I’m starting @berrysweetboutique‘s Pastel Rainbowcy Challenge! I’ve never actually played with berry sweet sims before, but I’m excited to try. So meet my founder, Eidolon Cassata!~ He was prettier in CAS, Ima tweak him some more >.>…
Over-the-Top Dessert: Happy Thanksgiving! Looking for a quick and easy last-minute Thanksgiving dessert? This version of cassata, the ornate Sicilian dessert with layers of sponge cake, sweetened ricotta, candied fruit, dark chocolate and marzipan is ready in just 30 minutes.
Recently transgender artist @ryancassata released his newest album Shine. He has done interviews with fans about this album. Here the interview i did.
1) What is the inspiration behind Shine?
Shine is really a compilation album of all of my recent work. I wanted to make an album that has a little bit for almost everyone.
2) What was your favourite part of making Shine?
My favorite part was being in the studio and getting to hear my songs come to life. I usually play acoustic so to have my drummer come in and play really brings the songs out! It’s a beautiful process and it’s very exciting!
3) Do you have a favourite song off this album?
My favorite song right now is Alcatraz. It’s the most fun to play. It could change tho.
4) What effect, if any, has you being transgender had on this album?
A lot. We’re the Cool Kids is a song to call everyone to come together and rise up against the hatred. It’s a song for all the kids who don’t fit in. I wrote it about the gender binary really. If you don’t fit into the gender binary that’s totally cool. I don’t really fit in either.
5) Do you think your transgender status affected the publicity for Shine?
Definitely. I definitely received more publicity for my Trans status but I probably missed a lot too just because I’m Trans.
6) Do you plan to tour with Shine? If so, where?
Yes! I’ve got dates coming up that are all on my website and I just played SXSW!
7) Any plans for your next album?
Not yet. It’s still being written!! But I definitely want to do more hip hop. :)
In Sicilia quando non sei proprio convinto dici “ora poi lo facciamo…” oppure ad una domanda rispondi contemporaneamente “sì,no…”
Noi siciliani, abbiamo una percezione del tempo molto particolare, ad esempio quello che hai fatto il giorno prima diventa passato remoto, come fossero trascorsi secoli… oppure quando stai uscendo di casa, rassicuri tutti affermando “sto tornando”, anche se il tuo rientro sarà dopo un paio d'ore.
Per noi il condizionale è quasi inutile, infatti lo sostituiamo direttamente con il congiuntivo, tipo “se putissi, u facissi”. Abbiamo anche il “potere” di far diventare transitivi i verbi intransitivi, infatti noi usciamo la macchina, saliamo la spesa, usciamo i soldi… Poi a noi piace molto utilizzare gli spostamenti “salire e scendere” in modi molto fantasiosi, infatti noi “scendiamo giù a Natale” e “saliamo dopo le feste”, anche il caffè “è salito” e la pasta si cala. Qui, in Sicilia, le macchine camminano come avessero gambe, e non vengono guidate ma “portate”.
Spesso utilizziamo una sola parola per indicare più oggetti, ad esempio non c'è differenza tra tovaglia, asciugamano, tovaglietta, per noi è solo tovaglia, e basta. Se vogliamo dire ad un amico di venire a trovarci, gli diciamo di “avvicinare”, che è meno formale e più amichevole.
Riusciamo anche a trasformare un luogo in un modo di fare, ad esempio il cortile diventa curtigghiu, ovvero spettegolare, anche se quest'ultimo non rende molto l'idea.
Se parliamo in questo modo, non vuol dire che siamo ignoranti e arretrati, dietro ogni parola o espressione che utilizziamo si nascondono le nostre origini, la nostra storia. Ad esempio “tumazzu, carusu, cammisa”, sono parole greche (vedi tumassu, kouros, poucamiso); “carrubo” deriva dall'arabo “harrub”, così come le parole “cassata e giuggiulena”. “Accattari”, deriva dal normanno “acater” (da cui il francese “acheter”), oppure “arrieri” (da darriere). Dal catalano abbiamo preso in prestito le parole “abbuccari” (da abocar),“accupari” (da acubar), “cascia” (da caixa) ecc… Questi sono solo alcuni esempi, in realtà sono migliaia i vocaboli presi in prestito dalle altre lingue.
Essere orgogliosi delle proprie radici però non significa chiudersi e rifiutarsi di conoscere la grammatica italiana, ritenendo snob “quelli del nord” quando ci correggono. Anzi, utilizzare il proprio dialetto (più che dialetto è una lingua a tutti gli effetti) con consapevolezza, può soltanto arricchire.
È mia personalissima opinione che il pasticciere, nel decorare la cassata con la frutta candita, si sia divertito un sacco a disseminare il suddetto dolce di un bel tot di messaggi (molto poco) subliminali.
Forse sono il solito malpensante, ma forse anche no.
Ah, dimenticavo, buon Natale a tutti voi.
This is a southern Italian treat called ’cassata.’ They are also known as “The breasts of St. Agatha,” so named for a Catholic martyr who was being forced to marry a rich man around the year 250. She refused, either because he was really unattractive or had no sense of humor or because she wanted to “devote her life to God.”
He imprisoned her, hoping she would change her mind in the cell, but she still refused to marry him. He then ordered that her breasts be cut off in sick punishment, and so now, in present day, we eat these unbelievably delicious tiny boob-shaped delights filled with ricotta, marscapone cream and marzapan in memoriam of her.
