#many of my friends and I are worth less to them than mediocre chicken and bad comedy and a bad game.
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I feel fucking insane the way some people act like homophobia and especially transphobia can just be ignored. It is extremely clear that it cannot be ignored! They are trying to kill people with the laws trying to be passed! They will kill people and are already killing people with this hate! It's insane to me that people will decide hate that directly kills people can be ignored because they really wanna play that new magic game or because they really like that comedian! I want to believe in people and that the world isn't out to get me or my loved ones but how am I supposed to believe that when I watch people choose brief entertainment over my friend's lives!
#how am i supposed to look my friends in the eye after they talk about how much they miss chik fil a and how they know it's 'bad' to support#it but they just miss the sauce too much!#how do i look anyone in the eye when i know that to them#many of my friends and I are worth less to them than mediocre chicken and bad comedy and a bad game.#like i know that it's not that serious to them. they don't realize that there is a bigger effect to their chicken or their comedy consumpti#on but like! it is that serious! it is that serious! people are dying!#i am so scared and i cant say any of this to anyone because everyone i know will think i am overreacting!#'oh its not that serious' 'oh well /i/ think-'#people are dying! it is that serious!#i just. it's so hard to have faith in people. when i know that so many would kill my loved ones. because they are hateful.#and i know! the average person does not hold the hate in their heart that everyone on tv or the internet does. but they don't hold enough#love either. because they will just stand aside and deny deny deny until they look around and mourn us because they didn't hate us!#they just didn't care.#transphobia#homphobia
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Random Personal Rant
For anyone somehow here not from the original thread, this started off me getting asked what finishing school is and me getting shit off my chest that is only mildly relevant about how I could both be of the social class that gets sent to finishing school and grows up on welfare.
With an understanding that in many parts of the world it wouldn't qualify as so, as far as the US goes, my dad is from what counts as a very old money family from Baltimore & Philadelphia. Both his siblings went to college and one now owns a major hedge fund, and his sister is married to a C-level executive at a huge conglomerate. His parents went to college. His grandparents went to college. All eight of his great grandparents went to college. My dad...did not go to college. He was not about that life, and while I don't mean it as an insult, when I say his primary occupation until I was ~5 was a drummer in a mediocre band I mean that he opened for a lot of great acts, and if you lived in the Boston to Atlanta area in the 80s you may have heard him play, but he was never a huge national name. But he wasn't an amateur band playing for free at some random local gig either.
My mom grew up on a chicken farm in a Mennonite family in Pennsylvania but also completely rejected her heritage and became a model, sort of like my father, of mediocre status. Not Giselle Bundchen, but had national contracts and if you have a Graco ad/box from 1990-1993 you might see both me and her on it. They met because my mom's friends placed bets, one each, on who could sleep with a member of their favorite local band first and my mom picked my dad and...my mom was actually supposed to go be a model in Tokyo and found out she was pregnant with me and couldn't go đ
So, after my parents had two kids back to back with a third on the way and determined they needed lifestyles more in line with having three children, they became much poorer than they originally were because my mom stopped working and my dad, with a barely-passed-high-school education but needing a true "day job" worked day labor in construction. My dad's father was too proud to give us money/help if my dad didn't beg for it; despite having eventually four young children my dad never did so we ended up on all the state assistance programs one could imagine. My grandma jokes that dinners at my parents house were BYOC - bring your own chair, because we didn't own any.
My mother and paternal grandmother had no such pride issues and I live in eternal gratitude that my welfare childhood was not as crappy as it should have been because my grandmother would have my mom accompany her on grocery runs and buy us food without my father or grandfather knowing, and every Christmas and birthday my grandparents/godparents could give us the one big ticket gift all the kids wanted that year. But, on the other side, I once got stung by a bee inside my mouth because my brother threw a hairbrush through a cracked window at me and broke it and we couldn't afford to fix it for about two years and a hornet got in one day and rested himself in my coke can (my parents were the very American type that fed me coca-cola in baby bottles at age 8 when I was jealous of my younger siblings lol).
It is hard not to believe in "toxic masculinity" when two men warring over dumbass pride issues would rather their children/grandchildren go without food than suck it up and decide 'help' isn't the worst word in the English language, and you know you've only been saved by two women who came from totally different backgrounds and entirely disapproved of each other but reached out the hand to shake when it came down to toddlers getting the short end of the don't-bend-the-knee stick. It wasn't that either of the men were bad people, I loved them both and got along great with both, but on a societal level I feel they were socialized in a very fucked up way if that was the end result, as both claimed "male pride" in these instances [my dad took multiple thousands of dollars I'd saved from working during college from me during the 2008-2010 financial crisis and didn't tell me and that was the reason I was given for why I hadn't been informed/asked, because it would be too emotionally difficult for an adult man to ask a young woman. My graduation present was them repaying me 1/3 of the money they'd taken from me without asking because I'd like, trusted them when it had been in a joint account that was a holdover from when I was <18 and couldn't have my own bank account].
While in some ways my parents on the surface achieved the American dream of going from nothing to a bunch of money, the real factor in play was that my dad's father was the bank. My parents had no credit and couldn't get real loans. My dad worked construction and during the two major periods that flipping houses was very lucrative, he never had to get an actual loan or pay actual interest, he just had to ask his father to pay out cash and then repay him at a flat 2% interest rate that didn't even accrue over time, just...whenever you are ready, repay the value of the loan + 2%. Because my father was doing something productive, in these instances, my grandfather was happy to pay, because it wasn't giving away money, it was loaning it. I had a very weird situation of mostly being poor but like also getting taken to the "big donors" events at the Kennedy Center and my grandparents regularly buying me a dress as a child worth more than my mom's wedding dress and also needing to pretend I fit in with these people.
And look. When I say "these people"...honestly, by and large, most wealthy people, whether inherited or not, are not the assholes you want to imagine. Most of them are extremely nice. Most of them are generous when it comes to the less fortunate who are in their personal sphere of being. Most of them are just really out of touch. The 100% kindest of all of them that I know once relayed to me that she thought people would be happier if once a year they did what she did...go to the airport with a purse packed full of absolute necessities, buy a one way ticket to the most appealing destination on the flight board, buy your clothes and book your accommodations after you'd arrived, and come back after you felt you'd 'centered' yourself. She didn't understand why there were so many unhappy people who weren't taking this very obvious route to being happier. I didn't quite know how to explain that saying "most" people couldn't afford to do that either financially or from a job/career angle didn't even cover it, as "most" sounds like 70% instead of 99.7%.
I was both my parents eldest son and eldest daughter in the worst combination possible. I was the eldest son because I was the most stereotypically male of all my siblings, in everything from desire to physically fight the battles I was given to dislike of shopping/fashion to lack of emotional connection to my relationships, so I can now fix your average household plumbing/drywall/electrical issue better than most "city" guys I interact with and remain less clingy to them in the process. I was also very much the oldest daughter from a responsibility perspective, I managed our household and from age 10 - 24 managed the finances of our family business, my mom almost died giving birth to my youngest brother after a ruptured uterus that should never have happened in the first place if we had adequate insurance to get her a non-emergency C-section (I was just past 9 years old at the time) and I was informally withdrawn from school for two years to take care of the family when she couldn't because there is no paid parental leave in the US and we got double-fucked by the medical industry because she got a bad "mesh" put in and then had to have a further surgery to repair that which we also had to pay for and didn't have the money to win a lawsuit over.
I don't know quite how to put this, but in the deepest fuck you of the universe, my rich-immigrant-ggggg grandfather's money led to him owning banks, insurance companies, etc, and the family cashed out in a big way when their ownership was bought by and merged with what is now Cigna, one of the biggest US healthcare insurers, and my nuclear family specifically got screwed by the American health insurance industry, but anyway, we were the people selected for that karmic comeuppance so if you want to feel schadenfreude at my expense, I'll allow it without begrudging the sentiment, my family might have fucked up your familyâs life too, not just their own.
I got up twice a night to feed my brother because my dad had to sleep unmolested in my room to get to work and my mom was too weak to carry my brother or even hold him against her while she nursed so I had to hold him up to her. Adjusting to living in a city and hearing lots of random noises all the time was not easy when I'd had mom sound instincts from age 9.
I learned to drive the fall my youngest bro was born because my mom couldn't and I had to get my middle brother to preschool and go the grocery store on my own. While I hold absolutely no ill will towards my father or grandfather for this and given that about 1/3 of my paternal family either has an autism diagnosis or should, I fully feel the struggles they both went through to be communicated with, my father wouldn't ask for help, and my grandmother that lived 20 minutes away couldn't give enough help because my grandfather refused to do a single dish on his own as that was outside their "marriage contract" type agreement and she couldn't ever stay with us overnight when there wasn't a clearly-communicated need, so they let the burden fall on a 9 - 11 year old child and that really shaped a lot of my life in both good and bad ways. My youngest brother is 22, and we have only just climbed out of the medical debt his birth left us with between my dad's life insurance and my oldest brother and I paying for the extra cost of out-of-state college tuition.
The irony of all of this is that because my father died before his father, when my grandmother dies, my siblings and I will all inherit enough money (as a non-blood relative my mom, despite keeping her vows to part at death and not having remarried in eight years, is cut out entirely) to make this a non-issue, but my grandfather couldn't conscience spotting his unluckiest child some money in the end of days to pay for my youngest two brothers' education and take that worry off my father as he was dying. The day before he died I had to hold him down in bed to keep him from trying to climb in his truck to go to work because he was so anxious about trying to provide for us in spite of his father having fuck you money, because his father didn't think it was fair to the other siblings (who, at the time, still owned a major hedge fund and were married to a C-level executive of a huge conglomerate). A day and a half later I went back to my job because at the time I was then the sole provider for the family and didn't want to risk asking for the standard week's bereavement leave when I knew I was capable of showing up at work the next day and was fresh out of college so hadn't built up a reputation yet.
My father worked the day each of us was born, so I suppose it is only fair and he smiled at the choice. In spite of what it may seem, I gave a baller and very heartfelt speech at his funeral to all his rich friends that over and above everything, he'd taught us how to be happy with our own lives no matter what, and multiple of them emailed my mom in the aftermath to say they'd reassessed their relationship with their children in light of it, although...tbh I kind of doubt that lasted and they probably changed nothing đ
. The last good talk I had with him, two weeks before he died [his liver was going and it sent toxins to his brain that de-personed him after that and he no longer recognized me as his daughter, but as his sister], I reassured him that though we would all be sad he'd gone, we'd live on just fine without him because that's how he'd raised us, and according to my mom that was what gave him the final bit of peace he needed. Although honestly, I don't think I will ever see the strength in another human again that it took my grandmother to sit next to him and stroke his hand and tell him to close his eyes and imagine he was happy on a beach and die, for God's sake, because he was unaware and in pain and just prolonging it for our sake by then.
