Bananarama

It's been baking central over here lately.

Read food blog, bookmark, make. Repeat.

This one's from Orangette. Truth be told, I like Little Vegan Monsters' banana cake better.

express

The other day I was walking down a street near my aunt's house in Edogawabashi, trying to figure out the way to Ikebukuro. From across the street, I caught a glimpse of a slick glass and wood façade, with red walls and gleaming chrome visible inside. I could see a shiny espresso machine beckoning. I crossed the road.

On the menu they had a macchiato, and it looked like the macchiato I used to drink in Australia, versus the one that they served at the place I worked in Boston. In Australia, it was basically a small, strong latte – a shot, or a double, of espresso, with about the same amount again of milk. In Boston, they just put a little dab of foam on the top, which I've heard it supposed to take off the bitterness, especially if the espresso isn't that good. I much prefer the former.

It was delicious; some of the best coffee I've had in Japan and indeed in awhile.

I was going to post a link to their site and whereabouts but I've lost the card; I'll update when I've found it.

Love Songs

More translation practice for me. I miss speaking Spanish.

Canciones de Amor
by Julieta Venegas

Tu me decias que nada te haría cambiar y yo te decía que cambiaste todo para mí, tu me decías que estabas triste con la vida, pero yo, nunca te creí.
You were saying to me that nothing is going to change you, and I was saying to you that everything changed for me,
You were saying to me that you were sad about life, but I, never believed you.


Estoy tan cansada de las canciones de amor ,siempre hablan de un final feliz...bien sabemos que la vida nunca funciona asi.
I am so tired of the love songs, always taking about happy ever after... well we know that life never works like that.

Y te mandaba las señales que se me ocurrían, tu nunca las entendías, no escuchabas bien, un día me cansé y claro está que te dejé no me hacías caso, entonces para qué?
And I was sending the signals that occured to me, you never understood them, you didn't listen well, one day I got tired and of course I left, you never noticed me, and for what?

(chorus)

Habria hecho todo pero tu nunca entendiste nada,nada de nada la vida siempre tiene que seguir aunque mi corazon se parta y no quede nada por eso
I would have done everything but you never understood anything, nothing about nothing, life always has to go on though my heart is broken and nothing remains of it. 

(chorus)

scrummus

I love David Lebovitz's blog, and his recipe for hummus was really yummy.

hominess

I made bread, using this recipe, and it was good. Except it needed a LOT more than six cups of flour. Try ten. Or more.

Wooooooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooo!

Universal Suffrage

Vote. Vooooooote. Vote vote. Please.

For that one, of course.