This week seems to be the week of Good and Rarely-Had Food, considering yesterday's the chocolate mousse,
huevos rancheros (fried eggs
and fried corn flour tortillas? Heaven!) Plus, Dad brought home
tamales this week because his office got together and ordered some made. I haven't had tamales since what was probably the last century, and these were alright. What I
really miss from Mexico - apart from the deliscious sandwiches they made at my school shop and
Pelón Pelo Rico - are
falutas. Oh gods, what I wouldn't do for one of those... Today we continued the food trend with roast lamb, which is something we'd usually have in the summers in Spain and I'd wait for every year. Wee little lamb ribs are so deliscious! I don't care how cute they are!
In other - more international - news, Egypt is happening. In the more personal - potentially selfish - news version of this, because Egypt is happening, and other countries are also happening, the project I was working on - that
job I had - has been cancelled. I'm going to get paid for January, but that's it. Back to the dead-end internship. *tries to kick self in the pants and get a move on with the job hunt* *fails miserably*
Yesterday I watched my first ever episode of
Private Practice. I'd been seeing the
promo for the episode all week for
4x7 and thought, well damn, that much drama has to be seen. I was a bit sad to see that
Tim Daly wasn't as astoundingly hot as I remembered him from the
Grey's Anatomy episodes 3x22-23 (but then, it's been 3 years). I mean, look at this sexy thing!
( embeded )Well, the episode was good and dramatic and all that jazz but I stopped caring for a good long while because all I could do was flail and point and squee things that sounded like "Nicholas Brendon!" and "Xander!" Oh, it was
so good to see him on the screen again! I haven't seen Nicholas in anything since
Buffy ended, and it was so strange to see him even
more grown up -
where those grey hairs?!? Plus, it was absolutely delicious to see him be evil. I had a massive crush on Xander in early
Buffy (well, until Angel swept me off my feet with the brooding angst). It was 1x06
The Pack that really kick-started the mad squee. (Even though it also peeved me the hell off because hyena packs are
matriarchies and the males run away in terror from the females.) Even way back in 1997, I had a thing for lanky evil guys. Just look at the sexy!
( embeded )Curious Sickle Fact: I always thought Nicholas Brendon looked a lot like Raine Maida (of the band Our Lady Peace), although this might have been influenced by my learning of the two's existence at the same time. However, the best evidence I can offer:
( Read more... )Meme: 80 Questions via
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( Read more... )Random:
( Read more... )* Larissa, in Sandman #65: "The Kindly Ones:9", by Neil Gaiman