That type of obsession my grandfather had with assessing his children and grandchildren on the basis of economic productivity and a very black and white idea of "fair" is one you don't easily forget, I promise you. My hedge fund uncle is currently positioning himself to screw us out of our inheritance because of janky writing in the will and I'm doing my fuck all best to gain the wherewithal to go toe-to-toe with this cold motherfucker in court as the oldest and representative member of my happily much nicer and softer younger brothers who I want to remain that way not because I even care that much about the money, I know what bills affect your credit first and what you can put off paying and all of us have good enough career prospects to do our own thing, but just because I want to give the middle finger to a man that was a multi-millionaire and drew lines on his milk and orange juice bottles when I came over so he knew if I drank what my parents couldn't afford when I was approximately six. Anyway, ask me why I support major reforms in wealth taxation. I don't care who it goes to, just not that guy, you feel?
Having expendable income was very exciting for a bit after I started working but once I got to the hateable point of assessing my annual bonus and internally complaining that I'd spent the money I should have spent on a Sauternes cellar to drop five digits on bedset materials (to be fair they are drop dead gorgeous, very comfy and the factory pays a living wage for people to handmake the sheets/duvets/pillows to people in San Francisco, which is not cheap, so maybe I did more good than harm with that), I two seconds later nodded to myself and went "the government needs to confiscate more money from me". The narrative is always that the "undeserving" will use it for dumb things they don't need like iPhones or refrigerators...?...but like...I could also have gone to Bed Bath and Beyond and bought a very nice sheet/comforter set for at most a tenth of what I paid so am I really spending it responsibly either....?....who is going to get more joy out of this misspent money....?....not me, that is for sure, I probably would have had more fun going to BBB and laying on all the demo beds and buying something there.
My lifelong dream, which may become possible if/when I do have something of an inheritance, is to provide food security for one of the many towns in the US were most residents don't have it. It's the thing I remember the most distinctly over the years. I never could quite believe it when I got to the point that I could just...pay to eat at a restaurant. One of the most disappointed my mother has ever been in me is when I was twenty five and confessed I actually had no idea how much a gallon of milk cost in a city grocery store besides that it was probably between $1 and $5, because I didn't have to know. For now I make a weekly drop off of my excess produce to a mom group I met under somewhat weird circumstances but I was walking through the cut-through that went through the low-income housing back to my apartment at like 2 AM on a Saturday and these moms were out there partying and smoking weed with their kids all strapped in strollers around or the older ones watched by a rotating member of the group and I felt very safe and like these moms had a very good vibe of both living their own lives [seriously for mental health parents but in most cases specifically mothers need to be able to keep up relationships with people their age] but keeping their children safe and accounted for while doing so and trying their fuckin' best against all the odds to figure out how to make that happen when life had dealt them a shit hand.
...anyway, looping way back to the original question of what finishing school is, when I was almost done with middle school my dad had built a legit construction business that then very quickly took off because we lived in a commutable zip code to the now-rich-in-their-own-right people he went to high school with who trusted him to redo their homes. We eventually moved to that zip code but I stayed and commuted back to my old high school. But, i was a pretty wild kid which my father appreciated for a long while because I would follow him around on jobs and enjoy doing physical labor, but once I was mid-puberty and also he had to maybe show me to his high school friends that did not fly.
I snapped - not broke, snapped - my left thumb and my parents had to trap me like a wild animal to get me to go the hospital. Then I got a deep cut that partially injured a tendon in my leg and at eleven I tried to beat the shit out of my dad to prevent him from picking me up to strap me in the car and go to the hopsital. Next I got a deep splinter due to my eternal-barefoot tendencies and it wouldn't come out so got infected and I refused to go to the doctor [another weird back story but I was minorly sexually assaulted [[to be clear, not raped or anything big traumatic]] when I was eight and had to stay in hospital for a week and my parents couldn't be with me all the time so I have a permanent heebie-jeebie about going to the hospital, not true anxiety, I will go if I know I need to and I don't breathe heavy or anything, and I'm actually not permanently weirded out by sex or anything, just doctors in hospitals specifically I kind of unconsciously try to justify not needing to the extent I can rationalize it] and my dad was tired of my antics so he was like "fine if you don't go I will slice your foot in half with a Swiss Army knife to get it out" and I called his bluff and laid down on the floor, stuck my foot on his lap, and he didn't really know what to do when a barely fourteen year old girl called his bluff so my brothers watched in fascinated but horrified awe as I got my foot sliced open spectacularly so that the infection/splinter could come out and I didn't even make a sound out of spite despite it being quite painful to my recollection almost twenty years later.
They saw me cry from pain exactly one time when while trying to break up a fight between all three of them (it was over ice cream) I got pushed and my ankle got dislocated and what actually made me cry was snapping it back in place and they realized it was not a joke. These dumb assholes that I love have ragged on me for "skipping" chores the day after I was in the hospital because the day before that I had to spend 18 hours running Thanksgiving as a good sub-hostess like I didn't have a serious infection that needed treating and couldn't rest because none of them were up to any task beyond peeling potatoes.
After the Swiss Army knife incident, my dad's discussion of sending me to finishing school became real, which I knew when my mom made me take a walk with her and talked about it. Finishing school is like...etiquette school....? In ye olden day when finishing high school was not the norm for anyone, wealthy men finished high school and wealthy women often went to "finishing" school to have a combined education on being a proper lady but also being able to hold a decent conversation with your presumably-educated husband, so it wasn't entirely etiquette non-academic. It was more just like "what a rich man wants in a wife" school, which was sort of household management and knowing enough about cleaning/cooking to correct the staff if they fucked up, how to be a polite hostess, and how to not entirely bore him when you were alone together and had done your five minutes of sex or whatever so actually had to have a conversation. In modern times it has obviously expanded to be less bleak.
I said miss me with that, I can be a girl on my own, so I went full throttle into the girliest sport they offer in high school and ever since have gained the inestimable advantage of knowing how to also use femininity to my advantage, which I am very grateful to my parents for making me learn. It would be great if we lived in a world where that didn't count, but it did/still does, and they really set me up to operate in all the worlds.
It is weird for me to tell the story to Internet strangers because it's one of those things that makes your parents sound terrible and abusive in the general tone of the Internet nowadays, and while I support gender nonconforming children I don't remember my childhood or parents that way. But, I feel like the bits and pieces of my life I've given don't always make a ton of sense together without the context, so here it is, and in the end, I think a number of parts of it are areas where you can probably understand where it makes me have the opinions I do when I write.
Anyhoo, this makes my life sound far worse than it is, I actually have a great life and I am not unhappy with it at all and feel I was on the whole blessed with many more turns of luck than unluck, so, please, do not take this as a depressed artist rant, it is more like a rant of a very energetic person who rants about a lot of things all the time and didnât need to come out but just did because the question was asked and the time was right with my life being in a bit of flux to think about how I got where I am and where I want to go and why.
Always remember no matter what problems it seems like I have, if I didnât solve them on my 2 year round the world traveling hiatus I took from working, itâs my own fault, I definitely had the time and money to solve them and just chose not to.
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Connecting Flights w/Iwa
Summary: On Hajime Iwaizumiâs flight back to Japan, he meets an unexpected friend from his past who is a little hung up on someone else.Â
Iwaizumi x fem!reader/Oc ||Â Read it on A03
Genre : romance, friends to lovers (wc: 2.2k)Â
Notes: Hiromi Miura is an original character, but readers are free to put themselves into her shoes! Coming of age fics are fun to write but I wanted to explore a world centered around adulthood that included a work life outside oneâs significant other. Hope you can give me feedback on whatever world-building Iâve done. Successive chapters will def have more Iwa.Â
Hiromi Miura packed the last of her toiletries into her large black check-in luggage. Rolling the luggage out into the hallway, she checked her phone for the third time in ten minutes. Her boss, Hayate Hoshizora stood in the hallway waiting for her with her own luggage standing beside her.
âWhereâs Tsuchida?â she asked.
Itsumi Tsuchida was the third member of their team of three and Hiromiâs room mate for the trip. She handled production and logistics so Hiromi and Hayate could write and shoot their articles on food history without worry. Despite her astounding efficiency with her work, Itsumi had a habit of being late.
âItsumi is almost out. Sheâll be here in a minute.â said Hiromi.
The three checked out of the small business hotel before going their separate ways for their last minute shopping. Hiromi wanted to window shop for shoes and cosmetics while Hayate set out to buy some omiyage for her family. Itsumi offered to accompany Hiromi on the condition they stop by for milk tea.
âLetâs meet outside of Time Square before 12 for lunch. Iâm going to buy some jerky and maybe some dried goods. Do you guys want anything?â asked Hayate before they set off.
Hiromi declined. Itsumi asked for some jerky for her own omiyage.
As the two junior members of Hayateâs team entered Time Square, Itsumi noticed Hiromi was checking her phone again. She had been doing so whenever she could during the trip.
âStill no texts from Eita?â she asked Hiromi.
âNope,â sighed Hiromi. Everything had been going smoothly just last week. She had been texting consistently with Eita. He even offered to call. She would send him photos of their first day in Hong Kong and he would eagerly reply.
Come the day before yesterday, he stopped replying all of a sudden. Hiromi had begun to worry that things had fallen apart without knowing why. Their last conversation was on Hong Kong protests. Eita fumed against the injustice, Hiromi agreed with him and nothing came after that. Maybe he joined the resistance?
âI donât know what went wrong. I thought he liked me.â she moaned, âWe have similar political views. Maybe I wasnât enthusiastic enough when I replied to his call for justice or something.â
âMaybe you should just ask him about it.â Itsumi suggested, rolling her eyes.
âHe ignored me for two days what else is there to say?â
âSo why are you still looking at your phone?â Itsumi asked, with her brow raised at her co-worker, âCome, letâs go shopping to keep your mind off things.â
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Hiromi and Itsumi had a penchant for hole in the wall restaurants. For their last meal, they asked to eat at a restaurant at the back of Time Square, nestled between narrow shopping alleyways. It was the first restaurant they ate in upon arrival and it would be their last meal too. They both ordered a bowl of wonton noodle soup and  a serving of bok choy shared between the three of them. Hayate ordered chicken noodle soup for herself.
The restaurant was small and narrow, not to mention humid from all the steaming and the boiling from the kitchen. Although the lunchtime service was quick and brash, the two did not seem to mind. The girls were well-travelled and cosmopolitan. They were used to environments different from the quiet efficiency of Japan. Hayate found it chaotic but the team did not get many out of country assignments so she took what she could.
Hiromi in particular specialized in writing about Southeast Asian diasporic (meaning a scattered population whose origin lies in a separate geographic locale) cuisine. Noise hardly fazed her but apparently boy problems did.
âHiromi, you looked so forlorn. Are you really that sad about leaving Hong Kong?â she joked. Hiromiâs focus in her work was second to none. Her tolerance to mediocre young men, less so.
