A grain of rice, like a grain of sand, sifts through your hands with a mysterious and lovely sameness. Mostly white or tan, hundreds or thousands of grains pour smoothly out of buckets, out of burlap, into bowls, with a sound like small waterfalls. Rice seems so simple, really. And yet, because it plays a central role in world cuisines, these modest grains can carry the weight of history. Sometimes that history is deeply surprising.
Trinidadian ethnobotanist Francis Morean is living that surprise. The 56-year-old grew up in Trinidad’s Palo Seco hamlet, helping his mother and grandmother plant “hill rice” in the garden once the late-spring rainy season had begun. They would punch checkerboard-style holes in the ground with stakes fashioned from tree branches, and drop the rice seeds in. After harvesting, they would dry the rice plants on large cloths sewn together and laid in the sun. The dried rice plants were shredded by dancing and stomping on them barefoot, the hulls removed in homemade mortars and pestles. The rice stored well for years and was, says Morean, a cherished dish at the dinner table.
“In Sierra Leone and many West African nations, rice was an essential part of every meal,” Morean says. “So being able to produce one’s rice was a major plus for persons of the African diaspora.”
And this particular rice, in the words of David Shields, author of Southern Provisions: The Creation and Revival of a Cuisine, was “the most historically significant African diaspora grain in the Western Hemisphere.” Last month, Morean joined Shields and assorted rice geneticists, scholars, growers and chefs in Charleston, S.C., to attend a day-long tasting and presentation on the history of this unusual African rice that is, nowadays, causing a bit of a stir.
It’s a rice that traveled from Africa to low country — the sea islands and coastal plains of the American Southeast – and was grown widely in Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi and Kentucky. While it was not a major commercial crop on plantations, for the enslaved Africans who worked them, it was a vital, edible link to the homes they and their ancestors had been wrenched from. It was then brought to Trinidad by formerly enslaved people called Merikins — a variant of “Americans” — where it thrived even as it vanished from U.S. fields. It is a seed that followed the slave trade, and its repatriation now may help fill in a critical missing link in Southern, African and Trinidadian foodways.
varying sentence starters from pink guy’s / filthy frank’s album, pink season, organized in order of the tracklist. very long post. different triggers apply, you’ve been warned !
❛ i don’t got time for another little bitch ! ❜
❛ are you fucking serious ? ❜
❛ stay the fuck out of my business. ❜
❛ i don’t fuck with pussies, call me gay. ❜
❛ i don’t fuck with cunts, call me homo. ❜
❛ i got a gun. ❜
❛ what the fuck are you doing ? ❜
❛ this is some fucking bullshit. ❜
❛ this ain’t a fucking game, bitch. ❜
❛ shut the fuck up. ❜
❛ you’re a fucking cunt. ❜
❛ nobody even wants you here. ❜
❛ can you shut your fucking mouth ? ❜
❛ you’re just really fucking dense. ❜
❛ are you stupid or disabled ? ❜
❛ come && catch these hands. ❜
❛ i hope you win the lottery && die the next day, && your daughter has to see you get lowered to your grave. ❜
❛ ooh, that was a little dark. ❜
❛ i’m sorry. ❜
❛ very poor taste. ❜
❛ i shouldn’t have said that. ❜
❛ i do it for my city. ❜
❛ please stop calling me gay. ❜
❛ it was just a little mistake. ❜
❛ i regret to inform you, i fucked your girls pussy. ❜
❛ she’s so nice. ❜
❛ she lets me use her body. ❜
❛ i treat her badly, but she comes back every time. ❜
❛ it goes to show that none of these hoes are worth a dime. ❜
❛ hello, i would like to schedule you to pick me up, as i am on the prowl for pussy. ❜
❛ i’m cooking all the dumplings. ❜
❛ i’m cooking up a storm, boy, none of that beef shit. ❜ ❛ they say i’m the man in your nightmares. ❜
❛ that’s a personal issue. ❜
❛ i’m a motherfucking meme machine. ❜
❛ without memes, i will die. ❜
❛ i’m tryna get my dick wet. ❜
❛ feminism: the pussy’s in charge. ❜
❛ flex like david ike. ❜
❛ i think i know the truth. ❜
❛ high school sucks. ❜
❛ i got these pussy bitches wailing like the japanese. ❜
❛ breathing more cushion than the seat’s got. ❜
❛ i’m here to be an act, not a role model. ❜
❛ suck my dick. ❜
❛ we fall again. ❜
❛ i never thought i’d see you come from beneath me. ❜
❛ everything is dark && empty && i don’t know how to fix it. ❜
❛ i don’t know why i feel like shit. ❜
❛ i’m dying inside. ❜
❛ i think there’s something wrong with me. ❜
❛ every time i go outside i look like i’ve been doing meth. ❜
❛ you think this is about my feelings ? ❜
❛ when the sun go down, i’m sippin on lean. ❜
❛ if you really didn’t care, you’d let it be. ❜
❛ take a look around, motherfucker, everyone’s diggin’ me. ❜
❛ i live in a constant state of fear && misery. ❜
❛ do you miss me anymore ? ❜
❛ i don’t even notice when it hurts anymore. ❜
❛ what’s wrong with the world ? ❜
my full piece for the takumi side of the struck to cinders zine! i decided on a picture of young takumi and his retainers, assuming theyve known each other for a long time. Rice fields are trickier to draw than they look; i think ive learned something.
