Three Things
Three Things
To eat and drink and wear. Sex and drugs! 0 garbanzo content. Sad.
I’m just going to get over myself here and make a post, even though I’ve been a little paralyzed with feeling like I should say something about the election and also like I don’t really want to. I voted for Kamala Harris today because I feel like fewer people will suffer and die than they would under Trump. It’s pretty much that simple.* Please consider voting for her even if you want to fight her as soon as she’s elected. I’m with you. But right now it’s her or Trump, and if the full-on overt racism at his rally last night didn’t terrify you, I am not sure why you’re here!
*Not actually that simple. #freepalestine
Anyhoo, onto the edibles! I mean. Not the edibles edibles, ha ha ha, but the things you can eat. Although if edibles are your thing, these are my absolute favorite.
The New York Times sent me their new cookbook, Easy Weeknight Dinners, and then Ben was home a couple weeks ago, and he flagged all the recipes he was interested in, and this was the one we settled on: Kay Chun’s Coconut-Miso Salmon Curry. It was delicious. Plus, because it’s the NYT, you can (if you have a subscription) always peek at the comments on their site to see what other cooks have said. For example, with this recipe, I knew to use more coconut milk and less water than the recipe called for, and that was such good intel! I love cookbooks for browsing and inspiration, but I love online recipes for accuracy and feedback, and this feels like a best-of-both-worlds situation. Also, the book would make a great gift for a young person who is newly cooking for themselves.
It was genuinely easy, and very green and healthy-seeming. That’s not code for bland, but we did add a little more hot-pepper condiments at the table. 
These chocolate bitters, which are a little spiced (think Mexican hot chocolate) and a little spicy. As you know, 85% of my time is spent sourcing and drinking delicious nonalcoholic things, and a few shakes of these bitters are great in a glass of ginger beer with an orange wedge or for jazzing up mediocre nonalcoholic red wine or a mix of cherry juice and seltzer. The flavor reminds me of the Canfield’s diet chocolate-fudge soda I drank in the 1980s—but with chilis. Spice seems to be the key, for me, to a satisfying mocktail. If you’re ever at a bar that has a spicy margarita on the menu, see if they’ll make you something with just the mixer. Unless you drink alcohol, and then JUST GET THE SPICY MARGARITA for fuck’s sake.
These bedroomy thigh-high athletic socks. To wear with just a scrap of a t-shirt or lace cami when you want to be smoking hot and also not cold. Sex, but make it cozy and reminiscent of all your favorite goalies.
Thank you for being here, my friends.
xo
Since you brought it up, please recall to all crones that one of Donald Trump’s very first official acts was to call for a ban on all Muslims in the US. And this very week Trump called Netanyahu and told him “Do whatever you have to do.” And what about NPR’s report that in August Trump called Netanyahu and told him not to sign a cease fire deal because it would hurt his campaign? This man would help the people of Gaza?
The rally at Madison Square Garden last night was nothing but hours of threats, insults and extremely degrading and dehumanizing speech. To imagine that a candidate who for years has openly incited violence against innocent people—whether poll workers, elected officials, legal Haitian immigrants, refugees, protesters, LGBTQ children, the children and spouses of judges and his opponents—would be a better choice to bring peace to the Middle East seems to me incomprehensible.
I don't know if they're running in MA, but here in NY, the Trump campaign is running breathtakingly transphobic ads showing basically frat guys dressed as drag queens (think bearded dudes in clownish makeup and high heels) with the tagline "She's with they/them". It's literally just 30 seconds of transphobic hate speech as a reason to vote for him. Even if I weren't the mom of an amazing enby 23-year-old, this alone would be reason enough to vote for V.P. Harris. As it is, I was literally nauseated after seeing the ad the first time, and just shaking with rage. A full-on, physical response to how repulsive it was. Protect our kids from this monster and vote for Harris.