âThereâs a boy who hasn't been texting backâŠâ trailed Itsumi.
Hayate didnât pry, but the girls opened up to her for just about anything.
âOh, hmmm donât overthink it.â she said.
âItâs ok, I mean heâs smart and artistic and he knows my friends, but I guess I wasnât interesting enough.â wailed Hiromi in between bites of her noodles.
âHonestly, if he canât be bothered to speak with you clearly, he doesnât deserve your time.â said Hayate, sipping her scorching hot red tea burning a bit of throat in the process. Her eyes grew wide as her throat grew numb.
âThatâs true, besides I feel like youâre more worried about why he doesnât like you than the actual relationship.â sighed Itsumi, mixing some soy sauce, chili oil and black vinegar for their wonton dip.
âEnough moping, letâs eat and talk about something else.â exhaled Hiromi, raising her hand to call for cold water for Hayate.
The topic shifted to work. They were excited about editing the photos. Hayate couldnât wait to unpack but was a little sad about going back to the office again. Itsumi dreaded doing the liquidation and desk work for their Hong Kong trip. Hiromi was buzzing with ideas for their next assignment and was hoping to pitch recipe ideas to the cooking staff at their next meeting.
Just before boarding, a familiar figure caught Hiromiâs eye. A tall, tanned boy with a lean muscular physique stood a few rows in front of her. He was wearing a white shirt and black athleisure pants. Iwaizumi from college?
The three were seated separately on the plane. Hiromi was seated near the back while Hayate and Itsumi were on the second row. As she got to her seat, Hiromi was surprised to find Hajime Iawizumi beside her, blinking sleepily at the seat in front of him.
âMiura-san!â he said in incredulity realizing that his college friend was right beside him in his Hong Kong layover. Â
âIwa! It is you! I thought I saw you while we boarded.â she said, shoving her carry on onto the storage, âAlso, do you really have to be so formal?â
âHow are you doing?â he asked.
âWhat are you doing in Hong Kong?â she asked simultaneously.
âI just finished my time in LA. Iâm moving back to Japan. This is my last layover.â he yawned, popping a breath-mint into his mouth.
âI work as a food writer and researcher for a publication in Tokyo. My team and I are just finishing up our assignment in Hong Kong. We get out of country assignments from time to time. Iâm still kind of new, but when I become a veteran Iâm hoping to get more regular trips.â
âCool! Iâm moving to Tokyo next week because I got a gig training members of a Division 1 Volleyball League! This week, Iâll be home to do some laundry and just get things in order.â he said.
âIf you need help moving or settling in let me know. I moved to Tokyo just last year.â she offered, âIt was crazy.â
Iwaizumi nodded and thanked her for her offer. They continued catching up as the plane took off and soon the stewardess began handing out food.
âIâm so tired of plane food. Itâs all Iâve eaten in the past twenty four hours,â he sighed.
âThis has definitely got nothing on everything Iâve eaten so farâ she exhaled, âI canât wait to go home, even my own cooking is better than this. I got lots of new recipe ideas to try too.â
âI thought you said you were a writer. Do they make you cook at work too?â he inquired. It seemed like her job required an awful lot of skills for one position.
âI can cook to some capacity. I donât really cook at work, it just helps if I know how.â she waved.
They ate in silence, chewing through the mediocre airline food.
âBy the way, I need some boy advice. Do you have space to hear me out?â she inhaled, gathering her courage before she unloaded her questions on her friend.
âSure? What about it?â he shrugged.
Hiromi opened up about her latest romance and its frustrations. She gave him a bit of background on who he was and how they started the relationship particularly the wishy washy feelings about their courtship.
âDo you really like this guy? Youâre having more questions and doubts than answers. Thatâs not really a good sign. You can go ahead and be upfront but is this guy worth it?â he asked thoughtfully.
âI donât know. I want to give it a chance but each time I think about him I get more confused and anxious.â she sighed, putting down her utensils. She bumped her head against the chair in front of her.
âHe also hasnât texted back in a few days without saying why.â she promptly added, looking to him. Iwa jerked back, his arms in a flurry.
âScratch what I said. I donât think the relationship is going to work. Itâs not serious enough for him if he canât at least let you know why he goes off the grid.â
Her face fell, shoulders sinking into her back.
âSorry,â apologised Iwa, pausing to empathize with her.
âI kind of already know this and I guess I just hate uncertainty suspense. I donât know why I feel so affected to hear it out loud.â she groaned, massaging her temples. Iwa was not good at hearing about boy problems. He didnât really know what to say.
âWhyâd you go for him anyway?â he asked, thoughtfully chewing some eggs and shifting in his seat. The seat was obviously a bit narrow for his shoulders. Hiromi moved a bit to her right to allow him more space.
Her poster straightened up while she plopped her elbows onto the table. She clasped her hands together and thought for a bit before turning to him, her eyes wide and a tad bit glassy.
âHe just ticked the boxes you know? I knew him from college and we understand the other worlds we worked in. Heâs smart, artistic and apparently heâs been crushing on me since freshman year or something like that. I wasnât seeing anyone so I thought Iâd give it a shot.â
âBut why are you adamant to make it work is what I mean?â
Hiromi shrugged her shoulders, âI canât help but feel like it reflects on me. I feel like Iâm not worthy enough when I canât make a relationship work with someone who ticks the boxes.â
âI really hate dating and letting someone have this much control over my emotions though.â she growled at the chair in front of her.
Iwa had a small smile to himself, glad he was not in her place. She had always been the one better at giving advice when they were in uni together. He wished he could return the favor.
Before he got together with his college girlfriend, he was swimming in a lot of doubts about himself. It was difficult for him to speak about just anyone, but Hiromi was one of few who could coax the subject out of him.
âSo how are you two getting on?â Hirom had asked him.
They were sitting together in the school cafeteria for lunch. Usually they sat with common friends and some classmates, but today they were alone which meant she could pry on Iwaâs love life. Even when Iwa wanted to talk about his girl problems, he had difficulty opening up. She saw it as her mission to initiate the conversation to help him out.
Iwa scratched the back of his head and sighed, âI donât really know how I could be a better replacement for her ex. Iâm not her first anything. Iâm not any more good looking, or smarter or more athletic than he was. Iâm not even nicer. I really donât know if Iâm worth the shot.â
His brow furrowed in concern. His lips were midway between a pout and a scowl.
She choked on her lunch. More often than not, it was Iwa encouraging other people and giving square judgement. Iwa was by no means arrogant, but he was also not self-deprecating. Hearing him speak about himself this so despondently was out of his character.
âIwa, dating is not a competition!â she managed to say while pounding on her chest. Iwa handed her some water.
âI guessâŠâ he mumbled.
After slugging down some water, Hiromi composed herself, âYeah, her ex may have been great, but youâre great too! She likes you now which is why even if her ex is still in some of her friend circles sheâd still rather date you.â
Iwa perked up a bit and smiled at his food.
âJust because youâre not her first doesnât mean you canât have a meaningful relationship right? Whatâs this obsession with being first? Itâs not added value.â she said thoughtfully, putting her face between her hands as she leaned into her tray.
That lunch seemed so long ago. Who wouldâve known that their next lunch after college would be a plane in between Hong Kong and Tokyo?
âHey, are you still using the same email? Letâs keep in touch when we get back. Iâm holding you by your promise to show me around.â he grinned, handing her his phone.
She continued sulking in half-hearted despair at the seat in front of her while she took his phone.
âCheer up! Iâm sure youâll find someone in Tokyo.â he added, settling himself back into his chair looking at her.
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We hear it every year, year after yearâŠâThis is going to be the worst year for ticks yet.â It seems to get worse every year. If this is unfamiliar to you, you might be fortunate enough to live in an area where the concern is not so prevalent. In the northeastern United States, however, youâd be hard pressed to find a group that hasnât expressed concern.
Why ticks?
These tiny vile creatures spread several diseases, most commonly Lyme Disease. Since May is Lyme Disease Prevention Month letâs work to understand HOW Lyme is transmitted. Weâll also explore some steps we can take to keep ourselves and our animals (horses, dogs, cats) safe.
In 2017 nearly 30,000 cases of Lyme disease were diagnosed and another 13,000 were suspected as âprobable.â Most of these cases originated in the northeastern United States as seen in the map below thanks to CDC.gov. The chart following shows the upward trend of Lyme disease throughout the years.
Cases confirmed in the United States 2017. Courtesy of CDC.gov
Cases of Lyme Disease in the United States 1997-2017 courtesy of CDC.gov
Ticks are arachnids, or eight-legged creatures, that thrive in deep grass and wooded areas. Often areas where our horses enjoy, of course. There are several different species of tick and they all have different life cycles, feeding habits, and habitats.
What is a bit more alarming is a new tick to the United States called the Asian Long-horned tick, which can reproduce without a mate. The video below talks briefly about it.
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Most of the time when we think of ticks we think of the most common threat; the deer tick/black-legged tick. The deer tick is often the source of Lyme disease along with several other illnesses including Anaplasmosis, Powassan, and Tick-Borne Relapsing Fever. Blade suffered from anaplasmosis in 2017 (Bladeâs Got the Blues and Equine Affaire).Â
The deer tick begins its life cycle as an egg laid by the females in springtime. By summer the larva emerges from its egg and waits for a host. Hosts are typically birds and small rodents.
Freshly hatched ticks they are free of the bacteria that causes Lyme disease. Only when they feed on their hosts do they pick up the pathogens. In the United States the bacteria transmitted is either Borrelia burgdorferi or Borrelia mayonii. Across the pond in Europe and Asia you are more likely to find Borrelia afzelii and Borrelia garinii.
The birds and rodents that feed tick larva carry these species of bacteria without illness; they are simply hosts. By fall the tick falls from its host and enters its nymph stage. The nymphs are barely visible to the human eye. These critters lay dormant through the winter but by April/May they begin to emerge again. They wait for a host to walk by so they can catch a ride. Using their barbed mouth parts, the tick digs in for a blood meal. The pathogen inside the tick enters the salivary glands and can be released through the tickâs saliva. These hosts include us and our loved ones. Nymphs are often the cause of Lyme disease since they are small and difficult to spot.
By fall the nymphs become adults looking for new hosts. At 45°F they seek wooded areas to survive the winter. When they emerge again in spring they continue to look for hosts and mate. A single female tick can lay 3000 eggs! After a two-year life cycle the new batch of larva hatches and begins the cycle again.
As you can see, we can become infected by both the nymphs and the adult ticks. The more hosts carrying the bacteria, the more likely it is to spread to us.
The hallmark sign of Lyme disease is the bullseye, a circular rash around the bite. Symptoms may appear weeks after the bite. This appears in a majority of casesâŠbut what of our equine friends?