Condoleezza Rice’s new book, Democracy: Stories from the Long Road to Freedom, is a
full-throated endorsement of overseas engagement and democracy building. It
comes at a time of widespread distrust of government and institutions.
Rice’s “through line” is that institutions provide
the bedrock for any successful democracy. Though institutions are built by
people, she says, no country can rely on a single personality to carry it
forward. The Founding Fathers knew this, so they constrained the executive by
embedding it in a balance with other institutions.
“What the American Founding Fathers understood was that
institutions were built for human imperfection,” she says, “not human
authors note: i was inspired to write this while watching shawn’s live stream today. also, please send me requests. i’m running out of ideas :(
“I think I’m gunna quit music and become a chef.” You head Shawn say over the music from the kitchen. You decided to visit him since he’s still home recovering from his surgery. You walked into the kitchen to see what he was making.
“Who are you taking to babe?” You said and laughed as you walked into the kitchen. You then saw Shawn’s phone propped up on the counter. He was live streaming. You loved that he was so interactive with his fans.
“Y/N! Say hi to everyone!” Shawn smiled and motioned for you to come say hi to people through his phone. You didn’t exactly want thousands of people looking at you so instead you stayed on the opposite side of the kitchen and yelled hi for everyone to hear.
“Why don’t you come be part of my cooking show love?” Shawn said while stirring his rice.
“Well.. I haven’t brushed my hair in maybe two days. I think that’s a pretty good reason.” You laughed but it was so true.
“Come on, no one cares. You’re crazy beautiful either way. Plus, I need your help.” Shawn smirked. You rolled your eyes but gave in, waking over to Shawn to help him. You looked at his phone to see that 84,000 something people were watching you. And you knew fans would be taking screenshots of this too. With this thought in mind you simply said “Hey everyone. Don’t mind my hair, and please don’t screenshot me. Screenshot Shawn and his cooking.” You laughed as you said this. You loved how honest you could be with Shawn’s fans. You’ve been dating Shawn for a while and his fans were like friends to you both. Although not everyone was supportive of your relationship, most of them were and it was nice.
“15 minutes to cook rice? It shouldn’t take this long to cook rice, that’s ridiculous.” Shawn said in confusion as he stared at his rice.
“Shawn, most rice cooks for that amount of time. It’s not ridiculous, it’s patience.” You laughed and poked his side.
“Whatever. I need help with something else though!” Shawn walked over to the cabinet and pulled out like six different boxes of tea. He held them up to the camera and asked everyone which one he should have.
“Have this one. I’m pretty sure I got you this one.” You said pointing to the peach mango tea.
“Yeah I think you’re right, and it looks like everyone else says peach mango too. Peach mango it is! You want some babe?” Shawn put the other boxes away and started to make the tea.
“Yeah sure. Can I have some of your rice too?”
“Of course. Man, I should’ve made you breakfast or something!” Shawn leaned over to his phone. “I’m a good boyfriend I swear, I actually cook for her quite often, right Y/N?”
You smiled and nodded. It’s true, he did always come up with cute little snacks for you to eat for movie nights, and sometimes even after a date night out he would come home and try to replicate the recipe you ate from one of your favorite restaurants. He was most definitely a good boyfriend. So good, that you always joked about him being a bad one which is why he told the people watching that he was a good one.
“I’m pretty much only dating Shawn because he makes me food.” You looked in the camera on Shawn’s phone and laughed. “Right Shawn?” You looked up at him. He was so adorably tall it made your heart melt.