When I studied abroad in Rome, I referred to them as “boob cake” and they were my beloved favorite treat, but it wasn’t until this past summer when Sicilians taught me that my juvenile gauche reference to their shapes had actual historical sense.
Sonic and Honey are on the set of the latest, greatest(?) super hero show—Sonic Man Heroes! But when Dr. Eggman crashes the scene, ranting and raving about creative differences, things get very interesting! Featuring cover art by comics extraordinaire Tracy Yardley and a “Arcade” variant by Sonic comics legend Patrick Spaziante!
Script: Ian Flynn
Art: Tracy Yardley, Terry Austin, Gabriel Cassata and John Workman
Ey, <3 your blog! A scenario of Tsuna's ex accidentally meeting them on a mission? s/o just killed their target and when Tsu learned who it was he tried to stop her but she escapes. Kudos to you!
It was your biggest mission since you broke up with the Vongola Decimo. You worked as an assassin for the Millifiore family and Don Gesso had only allowed you to see the Decimo if you agreed to be the official liaison instead of an assassin between the two families. However, since then you had decided to step down from that position to avoid any awkward encounters with your ex, and had gone back to your life of killing.
The details of the mission were simple - infiltrate the rival family as a staff member, learn the favorite food of the boss, poison, and then bail. It was pretty simple and clean cut. You had already gained the trust of your coworkers because let’s face it - your cassata was the fucking bomb. The boss had eaten enough of it that he’s specifically asked for it when other bosses come for dinner to impress them.
If things had gone differently, you think you would have become a pastry chef than an assassin. But things didn’t and now here you are, poisoning your beautiful work of art just to finish the job. You had been undercover for almost a year, sneaking around the base during your breaks to leak information back to the Millifiore.
Tonight was a dinner with several bosses participating to celebrate the success of some other man. Your target was someone the alliance wanted dead but could not do so without angering others. It would have started a war but there were more details to it that you didn’t really care about. All you cared about was that the evidence was placed to frame a different family for the alliance to attack before splitting the target’s assets among each other.
Each of the bosses coming that night had taken the antidote for the poison you were serving. It was a precaution in case the wrong slice of the cassata was served and the poisoned fruit was not given to the target. The alliance didn’t know who was in charge of the assassination, there was a blind selection done to protect the one to give the hit.
So there you were, personally delivering the cassata to your target to cut and to serve. You stood there with pride at your creation and the future job well done when you realized you forgot one little detail.
The Vongola was part of the alliance.
That meant Don Vongola was at this dinner, sitting at the table you were serving and standing in front of.
The same Don Vongola you had made the same dessert for his mother’s birthday party.
You watched as the realization in his eyes became present at the first bite of the cassata, his head swerving to see you next to your target. Inwardly, you cursed the recipe you used and refused to change. Pride had lead to the discovery of your identity. Soon you saw Don Cavallone and Don Shimon look at you as well, they were also at your ex-boyfriend’s mother’s birthday party where you were introduced.
Those men were smart enough to see through your dyed hair and colored contacts. Don Vongola had just started to get up, obviously to make his way towards you when your target began to choke and foam at the mouth before flopping back onto his chair unmoving.
It was a quick acting poison, specially made by the Millifiore scientists for this mission.
Everything went into chaos. The staff began to scream as the other bosses sprang into action to build an alibi for themselves. You could see Don Gesso continue to eat the cassata with glee, uncaring of the mess and loudness around him. At least someone was enjoying your work.
A flash of brown to your left and then a set of amber eyes stared into you, Don Vongola in front of you. He had grabbed your wrist, searching in your eyes for something. “It is you,” he breathed out, wonder lacing his voice.
You panicked and roughly shoved him away to fumble for your pockets. Grabbing the smoke bomb, you threw it onto the ground and dove under the table to quickly crawl to the other side of the room. You could hear your ex-boyfriend telling you to stop, to wait but never by your name.
Once on the other side of the table, you unleashed another smoke bomb to hide your escape through the open balcony and down to the ground floor. The motorcycle you placed there the night before was still waiting for you, the quiet engine letting you get away easily.
It wasn’t until the next day later when you got two texts on your disposable phone. The first was from a number you recognized as from Don Gesso. He had complimented you on the cassata, asking for you to make it on your return to base. The other text was from an unknown number asking to meet up to talk. You knew exactly who it was from without reading the information of the meeting place as the restaurant you two went for your first date.
Hey, I think I might be a boy and I was born a girl and It's all really confusing and scary and I can't talk about because my parents are violently homophobic/ transphobic and I was wondering if you had any advice or knew any good songs/ musicians that have to do with transgender because that's what I use to cope woth things like my sexuality and stuff
I’m really sorry to hear this, but you’ll make it through there’s a whole community out there that has your back <3
As for music, I’m not sure what your favourite genres are but I’ve found a little bit of everything here (including a few personal faves) so you can check it out and see what you like!
In tech class we’ve been working on each making our own clocks for a while and today I finally finished mine and got to bring it home!!!!!! 💖💛💙
It kinda turned out a little more punk than originally intended but it still looks so awesome!!!!!! 😍
I also took advantage of the wood burning kit and wrote one of my favourite quotes from Ryan Cassata:
“Lift your head up, I’ve been there too, stand up, stay strong, push on through. But more importantly stay true, stay you.”
(Only after I realized I wrote “keep” instead of “lift” but close enough)