Horses suffering from Lyme Disease may have subtle symptoms. They might be off mentally, emotionally, and physically. They may be sore or lame, lethargic, grumpy, neurological, or have a low-grade fever. Lyme is known to mimic other issues so a vet is critical in ruling out other problems. Lyme will also elude testing, as there are many cases of Lyme that appear negative on test results.
Iâm even learning that Lyme can be a cause for some headshaking in horses. Headshaking is not commonly listed as a symptom nor have any of my vets over the past two years suggested the possibility. This is, however, something I plan on looking into after this research. As you may know from past articles, Blade developed headshaking about 18 months ago (shortly after his run with anaplasmosis). Though our tests were negative it could have been one of those instances with a false negative.
Once Lyme has been diagnosed (or suspected) there are a few treatment options.
The most common treatment is called Doxycycline, an ingestable antibiotic often given in a powdered form with food. A similar drug is called Naxcel. Despite their popularity with horse-owners they only happen to be 50% effective.
The most effective treatment is more pricey⊠a study in 2005 reported 100% effectiveness. The reoccurrence levels were considerably lower in the study as well. Whatâs this treatment you ask? Daily intravenous oxytetracycline. My vet once called it the âgold standard.â The reason most horse-owners donât opt for this treatment is the administration. Having a vet visit and administer the shot every day for 3-5 days is pricey so most horse owners use the Doxy.
If I remember correctly I paid somewhere around $450 for three daily IVs of Oxytet for Blade.
So what are some ways we can prevent this problem from happening in the first place? As the Benjamin Franklin saying goes, âAn ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.â
Lyme vaccines for horses are not available yet. Studies have shown some effectiveness using canine vaccines on ponies, but it is still far too early. There are no studies out (yet) showing the safety of this methodology. Until we have vaccines we are tasked with the footwork that we should be doing anyway.
Checking for ticks often is the first thing you should be doing. Check yourself, check your dogs, check your cats, check your horses. It takes 24 hours for a biting tick to transmit the disease. I tend to find most ticks under the cheek, the neck, the chest, and the barrel (especially up behind the back legs).
There are a lot of Facebook experts who have tips, tricks, and endless opinions on tick removal. The simplest thing you can do is use a good pair of tweezers and pull the tick up slowly and steadily so you remove the whole bug. Another useful tool can be found in most pharmacies and pet stores. The tick twister. This little hooklike tool comes in a couple sizes (at least mine had 3 sizes in the package). When you find a tick you slide the bug between the openings at the end so it becomes wedged. From there twist and pull gently. I have successfully removed many ticks using this tool and I love it. After a tick is removed you may choose to save it in a plastic bag for testing. Apply alcohol or antibiotic ointment to the affected bite wound to be safe.
Since ticks prefer wooded areas, you can try to stay out of these areas. Thatâs easier said than done if you enjoy the outdoors.
Keeping the grass and pasture mowed can be helpful.
Removing piles of leaves and moist ground cover is an excellent way to prevent ticks. That leftover hay pile? Letâs get rid of it!
Keeping down the rodent population could be useful. Non-poison rodent traps, barn cats, and proper food storage go a long way.
Chickens and guinea hens love to eat ticks!
DEET and permethrins are of course some good chemicals that have proven efficacy for the prevention of ticks and other pests. Some people use them others donât. Thatâs your choice to make. There are many products on the market including fly sprays, spot-on applications, and even wipes.
I have had mediocre success with feed through pest repellant. The more I use it the less effective it seems to be (though the first year seemed to make a big difference).
If you are opposed to chemicals more research has been finding useful essential oils that are as effective as the CDC recommended products. The key to the best product is perfecting the volatility ratio of oils. High volatility essential oils disperse into the air faster. This helps by preventing ticks from attaching in the first place. Lower volatility oils will disperse into the air more slowly and have a longer lasting effect. Check out the Tisserand Instituteâs âTick Talkâ (link below) for more information on these oils. Iâve also shared with you their formulation for DIY tick repellant.
Credit to Tisserand Institute
The thought of ticks and the disease they spread makes my head hurt. Lyme disease is rarely fatal but it does lead to some frustrating and debilitating complications.
Other diseases like Powassan are rarer but a lot more deadly; this virus is associated with brain swelling. Here in New York we are already beginning to hear reports of Powassan virus. One group has found 25-50% of deer in the Adirondacks are positive for the virus and it only takes 15 minutes for the tick to transmit the virus to humans.
Whether Lyme, Anaplasmosis, or Powassan we can take steps to stay healthy and prevent ticks from biting. It may take some time and effort but itâs completely worth it.
What are some of the methods you use to keep ticks at bay?
REFERENCES AND FURTHER READING
http://ssequineclinic.com/pages/services_lyme.html
https://ker.com/equinews/lyme-disease-horses/
https://equusmagazine.com/management/protect-against-lyme
https://www.vet.cornell.edu/animal-health-diagnostic-center/testing/protocols/lyme-multiplex-horses
https://igenex.com/ticktalk/2018/01/01/a-closer-look-at-the-different-types-of-ticks-and-how-to-identify-each/
https://www.cdc.gov/lyme/stats/graphs.html
http://www.aldf.com/deer-tick-ecology
https://www.cdc.gov/ticks/life_cycle_and_hosts.html
https://www.cdc.gov/lyme/index.html
https://www.lymedisease.org/get-involved/take-action/lyme-awareness-month/
https://tisserandinstitute.org/tick-talk-2/
https://www.adirondackdailyenterprise.com/news/local-news/2019/02/powassan-virus-on-the-up-tick/
What Ticks Me Off We hear it every year, year after year..."This is going to be the worst year for ticks yet." It seems to get worse every year.Â
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Kapalua. Maui. HI. USA.
On Kapalua, Hawaiian hospitality, & the forbidden fruit of travel in 2020.
For those who love golf, an early weekend alarm is always welcome. Add five hours worth of east-west jet lag to the mix, and that wakeup call is rendered almost useless. And when the first tee that awaits is that of Kapaluaâs Plantation Course, only the enthusiasm of a child on Christmas morning can compete.
I got to set that alarm in November, amid this global pandemic. It was cathartic and conflicting and confusing all at once, and decidedly worthy of an honest account. It all began the day before, with a twenty hour odyssey from Montreal to Maui...
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âWhere are you traveling today?â
âMaui.â
âOk thank you.â
That was...it.
Walking to the gate, one could not help but wonder how this US Customs exchange could be so easy. Medical masks and a temperature check were all that distinguished the process from pre-pandemic 2020. It was all strikingly surreal, yet familiar. This would be a common theme over the next eleven days, on a work trip that seemed impossible for any Canadian in this norm shattering year.
But after an uneasy layover in Chicago, a twenty minute hike from the gate to a parking garage rapid COVID test and back in San Francisco, and about fourteen hours of flying, I finally stepped foot on solid ground on Maui.
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Morning came quickly on Saturday November 14. Get dressed, grab a coffee and a muffin, and the keys to the rental. Work would come on Monday, but not before 36 holes of pure bliss. Did I forget to mention we were first off on Sunday morning, too? Yeah. Lucky bastard, indeed.
The drive up to the clubhouse, which is on par with some of the great lead ups in golf, built the anticipation and offered just a taste of what lay ahead. The sunrise joined in on the reception with rays streaming down the famous eighteenth and lighting up the ninth, first, and second.
(Sunrise - Kapaluaâs Plantation Course)
Welcome to Kapalua, home of the PGA Tourâs Sentry Tournament of Champions! This is the big leagues.
It was a member of the business operations team on-property who had kindly set us up with the first tee time. Easier, perhaps, due to Mauiâs slow lifting of COVID restrictions and a light tee sheet, rare for a Saturday morning in paradise. My humble offering for such a hookup was a can of Quebec maple syrup, beaten up by the journey in the bottom of my travel bag.
The next four hours constituted an escape that was certainly better than most: perfect weather, ridiculous views of the Pacific and Molokai, hole after hole of âoh, this is far cooler than on TV,â and ice cold Kona IPAs cracked well before noon.
Tongue in cheek, you realize that maybe âaloha timeâ isnât all that bad after all.
Bill Coore and Ben Crenshawâs now mature renovation makes for the perfect combination of scorability and punishment: width and angles all over the shop paired with perfectly placed bunkers, dramatic false fronts, and diabolically subtle greens.
Bogeys, doubles, pars, or birdies, it really didnât matter. Making this trip possible was an all-time combination of good fortune, timing, and a lot of hard work by many, none of which was lost on me. By extension, I was experiencing Kapalua not just for myself, but for 3 distinct groups. First, for an office full of golf crazed colleagues that would have traded places with me in a heartbeat. Second, for a foursome of friends that rose for many a 6am tee time in this socially starved summer. Finally, for my father, who I had not seen since Christmas, and who I had not been able to share 18 (or 19) holes with in some thirteen months.
As a result, whispers of guilt were a struggle to silence. Like Mauiâs trade winds, they lurked around every corner, poised to remind me that I would not be able to share this magical place with those that shared my passion for the game.
However, much like how those winds force focused knockdowns and crafty bump and runs, the guilt kept me from flying too close to the sun. Simultaneously admiring and documenting every panorama, every putt, and every last piece of sushi was now of monumental importance. I simply had to bring back more than just predictable souvenirs.
(5th Hole - Kapaluaâs Plantation Course)
Even having never been on Maui, it was easy to see the very real impact that COVID has had on almost every business and the locals who own and run them. Case numbers remained low, but with virtually no tourists for months, many shops and restaurants had shuttered. Hotels and resorts were ghost towns, and normally bustling beaches were criminally empty.
No traffic, no selfie sticks, no problem, right? Not quite. While that would seem to make for an unthinkably perfect vacation or business trip in normal circumstances, it also meant so many were without work. Skeleton workforces maintained many establishments that operate with razor thin margins at the best of times.
Despite these crippling challenges, the people were warm, kind, and ever hospitable. It became impossible to ignore the parallels with Newfoundland, from where I hail. Curious, perhaps, as nearly six thousand miles and an entire continent separate the islands.
Hawaiians and Newfoundlanders fish with the same net of sensibilities, even though theyâre oceans apart. Thereâs an appreciation for those that have travelled long hours to visit your home. It shines through in a certain pride felt by showing off its most breathtaking landmarks. Thereâs also a willingness to teach the language and dialect, always at the risk of oneâs ears bleeding from butchered tourist attempts. And of course, there is the everlasting desire to share local delicacies, most of which are sourced from an ocean that has shaped so much of each placeâs story.
Fueled by the knowledge that I would regret every lost opportunity to explore, it was time to fully embrace this modified version of Maui.
First, the food.
My brain, heart, and stomach all begged in unison to forego the fridge full of groceries at the resort: âGo to every place on your list of recommendations. Now! Poke for breakfast? Absolutely. Another beer after dinner? You bet. You donât even get to sit down in a restaurant back in Montreal.â
A couple of places stood out.