“Actually, yeah.” He laughed and leaned down to kiss you.
“Oh I love this song.” Shawn said as one of his favorite John Mayer songs played in the background. You and him to started to dance together, and sing and cook all at the same time. You realized how silly you must look to all the people watching but you didn’t care. Because you also knew that half of the people watching were wishing they were you, and in that moment you felt so lucky to be dancing with someone you loved with all your heart, someone who did crazy things just to make you laugh, someone who could sing to you whenever you felt upset, someone who live streamed himself cooking. He was perfect in your eyes and you couldn’t get enough of him. You wish that all those watching who didn’t approve of your relationship knew how you felt. You wished they knew that you would never hurt Shawn, and that you tried your best to make him happy. After all, he spent all his time, going out of his way to make you happy. And you loved him, so why wouldn’t you do the same for him?
ISTJ:“Never half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing.” - Ron Swanson
ISTP: “There’s only one thing that I hate more than lying - skimmed milk. Which is water lying about being milk.” - Ron Swanson
ISFJ:“I think that Comic Sans always screams fun, right?” - Jerry Gergich
ISFP:“I really only listen to Hawaiian death reggae and Halloween sound effects records from the 1950s.” - April Ludgate
INTJ:“The air is too fresh. It’s disgusting. I can’t breathe. There’s a brook somewhere that won’t stop babbling. Shut up!” - April Ludgate
INTP:“You know, “nerd culture” is mainstream now. So, when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist.” - Ben Wyatt
INFJ:“Jogging is the worst! I know it keeps you healthy, but at what cost?!” - Ann Perkins
INFP:“I promised myself I was not going to cry tonight, and I’ve already broken that promise five times. But I will not break it a sixth.” - Chris Traeger
ESTJ:“Any dog under fifty pounds is a cat and cats are useless.” - Ron Swanson
ESTP:“Yes, I’m a hunter… And it’s ‘you’ season.” - Donna Meagle
ESFJ: “What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring really loudly at me.” - Leslie Knope
ESFP:“When life gives you lemons, steal your grandma’s jewelry and go clubbin’.”
ENTJ:“Fishing relaxes me. It’s like yoga, except I still get to kill something.” - Ron Swanson
ENTP:“Zerts are what I call desserts. Tray-trays are entrées. I call sandwiches ‘sammies,’ ‘sandoozles,’ or ‘Adam Sandlers.’ Air conditioners are ‘cool blasterz.’ I call cakes ‘big ol’ cookies.’ I call noodles ‘long-ass rice.’ Fried chicken is ‘fry-fry chicky-chick.’ Chicken parm is ‘chicky-chicky-parm-parm.’ Chicken cacciatore? ‘Chicky-cach.’ I call eggs ‘pre-birds,’ or ‘future birds.’ Root beer is ‘super water.’ Tortillas are ‘bean blankets.’ And I call forks ‘food rakes.’” - Tom Haverford
ENFJ: “I need you to text me every 30 seconds saying that everything is gonna be okay.” - Leslie Knope
ENFP:“I tried to make ramen in the coffee pot and broke everything.” - Andy Dwyer
This Brand-New Vegan Cookbook Will Help You Save Time, Money, and Animals
Toni Okamoto, co-author of The Friendly Vegan Cookbook and the brains behind acclaimed vegan blog Plant Based on a Budget, is at it again with an impressive collection of recipes: The Super Easy Vegan Slow Cooker Cookbook.
Featuring 100 delicious, affordable, and easy-to-make recipes, this book tackles one of the biggest issues faced by vegans of all ages—how to make mouthwatering vegan dishes with little time and money.
½ tsp. poached garlic oil1 cup long-grain white rice¼ small yellow onion, finely chopped3 poached garlic cloves2 cups vegetable broth½ cup frozen mixed veggies¼ cup sliced shiitake mushrooms
Add the oil, rice, onion, and garlic to a medium sauté pan. Cook over medium heat, stirring frequently, until the onions become translucent and the rice turns a golden brown (about 2 minutes).
Add the vegetable broth, frozen vegetables, and mushrooms.
Bring to a boil, cover, and lower to a simmer.
Allow to simmer for 20 minutes.
If you use organic rice that’s grown in the United States, it isn’t necessary to rinse before cooking. Rinsing does remove excess starch, however, so if you have an extra minute, rinse your rice in cold water before cooking for perfectly fluffy rice.