Culinary Interpretations

I’m not saying that at some point love isn’t staying up until 2am phone calls or stealing kisses when you least expect it, or instantly falling for each other’s favorite songs because it is, or at least that’s what the lead up to it feels like, but real love, is so much more. It’s going out at 12am to get something to eat for your wife who can’t get out of bed, it’s listening to them as they explode with vulnerability on your living room couch talking about how they were only so young when they’re parents passed on. it’s remembering how someone likes their coffee in the morning without asking—without ever asking, it’s visiting someone in the hospital knowing the last thing you want to do is see them in that condition, it’s wanting to be with that person despite despite everything, the future, the past, and everything in between, it’s the intimate things that you don’t even realize involve such intimacy, but they do, in secret, like the pinky promises you two made behind your back, to love one another for always, in the time you thought you were in love, when you were actually just on your way to it.

When your significant other lives on another continent, every single day is a missed opportunity.

As hipsters around the world try to pretend like they like ~totally love physics man~ let me just one up them in saying that my boyfriend was in the room when they announced the finding of the Higgs. In fact, he was on the cover of the New York Times (albeit extremely blurry). Why yes, that does give me a total boner.

It saddens me to see girls proudly declaring they’re not like other girls – especially when it’s 41,000 girls saying it in a chorus, never recognizing the contradiction. It’s taking a form of contempt for women – even a hatred for women – and internalizing it by saying, Yes, those girls are awful, but I’m special, I’m not like that, instead of stepping back and saying, This is a lie.
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The real meaning of “I’m not like the other girls” is, I think, “I’m not the media’s image of what girls should be.” Well, very, very few of us are. Pop culture wants to tell us that we’re all shallow, backstabbing, appearance-obsessed shopaholics without a thought in our heads beyond cute boys and cuter handbags. It’s a lie – a flat-out lie – and we need to recognize it and say so instead of accepting that judgment as true for other girls, but not for you.

—“I’m not like the other girls”, Claudia Gray (via vuhnessah)

(Source: birdwithapeopleface, via youre-my-queen)

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projectunbreakable:

The poster reads:

1 in 6 males are sexual abused before age 18 - far more than are at risk for diabetes (1 in 10) or heart disease (1 in 8).

At 8 I became a statistic - at 30 I became a survivor. (Most male survivors take at least 20 years to begin healing - if they ever do)

For 22 years I lived in silence. Now I want the world to know - what happened to me can happen to anyone. Both the abuse and the healing. 

www.malesurvivor.org // @malesurvivorORG on Twitter

“For every 100 friends you have on Facebook, 15-20 (at least) are survivors of sexual abuse.”

Photographed in New York City on June 2nd.

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Not sure what Project Unbreakable is? Click here.

Want to be a part of Project Unbreakable? Email us at projectunbreakable@gmail.com

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Find us on Facebook & Twitter

View submissions here

(via lipstick-feminists)

My boyfriend is leaving in a few days to go back to CERN for the summer so for all nonscience studying people like myself I have gotten quite used to saying, “Have you read Angels & Demons?” when people ask me what it is.

In fact, if one person is unkind to an animal it is considered to be cruelty, but where a lot of people are unkind to animals, especially in the name of commerce, the cruelty is condoned and, once large sums of money are at stake, will be defended to the last by otherwise intelligent people.

—Ruth Harrison, author

Holy Crepe

Last night I made the eggplant potato zucchini moussaka with pine nut cream from Veganomicon. Holy crepe. My family is generally completely unreceptive to my meals. I generally don’t make anything with tofu or things that could freak them out (I don’t get it). However they were all dying over the moussaka (we are Greek. Moussaka would run through our veins if it was put in the blender first).

I recently made a huge mistake that cost me an amazing job opportunity (the big bucks). My close brush with post undergraduate real life employment has sent me into a ten minute sobbing session the last two days but cooking has helped a bit.

Hopefully the Veganomicon asparagus quiche with tomatoes and tarragon (uses walnuts and navy beans instead of tofu for a vegan quiche. genius!) will help to continue my slow ascent out of melodramatic “I just graduated” all encompassing depression.