Joeyâs Kitchen, a friendly neighborhood Filipino joint just minutes from Kapalua, requires multiple visits. The garlic chicken is dangerously good; the short rib unequivocally divine. Post round, it cannot be beaten.
(Garlic Chicken - Joeyâs Kitchen)
Tamuraâs Fine Wine & Liquors, set unassumingly in an industrial park in Lahaina, came highly recommended for poke. Saying it is the best Iâve ever had would be a disservice - it was phenomenal. Best enjoyed on the beach, try as many varieties as you can. Mediocre brunch, this is not.
Miso Phat Sushi, another Lahaina staple, also knows to let the fish do the talking. Order the TNT and a baked Dynamite roll, because as their names suggest, theyâre the bomb.
Maui Brewing Co. in Kihei is everything a brewery should be. Modern, casual, and unpretentious. They pour plenty of interesting beers with local traits, and serve up tasty shareable snacks to go along with them. NFL Sunday kicks off at 8am in these parts, so plan accordingly.
Second, the sights.
The northwest corner of Maui is ruggedly handsome, with dramatic cliffs giving way to tiny coves and gorgeous beaches. Watching the surfers from high above Honolua Bay as the wind whips and waves crash against jagged volcanic formations is a sensory overload in all the right ways.
Both Kapalua courses draw on these vistas from various points on each course. The photogenic par 3 eleventh on The Plantation, a broadcast favorite during the Tournament of Champions, appears to melt into the ocean behind the green. This despite it being a DeChambeau-length drive from the sea. The all-world par 3 seventeenth on the Bay Course brings you even closer. Thrill seeking locals cliff jump into the Pacific around the corner, and many tee shots share the same fate. The forced carry to a precariously perched green just might be the single coolest shot on the entire island.
(17th Hole - Kapaluaâs Bay Course)
On the southwest coast, the weather is decidedly less temperamental. Makena State Park and its beach is as idyllic a location as one can fathom. Get there at the right time, and the sky catches fire while the sun slowly disappears behind Kaho'olawe. As Hawaiian sunsets go, this is the one that youâll replay over and over.
This was a final glimpse of Hawaiian daylight as a redeye back to Canada, and the real world, awaited. An unlikely trip had come to an end, but a return under more normal circumstances is just a matter of time.
Mahalo, Maui, for your golf and for your people.
(Sunset - Makena Beach)
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THE FINAL POST
To everyone who thought that this blog was dead, you were mistaken. Yes, I have risen from the emotional shambles that was moving out of residence, and as I [start to] write this post I will be sleeping in my bed in BDot for the first time of the summer. Essentially, with this post, Iâm hoping to hit some of the highlights of the year, but mostly itâs just going to turn into one long [and I mean looooong] sappy post dedicated to all of the friends that Iâve made along the way. So buckle your seatbelt ladies and gents and let me walk you through my first year of university.
One of the things that always gave us something to look forward to was going to Arvindâs concerts. If you remember, Arvind is my friend who is in the music program at McGill, and he plays the flute [most of the time at least]. The first concert of his that we went to was on November 2nd, but we went to many more throughout the year. In second semester, Arvind wasnât placed in one of the major ensembles, which was very upsetting, but also meant that we got to see him perform in the university chorus, yes that means singing. All of us marked it down in our calendars, and I thankfully captured the song with hand motions on video [Come Sweeeeeeeet Death]. Despite being constantly challenged by his teachers, Arvind definitely pushed through first year and is no doubt on his way to becoming the best flutist at McGill.Â
Towards the end of our first semester, we started having frequent game nights, where uno was by far the most popular pick. Through our game nights, many new catchphrases were created, such as: âoh is that not good for you?â, âcAnât gO?â, âdonât trust Michael, donât trust Michael [to the tune of frere jacques]â, âeeYEAHHHâ, and many more that Iâm probably forgetting. This was especially helpful to help us all deal with the stress of final exams, and âuno in 503?â was a question that would often appear in our group chat [503 was Anna and Sayakaâs room number]. I know, I know, really? You guys stayed in to play uno instead of going out to some party? Most of the time, yes. I canât believe it either.
Soon after first semester was over, the Owlâs Nest realized that our residenceâs dining hall was just not going to cut it for the rest of the year, and we started eating at other dining halls much more frequently. Speaking of food, group outings became a defining feature of my friend group, and we would often plan dinners or brunches at our favourite restaurants weeks in advance [so that we could save our money haha]. Universel was definitely our favourite breakfast place, and Iâm pretty sure all of us took our parents and friends there whenever they were in town. Fisshu, although we only went twice, was a delicious sushi restaurant, oh my goodness I can taste the maki from here, yum. Moving on to the more classic university experience, late night trips to Tims, or orders from Chef on Call [their veggie burger gets an A+ from Michael, Sena and I], were probably a little too frequent than weâd like to admit. Yes, thatâs right everyone I am still not eating meat, and Iâm quite proud of that fact so please try not to eat chicken wings in front of me or I might cry (I wonât eat them though, Michael stop judging me).Â
As I mentioned in my last post ions ago, I was a part of Hall Council this year. After the Halloween event, we had many more successes. We hosted two coffee houses [like mini talent shows], a winter formal, another beer pong tournament, a residence wide month long elimination game called Gotcha, a free food event, and a âFlashback to Froshâ event. Iâll insert videos of my friends and I performing at coffee house, I have some talented pals let me tell you! While hall council meetings were almost always a little bit chaotic, and we had our fair share of drama, I wouldnât give up my experience on it for the world. We had so much fun running events for our peers, and I got to spend so much more time with my friends doing things that we love [i.e. being in charge haha]. Our council advisors said that we were one of the most cohesive councils that theyâve ever worked with, and I think that our ability to work well together really showed. Even though we were a group of almost 30 people, which was challenging at some times, we really made things happen. Between running our own events, and going to the events hosted by other councils, we all had a really good time within the residence community and Iâm really thankful for that.Â
(Sena helping me set up the photo booth for the winter formal)
(A VERY low quality photo of Sena, Anna, Myself and Emma [wolves], at IRCâs Blackout, Whiteout event)
(Kaya and I tabling for ERCâs sustainable eating initiative)
(Anna and I at the Flashback to Frosh event)
(Emma [wolves], myself and Anna at IRCâs Wine and Cheese night)
(My delicious beverage and I at our final council outing)
(The entirety of Hall Council at the Halloween event)
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(Coffee House performances)
Moving on to RezWarz, which I mentioned in one of my very first posts, there were several events throughout the year that contributed to the accumulation of RezWarz points. The first notable one is the IronChef competition. A team from each of the residences [or most of them], competed against each other in a cooking competition, where they had to cook both a protein and a vegetarian plate within a time limit, making sure to incorporate a few of the mystery ingredients. My friend Anna [who you should recognize from previous posts] competed alongside my friends Himanshu and Flemming, and they WON! It was very exciting for everyone involved, other than them who were actually competing because they didnât even want to win! The winners of the first round would represent McGill in the next level, which was taking place at the University of Massachusetts. While they were very reluctant at first because of the time commitment that competing would mean, they decided to go, and they even got third place! Winning the IronChef competition was pretty remarkable for a few reasons. For one thing, C4 does not have any kitchens for students to use, so Anna, Flemming and Himanshu had to practice for RezWarz in another residenceâs kitchen, and only for a few hours. Additionally, winning the IronChef competition meant a TON of RezWarz points, putting Carrefour Sherbrooke in FIRST PLACE. But this was not the last competition, so we had to fight really hard to try to stay on top.Â
(Anna, Himanshu, and Flemming holding their prizes!)
Our final RezWarz challenge was to create a lipdub, which, if youâre unfamiliar, is basically a crazy upbeat video where a bunch of people dressed in funky outfits lipsync to the camera in one take. C4 had managed to hold its lead in RezWarz up till this point, but it was really important that we made a really awesome video in order to secure the win. I had always wanted to make a lipdub video, so I kind of made this project my baby, with the help of wolves [thatâs what we call my friend Emma if you havenât caught on by now]. After making the track that we would be lipsyncing to, creating a shotlist of where each song would take place, and assigning the people who would âsingâ each part, it was time to film. Filming, while very tiring, and not quite as crisp as I wouldâve liked it to be, was a success. I then poured the rest of that night into editing and after probably around 15 hours total working on the lipdub, it was complete. The winners of RezWarz were to be announced in a couple of days at council dis-orientation, as well as the highest scorers for the lipdub. As it turned out, we won the lipdub, and as a result, WON REZWARZ! Iâm sure it doesnât sound like that big of a deal, but it really was for us. This was so ridiculously exciting for myself, all of my friends, hall council, and C4 as a whole. I hope I havenât talked it up too much, but attached below is the C4 Lipdub. I know that this will be something that my friends and I can look back on for years to come, so Iâm really happy that it turned out so well.Â
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Next up on my list of bullet points, birthdays! The Owlâs Nest knows how to celebrate a birthday. After Emma and Michaelâs birthdays which I already mentioned, we celebrated 4 more birthdays throughout the year [Sorry Arvind and Sena who have their birthdays over the summer]! We celebrated Annaâs birthday on November 15. Anna booked us an airbnb for the night, so that we could cook ourselves a meal, and bake some desert to boot! Overall the night was a lot of fun, between screaming the lyrics to every ABBA song, to Michael blaming the tomatoes for the mediocre pasta, to eating a delicious brownie with ice cream, to playing board games, to trying to make eggs in a pot in the morning, we had a blast. Next up on the 30th was Jonathanâs birthday. For his birthday I collaborated with his girlfriend to hold a surprise party for him in my room while she was in town. We went out and bought all the decorations: streamers, a banner, balloons, noisemakers, glow sticks, the whole nine yards. I spent a couple of hours setting everything up in my room, and I gotta say it looked pretty good considering it was just me [for the most part, thatâs right Michael, you barely helped]. I swear he almost peed his pants so it was all worth it!Â
The next birthday was actually none other than yours truly! As you might have seen on facebook, for my birthday I decided I would like to go skating in old Montreal. But first, we stopped at A&W so I could grab the beautiful beyond meat burger with sweet potato fries hehe. After a treacherous walk in the cold we finally made it to the rink, which was stunning. I had to reteach myself how to skate for the first while, but once I got it, all was good. The walk back was much less pleasant, all of the owls had to defrost when we got home, but it was worth it [right guys?]. Writing this has reminded me that Iâm the old lady of the group, and now I feel weird, but thatâs alright, admire the photos.
Finally, the last birthday that we celebrated of the year was Sayakaâs! For her birthday we all went out to a Japanese restaurant [sheâs the tiny Japanese one if that wasnât obvious], and then we came back to rez and had a little party. By little party, I mean we got a little too drunk in my room, but thatâs fine. We already have plans to visit Sena and Arvind for their birthdays so they wonât feel left out, donât worry!Â
Before I move on to the really sappy stuff, here are some various photos of various fun things from throughout the year that didnât really fit with the topics above.
