so much of who I was revolved around being a vegetarian. Then I realized how ridiculous that was. But it was still hard to take that first bite of fish. A big slab of tuna at my dear friend Shea’s house. I had told her that I wanted to start eating fish again but had no idea how to cook it. So, she invited me to dinner where we would cook together. I wasn’t sure if I wanted my first seafood experience to be a public or private affair…it was a very stressful decision for me. But, Shea being a good friend, and someone who knows how to cook fish, I decided to go for it. I only ate about a quarter of my fillet. It tasted lovely, but the texture was so new to me (texture was a big reason for not liking meat in the first place) and I also just…didn’t want to shit my brains out later that night. (Vegetarians, you know what I’m talking about…) I gradually started having fish once a week. And now I might have it a few times a week, or not at all for a bit. If you saw my post from the Philippines, you know I’ve even had fish with it’s head still on.

ANYWAY, I am posting this because tonight I made some really delicious shrimp. I made my own ginger + red chili + honey sauce and marinated my shrimp in it. Not for long enough, I’m still new at this…veggies don’t need to be defrosted or marinated! They just taste good!

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I didn’t measure anything, just threw it all in a food processor. Added some shredded carrots, and boom! Delicious.

And now for the pumpkin. There is no pumpkin puree in Australia. (“We make it ourselves!” Well, aren’t you all just a bunch of Bettie Crockers? Where are the pumpkins, then?!) So, Evan’s parents sent me a package: “Pie In A Box.” It had everything I needed, measured out and everything! I just needed to get a pie crust. Turns out they don’t have those pre-made here either (“We make our own!” Well! I would, too, if I had all of my kitchen appliances.) So, it turned out to be a pumpkin pie with a graham cracker crust. Delicious!

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Before I made the pie, I stole a little over a tablespoon full of pumpkin puree for a pumpkin, banana, cinnamon, soy milk smoothie. Not my idea, stole it from a favorite photographer of mine, Kyle Cassidy, whose life I follow online.

Well. Now for some Christmas carols in the park by the house. It’s almost 90F outside. Ah, the southern hemisphere.

Pick it up

Haven’t written in a while (obviously.)

It’s been a lot more difficult to adjust out here than I thought it would be. Perhaps because I have a lot of time on my hands. Who knows. My first holiday season away from home. I miss everyone!

I have also never had so much difficulty getting a job. I could still get a salon job, easy. But I came out here to learn new things. To try something different. I thought being a barista in a coffee shop would be fun, but it seems “on the job training” no longer exists. Everyone wants a barista with AT LEAST one year’s worth of experience. Now, how is a person supposed to get this experience if nobody will give them a break in the beginning?! Today was good, though, I’ve got three promising coffee shop leads. And a few more that said to check again when they reopen in January. (Almost everything in Australia and, I suspect, many countries, closes for 2-4 weeks during the holiday season. Rock on. Except I need a job.)

With all of this time on my hands, I have been reading through an old journal of mine that I started when I was about 17 and stopped writing in a few years ago. My goodness, what a turbulent time I made for myself during my young adult years. (Am I still a young adult? I’m 27…sure!) But, in the midst of all of those teenage and earlier twenty-something years, I ran across two quotes that I wanted to remember that two old, and still very dear, friends of mine said to me.

One was, ”You can be whatever you wanna be. When I was little, I wanted to be a dinosaur and I know if I stick with it one day I’ll get there.”

And the other was, ”I think you can do whatever you want to do, you have something about you that makes people believe that about you…most people aren’t like that.”

The first was thanks to Benjamin Teplitzky, the second, William McDonald. What silly, beautiful things to say to someone. Thanks, dudes. Who knew I would need to read that this many years later.