Because “resolutions” are too harsh
This photo has nothing to do with anyone I just like these fish.
I know everyone is all about making new year’s resolutions, but I really dislike the word “resolution.” It removes all flexibility, and I like to keep it flexible. Instead, I like to set “intentions.” While both resolution and intention highlight a bit of forward-looking determination, intention just seems so much gentler.
I say yes a lot. Yes to new plans when I know I’m already crazy busy. Yes to a second drink when I only wanted one. Yes to going out when I feel like staying in, or my bank account is begging me to stay in. I am not sure where this need to say yes all the time came from, but I guess I assumed successful people gained momentum from saying yes. I mean, saying yes to EVERYTHING is better than saying no to everything, right? And it’s good to get out of your comfort zone and say yes to a plan or adventure that seems a bit risky. But I often find myself in situations where I think, “ugh, why did I agree to do this?” Not this year. Continue reading
“So you’re sex-positive?” asked the woman standing in the kitchen of my mother’s farm. We had just met.
“Ehrm…you betcha!” I said as I tried to inconspicuously ogle the generous portion of side-boob pouring from the edges of her tank like lava from a boobcano of joy. Side-boob is a lot harder to inconspicuously ogle than cleavage since you have to come at it from the side all shifty and crab-like.
I had no idea what being “sex-positive” meant, even though I write about sex and this was pretty recently. But I liked this new friend, and we had been having a nice talk about body image, sex, veganism, and I as I already stated…the side boob.
I had a general idea what she meant; the name “sex-positive” explains it pretty well. But I didn’t know this was, you know, a movement.
Where have I been? I thought as I Googled the term two minutes after she left. I quickly learned that “sex-positive” is the idea that if a sex act is safe and consensual, then it should be viewed as a positive, healthy thing. Sex-positivity also encourages sex education and addressing sex, and pleasure, as something natural that should be embraced. So, yep, sex-positive. I sure am.
If this movement has been around since the 60s, why am I just hearing the term now? Sure, I just jumped on the Smartphone trend a couple months back and my most well-loved electronic is my Hitachi Magic Wand, but I’d like to think I’m not that culturally clueless, especially when it comes to sexuality.
Dear Adriana Lima, thank you for making me care about football.
You can always tell how busy I am when I haven’t posted any new food or sex fun on here in a few days. This last week has been slamming me hard, with new projects at work, assignments that need attention and fun events to attend. On Super Bowl Sunday my buddy and bossman over at the vegan culture portal iEatGrass.com, super-chef Ayinde Howell, threw an awesome pop-up event in Brooklyn at The West. Ayinde’s vegan pop-up restaurant brand, Wildflower, has been featured all over, from VegNews to Grub Street. We had a great time on Sunday feeding vegans and football fans alike. Somewhere around 40 people showed up (we got the word out via NYC Vegan EatUP) and the menu included barbeque seitan sammies with ranch coleslaw, loaded quinoa nachos, pizza bagel sliders, his famous Mac N Yease ( triple gasm!) and more. People no joke showed up with Tupperware begging to take left-over Mac N Yease home–it’s that good.
Behind the scenes in the Wildflower Super Bowl Kitchen!
While I could care less about sports, I was happy the Giants won if only because I found myself in Grand Central at midnight, and being surrounded by New Yorkers when their team just lost would have been more terrifying than being tied to a chair in Times Square during the zombie apocalypse. If you have never checked out iEatGrass, you should! This month marks its 2 year anniversary, which is exciting. While you’re over there, be sure to poke around my column, The Lusty Vegan. Or don’t.
The first course! BBQ Seitan Sammy. Yeah. I ate that.