(Myself, Michael, Sena, Anna, Arvind and Sayaka after the St. Patrickâs Day Parade, heading out to the Irish bar)
(Wolves, Michael and I went to the Montreal Youth Climate March that was observed by hundreds of thousands of students around the world)
(Wolves, Anna, Sena Lili and I at our first [and only] frat party)
(Sena, Michael, Arvind and I before heading to upper rez for a party with Michaelâs friend from home)
(A photo taken on the walk home from karaoke. It was around -25 degrees and also the middle of a snowstorm [and also the night that Arvind and I ended up taking Michael to the hospital for a stomach bug])
(You canât really tell, but a few of my friends from rez went across the street to protest the protestors who blew airhorns everyday at 10am and 3pm for months)
(From when Sena, Michael, Arvind and I met up in Toronto over the Christmas break)
(A picture of Arvind, Sayaka, Jonathan, Anna, Michael and I with the head chef of our dining hall at the holiday banquet)
(Self explanatory)
(Sena and I counting worms for our biology project)
(An awful photo but an incredible night. We had just had âcamp councilâ which is basically just code for hall council getting drunk with the floor fellows. We were going to go out to a club or something, but instead we ended up having a massive snowball fight on McGillâs lower field, which was definitely 1000x more fun)
(From the night I climbed Mont Royal to take some photos)
(Michael and I at what turned into our favourite bar, McKibbins)
(Taken on one of our last nights together in Rez)
(Itâs always snuggle time)
(My roommate Delal and I, right before I moved out of residence)
Okay here comes the really sappy emotional stuff, so feel free to skip ahead if youâre not up for it. I want to write little open letters to the people who made my first year away from home so incredible. So here it goes.Â
To Sayaka:
Our little Japanese! Itâs so hard to believe that at one point you were just the crazy roommate of twin #1 that was moving into 503. You are definitely nothing like what those twins said you would be. What we gained instead was a caring, sweet, GIGGLY new friend that we could adopt into the owlâs nest. Whether it was scream-laughing too loud in the dining hall [I can still feel Ahmedâs intense gaze], or singing a little tune, or looking at anyone with those big eyes, youâve always had such a positive attitude, and I think we could all learn from that. I will always remember standing in line for warehouse and you asking if you could touch my hair hahaha. A few things to clarify: no you are not 6 feet tall, I live east of you not âupâ, the easter bunny has nothing to do with jesus, and so on. However, if you ever need anything, I will always be around to support you, how could anyone abandon the little one and make her japaNESE MAD. I have lots of love for you, and you donât have to ask to pet my straight hair anymore, I give you eternal permission!
At the end of all these little open letters Iâm going to say the song that reminds me of each of the owls, and since musical theatre is something we could always bond over, the song that makes me think of you is Poor Unfortunate Souls. While I was barely in The Little Mermaid AT MY HIGH SCHOOL, Iâm so mad I missed you performing as Ursula. Although, I totally cannot imagine little ole you performing as the big nasty sea witch. I guess thatâs just some Disney magic for ya.Â
To Jonathan:
Obviously, our friendship started with quite a few boulders to overcome. It definitely was not easy all of the time, but Iâm really glad that we both stuck to the nest, because it just wouldnât have been the same otherwise. We all know you as drunky jack, or white bread, and I truly hope those nicknames stick around, theyâre just too funny lmao. You were one of the first people that I ever felt comfortable around in residence, ever since that night that you, Arvind, James and I walked around in search of an SAQ before we landed in Tims. From the way that we stayed up just talking for hours that night, there was absolutely no way that we wouldnât remain friends. Donât lose your spirit. Sometimes throughout the year it was clear you were a little down, but whenever the white boy dance moves were busted out, everyone had the chance to smile for at least a second. Try not to be a stranger.Â
A song reminds me of you [and obviously first year in general], is Body. There was something about drunky jack in the first week of school that just screams body, so I think itâs a perfect fit [the video of you at beach day, yikes].
To wOlves:
I remember thinking that I would never even get the chance to meet you. What crazy struggles getting that study permit (or whatever it was hehe). I also vividly remember meeting you for the first time and thinking âdamn it this girl knows more memes than meâ. You literally started flossing in the middle of the room and I just - wow. And you already know how impressed I was that day that you gave that man directions, not in french, no, in SPANISH. We definitely got a lot closer throughout second semester because of our favourite men [who helped us find the aREa of the potatOID]. I see a lot of myself in you, from our taste in bOys, to our taste in music, to our taste in sporcle quizzes, weâve got a lot to talk about. Youâre always there to laugh at my sarcastic side comments, and let me tell you I will always be there to laugh at yours. Some days I swear our minds are linked together. You overcame a lot this year, and Iâm proud of you for that. As soon as we get back to Montreal, you, Sena and I must have a cuddly movie night, okay?? I absolutely loved screaming harmonies with you every chance we got, we gotta jam more now that Shelby is fixed and ready to play more Billie. I swear weâll give you a better birthday party this year, but come on, we tried. One day, ONE DAY, you will perfect the mOve, and I will be there to capture the moment in all of its essence. We have many more inside jokes to create [haha eh :P] so I donât know what you were planning buuuut youâre not going anywhere. Youâre also the only one in the nest whoâs movie taste I trust [come on Sena, you want to watch an action movie again??]. We need to do a day where we watch each others favourite movies, even if itâs a lot of them! Iâve thoroughly enjoyed our movie dates over text message and we better keep doing that all summer, it makes me feel less lonely! I love you like youâre my child and I will keep screaming at you not to eat timbits during shabbat [shabbafe bampus hehe]. I swear one day we will run into linear algebra boy and simultaneously confess our love for him, but until then we can only dream. Donât forget your worth. I love you so much my little wolf.
Sis, you already know what your song is. No Flex by our favourite boys TMG. I feel like this doesnât need any more explanation. [my body count up in the double digits (11), I got a TEXT, thatâs all, no further comments thank you].
To Avinash Arvind Krishendeholl [the Indestructible Lotus]:
Wa-ow, what a year itâs been eH? First of all, thank you for being everyoneâs emotional support dog, youâre probably one of the most dedicated friends that Iâve ever had. I probably would have cried myself to sleep many times this year if it werenât for you. I donât know what it is about you, but I think that everyone can just automatically sense that youâre trustworthy even when they first meet you. I felt instantly heard by you, and thatâs a very special quality to have, and I mean it. I know we kid all the time, but I actually want to take the time to be completely honest with you in this little message because I feel like I donât tell you enough how much I appreciate you. Arvind, youâve really felt like my partner through the year and I know that a lot of the nest feels the same way. Youâre the safety patroller 1 to my safety patroller 2, and I feel like it works for us. That first crisis really bonded us, I think it became evident to both of us that we are both the type of people who wonât just go to sleep if we feel that any one is in danger that we can help. Weâre problem solvers my dude. I know everyone says they donât know what they would do without you, and thatâs just become something that people say casually, but seriously. You were a grounding force for all of us, someone that we could go to for actually anything. Whether it be conflict within the group, conflict with someone else, just a bad day, a big paper due, or even wanting a good laugh and a bite to eAT, you were there. You were there if I just wanted to sit in a room with someone else, or if I wanted a shoulder to cry on, and I hope you feel that I can be the same for you when you need it. Beyond all of this sappy crap, youâre seriously a force to be reckoned with. I know this year was tough for you in music [seriously why would they put a flutist in a choir, Schulich wyd??], you have the ability, and the perseverance to do absolutely anything that you want. I actually canât wait to see what the future holds for you because whatever it is you end up doing, youâre GOING to dominate, no doubt in my mind. Your section would be incomplete without a mention of all of your catchphrases so here we go: what are we gonna eat NOW, wait whyâd the mood change, L-O-L, sAAAd, I have received communications from Mr. McIntosh, you want some cUHrry, im JOKING im joking, gUUUYS, senAAAAAAH, waaow, in FAAAACT, the power of seven theorem states, thatâs a fallacy, whatâre you gonna do gIRL, OPE, wait whyâd you look down, Iâm on a diet, letâs get the gOO, knowing me knowing you ahah, chef?, Iâm in mUsic, now wHaaat are you doing, bwaaaaaah, ooooozgayyy, weeeeeelll??, heeeeet [hoot hoot], schWWIIING, the sweet meats, motion, notice, stOP gUYS, eeeeeYeaaah, Kaaaaaasssidyyyy Michael saaaaaiddd, heLLO, just a petit quelque chose, I am holding a notice in my left paw, proceed in B flat minor. Nest donât punish me for forgetting a bunch, heâs a very quotable boy.Â
Your song was already mentioned in this post, and I believe it is very fitting Knowing Me, Knowing You [ahaaaah]. Anything ABBA will remind me of you and Michael instantly, for obvious reasons, but I chose this song because it became one of your catchphrases and I think it suits the two of us the best [you know me all too well].Â
To Shishtar:
I get to tell you all of the things I love about you everyday next year in our cute little apartment hehe. But of course I will give you your space here as well. I am proud to be the first fluent speaker of Sennish [other than the creator herself]. I know Arvind and Michael give you a hard time, but they just donât get you like I do. I hope you donât mind that I totally latched to you during frosh, but I think it worked out well for both of us, what do you think? If you go back and read some of my first posts, it was all Sena all the time. I canât wait to live with you in just a few months. It going to be like having slumber parties every night, and oh my the DECORATING! I had so much fun every single time we went out together [that might be trouble hehe] youâll always be my best dance partner. I know that no matter what Iâm feeling I can go to you and trust that youâll feed that emotion back to me. If I want to laugh, youâre in, if I want to cry, you pull up the audition videos, itâs really a good set up weâve got going. I want you to know I will always always always be here for you. If a shishtar is in need, a shishtar is here for her, those are the rules. I just know we have so much in store for us and our friendship and I canât wait to do it all. I feel like youâre the friend that I can adventure with, youâll never turn down a good time [unless youâve already drank too much and canât make it out lmaoooo]. Iâm so happy that we raised our worm babies together, even if that experiment was VERY questionable! I wonder how theyâre doing now actually, probably thriving. Letâs not carry soil back from across the city again though, that was not too much fun. I will now go into some roommate vows. As your roommate I pledge to always repeat myself when you say wait..WHAT?, and only get annoyed at it sometimes. I promise to cook you breakfast when I get the chance, and more importantly, teach you to cook some things other than âthin meatâ and âcubed chickenâ because that has to be a crime. I promise not to force you to every bafe tuesday [only some], and to help you study when you need it. Thereâs more, but Iâm sure weâll cross those bridges when we come to them. I canât wait to take the next step in our friendship, even if our landlords are trash. Weâll manage. [AND I CANâT WAIT TO SEE THE JONAS BROTHERS WHAT THE HECK]
The song that I chose for you may be surprising, because it is not a Sena song. I picked Electric Avenue, because of that one Cafe Campus tuesday that we went to. One of the first songs that came on that night that got us bopping was electric avenue [which I captured on video]. I just know that Iâll never be able to hear that song without thinking of you and that night, even if it ended with us running full speed in the wrong direction!Â
To Michael:
We all know how much I love you, but I guess Iâll try to scratch the surface with words. Not that your ego needs to be stroked any more than it already is, you are definitely one of the smartest people Iâve ever met. You somehow just know so many things and you are able to talk intelligently about virtually anything. I donât know why, but you seem like a completely different person now than from when I first met you. I still remember us wandering around together at RezFest, going back up for more samosas [eyeeeah], but to be completely honest I didnât think that we would really become friends. That day I kind of felt like I was a placeholder until you found the people who you actually wanted to be friends with, which sounds sad as I write it, but I was happy to be that. Much to my surprise, you stayed with me the whole day, and we hung out with almost everyone who would soon become the nest [first the deanâs list though hehe]. Iâm absolutely honoured to be your friend, and honoured that weâve shared so much with each other starting with beach day. Youâre passionate. Thatâs something that I really admire. Even if nobody wants to hear it sometimes, thereâs not a chance youâre shutting up about wave particle duality, and thatâs something I respect [even if sometimes it drives me crazy] about you. You donât give up easy either. Not getting into McGill didnât stop you from coming here [yes I had to bring it up hahahaha], and that mentality drives you, which I have mad respect for. The fact that you canât sing doesnât stop you from spewing nonsense about the circle of fifths [hehehe right @Arvind?]. In all seriousness, you are more than aware that you mean so much to me, and I appreciate that you standby for my moments of existential crisis. You donât give up on me even when I act insane and I am very thankful for that, because lots of friends would take a step back, but you persist. Your sarcasm and sass makes me laugh like no other. I know youâll never stop making fun of me for knowing so much about astrology, but thatâs so libra of you. Try not to be as much of a doormat living with Arvind as you were living with Grant [yes, you were a doormat, even at the end], although Iâm sure Arvind wonât try to see how high he can pile his clothes, so youâre already ahead of the game. Oh I almost forgot! Thank you for helping me in my pescatarian adventures. Having someone else so close to me live the same lifestyle really helped me out, especially every time Arvind ordered chicken wings. Along the same lines, thanks for always backing me up on my environmental speeches to not only the nest, but in council too. Just like I said with everyone else, I canât wait to make even more memories with you, and I hope that youâre in my life for a long long time, because I donât know what I would do without you!
No surprises here, the song that reminds me of you is The Chain, although this might as well be any Fleetwood Mac song. This is unrelated but just so you know, my gramma just said âthereâs chippyâ as a chipmunk ran around the backyard and I thought that that was an odd coincidence. But yes, listen to the wind blow [insert incredible bass line].Â
To Anna:
My dear sweet Anna. Iâm not crying youâre crying!! You have kept my life interesting from literally the moment I met you. Please go back and read one of my first posts from the first night when you went on about your boy troubles, what a night. From that moment on youâve filled my life with so many interesting and emotional moments. I think that everyone remembers the night that you said that this friendship probably wonât even last a month, and look at us now baby. We all have gone through so much this year as a group, and I know that a lot of that had a huge impact on you. You may be small, but by god are you tough girl. The amount of bullshit that you have gone through this year is remarkable, but youâve never given up on any of us. You and I have gone through our fair share of trouble, but never once did I question that we would resolve whatever it was and be stronger than ever. We both confront problems the same way, so that means that whatever the problem is, it will be solved in record breaking time. Youâre the one person who I always go to with the hot gossip and I feel like we could actually talk for hours about nothing. But for real back to the toughness thing, you endure so much. Youâre very independent by nature, but it always surprises me that you are able to stay alone so far away from everyone. You have done so much for me this year and I doubt you even know it. I feel like you always understand whatever it is that Iâm going through better than anyone else. I wonât forget the time in my room that we literally just read each other our poetry and cried on each others shoulders. You can sniff out when Iâm upset and youâre so good at comforting me and making me feel loved. Okay I was joking before, but I seriously am crying now. It was so hard for me to leave your room particularly because I feel like I was safest to be myself in there. We spent so much time in 503 that it was my home away from home. You also always gas me up?? Like thank you girl because you know that sometimes I need that validation! I always trust you for that fashion advice because you shop so much that you must know what looks good by now [hehehe]. For real though, youâre so incredibly beautiful inside and out and Iâm so proud to call you my friend. Youâre simultaneously like my daughter, sister, sometimes my mom and always my best friend and thatâs quite remarkable Iâd say. Stop doubting how smart you are! You are doing great just where you are, youâre meant to do this, donât let anyone tell you different. Youâre strong. I literally can not wait to share every single little thing with you the moment it happens, so if you donât mind, I would love to do just that for a long long time.Â
My song for you is one from our girl dodie, itâs Human. Every time I hear this song it brings me back to the two of us sitting in your room just feeling the feels. The lyrics are true. Paint me in trust, Iâll be your best friend. Love you so much my tiny little friend.Â
Okay that concludes the sappy letters to my best friends. Iâm sure youâre tired of reading at this point, and Iâm tired of writing, so to finish off this blog post I thought I would let a video fill in the blanks. For those of you who donât know, I have been taking a one second video every day since October of 2017. This has turned into an amazing way for me to look back on the memories made throughout the years. So here is my collection of one seconds for my year in Montreal, starting with move in day!
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Thank you for keeping up with me this year, even though I totally slacked on writing these posts. Long story short, Iâm absolutely in love with Montreal, and with McGill. So thank you for caring and staying tuned for the Thrilla in McGilla, catch ya next year!
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Oscars Analysis With Biting Commentary: 2019 Edition!
We are BACK, with the 7th annual Oscars post from The Nice Dolphin (see links here for 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013), where Matt provides insightful, quality analysis while Alex texts some thoughts from his iPhone about how Lego Movie 2 was robbed of a nomination even though itâs not even eligible this year. As always, Matt is in regular font, and Alex comes in with the BOLD.
 You know what? Lego Movie 2 WAS robbed this year! Just like how Lego Movie shouldâve been nominated for Best Picture in 2015 and didnât even get nominated to be in the ghetto of Best Animated Feature. Horseshit. We havenât even gotten to the first category and Iâm already PISSED.
 Best Picture: âBlack Pantherâ âBlacKkKlansmanâ âBohemian Rhapsodyâ âThe Favouriteâ âGreen Bookâ âRomaâ âA Star Is Bornâ âViceâ
 Iâll start by noting this wasnât my favorite years for Oscar nominees. The top picks arenât as good as Get Out or Lady Bird (or Phantom Thread) from last year. Or Moonlight and La La Land the year before. But there are a few great films in here, along with some mediocre picks.
 Nice try sneaking La La Land in there -- shouldâve at least gone with Argo. I do agree that itâs a weak year. Lady Bird wouldâve jobbed out almost all the other movies this year, and it was like the third best movie from last year (behind Get Out and Phantom Thread). Honestly, just go back and read last yearâs post.
Iâd go to bat for Roma for sure. Itâs a great film. It certainly is a masterpiece of visuals and a writer/director getting to tell his personal story. It certainly felt like a movie event to watch it in theaters.
 Certainly.
 The sound was really creative (surround sound to make the neighborhood and events feel alive). The visuals were beautiful and poignant, as one would expect with Cuaron. He really put all his effort in telling this story, paying homage to his childhood and to the live-in maid who so strongly influenced his upbringing.
 Roma starts slow, but it builds, and I became enraptured with it during the second half. Some of the sequences are intense and well worth the previous groundwork. Thereâs a 10-15 minute sequence (just an estimate) that left me shook and in awe at the filmmaking (the scene starting at the furniture store). Another scene gave such emotional catharsis and helped close the movie really well. Roma also has some fun tangents and moments (I think of everything around New Yearâs Eve) that some may find meandering. I dug them.
 While Roma was a technical masterpiece, Iâm still not sold on it as a story. Literally nothing happens for the first 100 minutes then we get some things that are completely unnerving, including one image that does not feel entirely earned, to put it mildly.
 TASTELESS SPOILER ALERT
 Cuaron is like âyeah, letâs focus on some dog shit for two hours. Enjoying that? Well, here look at this dead baby for like 15 minutes straight.â Dude was on screen for EONS. Thought he was gunning for a best supporting nom.
 SPOILERS OVER
 Roma is definitely a loving portrait of Cleo, a personal ode to the women who raised Cuaron, and an astute look into the intersection of economic class and gender in 1970s Mexico, but I canât tell if those well-made pieces combine to make a truly great movie.
 Otherwise, Iâm not sure how much Iâd want to rewatch this film or revisit it in entirety, but I really admired it and thought it was great. It is the frontrunner, and it would deserve Best Picture.
 Iâm a little worried that because of its Netflix standing and that weirdness. For example, AMC and Regal didnât include Roma in their best picture marathons/showcases because it didnât meet the distribution requirement for those theaters. Does that affect voters too? It seemed to with a few previous prestige Netflix films, but things do seem different now. So letâs talk about the next upset contender right now: Green Book.
 Green Book is an interesting movie to me. Itâs fairly polarizing because of the way it treats racial issues and the friendship between Viggo Mortensenâs white Italian character (Tony Lip) and Mahershala Aliâs black character (Don Shirley). You may have seen some of the controversies, such as how Shirleyâs family wasnât consulted on the film and disputes some of the representations of Shirleyâs relationship with his family (deserving of criticism in my opinion). There has been criticism of director Peter Farrellyâs past on-set antics, or co-writer (son of Tony Lip) Nick Vallelongaâs tweet history (less of an issue to me to criticize the film, but still, not great, Bob).
 First and foremost, FOCK this movie. Tony Lip is racist as hell! Like REALLY racist. You can tell it was written by his son, because the movie treats Tony like heâs the perfect man who was just a touch unexposed to other cultures. He never really learned or grew, especially with the whole âYouâre not even black!â rant at the end. He just goes from being super racist to not(?) racist because heâs getting paid to hang out with Dr. Shirley for a few weeks.
 Green Book has two great leading performances and some wonderful friendship moments. It has some funny Italian moments (is this racist?), and it has some great moments of strength by Don Shirley in rougher times racially. But man⊠I just canât get over some of the key aspects of the film.
 The film really leans into the dynamic of hey, youâre black, Iâm white, weâre different, but hey, weâre not so different! It feels antiquated, and this year, other films handled race relations better while being better stories overall (examples include Sorry to Bother You, Blindspotting, and If Beale Street Could Talk). Green Bookâs lack of nuance reminds me of Crash and Driving Miss Daisy. Hell, the movie is called Green Book, and they barely mention it! They should have just called it something else.
 I get that little Nicky V. wanted to make a film about what a big man his daddy was, but it really only shouldâve been loosely based on the Lip-Shirley friendship, and it couldâve avoided all the embarrassing fallout about Shirley not actually being estranged from the family/culture.
 The flipside of this is whether or not Green Book is an entertaining, good movie. And in some ways it is. The friendship is fun. The banter is entertaining. I really liked Wesley Morrisâ analysis of this on a podcast with Bill Simmons, who discussed how, when you take aside race and the message, the friendship is well-portrayed and some of the editing and scenes work well.
 The first 30 minutes of this movie is some of the worst stuff ever recorded. Not even in terms of movies, but like, anything. Itâs just Tony and his family being super racist, him entering into a hot dog eating contest (lmao what) and hacky banter between Tony and Dr. Shirley. Tony having to explain the concept of fried chicken to Dr. Shirley was a low point in a year that featured the existence of 15:17 to Paris. LOOK AT THE BABY CHICKEN LEG SPENCER
 But Green Book is trying to talk about race. Itâs what the film emphasizes and itâs what the creators of the film emphasized during their awards run. And if you handle that clumsily, itâs hard for me to separate that from my enjoyment of the film. I donât need to see more stories about white guys thinking black people are deplorable, and then well, you meet a black guy, and he isnât so bad! Thatâs not a great story! Ultimately, Green Book is a solid film with some troublesome messaging that weighs it down. And the film isnât so amazing story/acting wise to overcome those issues. Itâs just kinda⊠vanilla.
 Iâll speak more on the leads in later sections, but if it wasnât for Mahershala Aliâs deeply nuanced portrayal of Don Shirley, this movie would be completely irredeemable. Fortunately, heâs actually given a character with some agency, but everything about him is all done in service of the white manâs story about his âgrowthâ as a person, which is really just him learning to be less of an asshole -- not exactly a hero turn!
 Also, how many fucking times did they need to cut back to Tony shrugging in the Orange Bird? Geez, we get it already.
 One more point to rant on: the fact that Tonyâs son co-wrote the screenplay, and then Don Shirleyâs family came out strongly against some of the story points REALLY rubs me the wrong way. Letâs put it this way: if a friend of mine did a story about his friendship with me, emphasizing inaccurately that I didnât know how to eat Korean BBQ and had initially thought the idea of it was gross, and that I was estranged from my family but considered him and his family to be my family instead??? Dawg⊠I would haunt you from my grave for that shit.
 /quietly deletes âThe Nice Dolphinâ screenplay
 A Star is Born seemed like a heavy contender when it came out. It crushed the box office, critics and audience members seemed to love it, but it seems to have cooled off bigtime v. Roma and Green Book (really??? Green Book???). Well, I loved it, so let me sing its praises.
 A Star is Born was good, but not that good. A hugely entertaining first hour followed by some terribly-paced sequences and a weirdly undefined Jack Maine (I didnât realize how he spelled his name until that concert poster at the end) combine for an enjoyable, but uneven film.
 Star is Born coulda gone poorly. Cooper trying to direct/sing/play music, Gaga trying to act, original soundtrack, and remaking an old story. Well, it works. The music is on point, the two lead acting performances are strong. There are some magical moments in this film⊠the scenes where they meet and flirt, where they write music together, when they perform Shallow⊠itâs so good! The film is good throughout, and the ending packs a wallop. I really like Star is Born, and I hope it can get more love than its likely Best Song win.
 I will admit, I knew the ending before I saw it, so some of the impact was lessened and it also basically ruined that scene with Jack and his counselor. Also it was really late at night and I was pretty cranky, so by the third or fourth scene of her lumbering around the dance studio, I was ready to call it.
 Still, Gaga and Cooper have great chemistry, which made the early scenes pop. However, the movie seemed like it didnât really know what to make of Jack. Was he truly a troubled poet, or just a raging asshole using his art as an excuse for being an awful person? Was he a big country star selling out amphitheaters or a washed up, piss-soaked loser? What the movie was trying to claim as nuance really just came off as equivocation.
 I am pleasantly surprised that The Favourite got as much Oscar buzz as it did. Alex can elaborate, but Yorgos is definitely a more out there director, and The Favourite seems to work really well as a pivot for him. Itâs a little more mainstream, but not completely. Itâs not a sell-out. This movie is still probably too weird and rated R for some people.
 As a true Yorgite, I am THRILLED that my man is getting more mainstream love. The Favourite and Black Panther are my two favorite Best Picture nominees this year, despite them basically having no shot at winning.
 Even going a bit âmainstreamâ here (this is the most natural-sounding dialogue in the Yorgos filmography), Yorgos sacrifices nothing about his unique, vicious style. This movie is as nasty, biting, and hilarious as anything else heâs done, and the entire cast (especially the three leads) delivers.
 I really liked it. The performances were great, the story was really fun (Mean Girls but in a royal setting, or All About Eve, which I havenât seen), the camerawork was interesting. I like how unconventional it was in some ways, like the ending just sorta sneaking up on me.
 I saw this in a packed theater and I could definitely tell it was a lot of older couples who thought they were in for something along the lines of âThe Crownâ or âDownton Abbey,â and not heavy lesbian erotica. Also, despite what he says, I donât consider Matt a true Yorgite, so itâs no surprise he wasnât ready for that ending. My first thought when them bunnies hit the screen? âYorgos, youâve done it again!â A true masterpiece.
 People are worked up about Black Panther getting a nomination, and Iâm like⊠have you seen Bohemian Rhapsody or Vice? And youâre mad about Black Panther?
 People being mad about the Black Panther getting nominated and Green Book getting legit Best Picture love? If only there was some common thread here...
 First, Iâve definitely had friends surprised because for them, Infinity War was better⊠but I mean, theyâre big Marvel fans so IW was a bigger deal to them storywise. Meanwhile, a lot of friends also told me how amazing Black Panther was, how it was their favorite Marvel movie, how it was so much more than a superhero movie, etc. Critics gave it strong reviews deservingly in my opinion, and it crushed the box office because it resonated with a lot of people. Just because itâs not as critically good as Roma and itâs a superhero movie doesnât mean that itâs only in because itâs about race or that it doesnât deserve it.
 Black Panther absolutely deserved the nomination. Despite Avengers: Infinity War being a more crucial story to the MCU, Black Panther was a better, more cohesive film. IW was basically one long chase/fight scene, which I loved, but it canât really stand on its own.
 Black Panther built an entire world, populated it with fascinating characters with complex motivations, and had some badass action scenes all within the span of like two hours.
 Also, come on guys. This is the same show thatâs given nominations to⊠Bohemian Rhapsody. And Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (did anyone actually see that?). The Post, American Sniper, Philomena (does anyone remember that?)... I mean, does a movie only deserve to be nominated because it was about an Oscar-type of topic? I say nominate more of these blockbuster movies (IF they are good). Why did Mission Impossible and Crazy Rich Asians and Game Night not get nominated when Bohemian Rhapsody did? They were better reviewed.
 First of all, I take umbrage to you including American Sniper with that trash. Also, Game Night didnât get nominated because it wasnât that good (itâs still better than Green Book and Bohemian Rhapsody, but you get it). Crazy Rich Asians and Mission Impossible were both fantastic. Actually, here is an incomplete list of movies that are better than Bohemian Rhapsody and Green Book that came out this year, but didnât get much, if any, Oscar love:
Annihilation Bad Times at the El Royale Crazy Rich Asians Deadpool 2 The Equalizer 2 (didnât actually see this, but itâs got Denzel) First Reformed Halloween Lego Movie (still) Mission Impossible: Fallout A Quiet Place Searching Sorry to Bother You Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse (got some love, deserved more) Widows
 Honestly Teen Titans Go! To The Movies and Venom were better than that trash too.
 Anyway, Black Panther rules. Itâs got an awesome cast of characters, it represents culture well, Coogler crushes the direction, the story is fun, and the villain is super compelling. People loved the ending scenes of Black Panther. This movie is worthy. Also shoutout to that last scene between Boseman and Jordan. Seriously, so good. Honestly, Black Panther had at least 4 scenes that were just as dramatic AND better-done than BR.
 That sounds impressive until you realize that BR had zero well-done scenes. Seriously, every time I think about that movie I hate it more. Itâs the opposite of Phantom Thread. Itâs the Terrestrial Thread.
 Bohemian Rhapsody is probably one of the worst movies to be nominated for Best Picture in recent years. Look, if you like the movie and find it entertaining, thatâs totally fine! Just donât tell me Black Panther didnât deserve it when itâs better in every technical aspect.
 The editing is bad. The story of the movie is a censored version crafted by the living band members of Queen to paint them in the best light. Freddie Mercury is portrayed like more of an immature punk than he deserves, and the other band members seem like the grown-ups. The dramatic scenes are not very good. Itâs just fine. The acting is solid. The movie is fun when the band is playing music or making music. But it really drags at parts. A solid B- crowdpleaser. NOT an Oscar movie.
 The only time this movie is entertaining is when Queen is playing/making music. Just save yourself the trouble and watch some old concert DVD or whatever. Every âbased on a true storyâ movie is going to take some liberties with the facts, but this is the first movie I can recall that makes the true story MORE boring. This is literally the exact same movie as Straight Outta Compton, except that one was better -- and didnât even get nominated! Straight Outta Compton is the Lego Movie of musical biopics.
 BlacKkKlansman was a powerful movie, though Iâll say it isnât peak Spike Lee for me. It is really good in moments, and itâs also weaker in stretches. Basically, whenever the main character is infiltrating the KKK or working with his partner, the movie works. The scenes about the civil rights movements are really good, especially a scene where Kwame Ture gives a speech. The movie is slower when it tries to delve into Ron Stallworthâs personal life and romance. The movie is probably 15-20 minutes too long, which would be my main critique. And the ending is a bit polarizing (it worked for me, but I can see the argument against it).
 15-20 minutes too long? Sounds like peak Spike to me. Hey-ooooooooooooo!
 I really dug BlacKkKlansman, but man the capitalization of the title is infuriating. I agree that itâs a bit scattered (and not in a way that actually serves the story), but overall, I think Spike put together a film that is entertaining, exciting, and sadly all-too-relevant in todayâs world. The scenes from recent news at the end mightâve come off a bit clunky to some, but it really brought the message home that in some ways the movie mightâve had a âhappyâ ending, but in no way is the big picture a positive one.
 Vice. Man. I was really looking forward to this one and I was disappointed. It felt like Adam McKay took all his tools from The Big Short and used them to excess. The Big Short was crisp and covered one specific story. Vice tries to cover a lot of years of Cheneyâs life without much cohesion. I wish the movie had focused more on the VP years, which were the best parts of the movie and far too short. The Big Shortâs narrator was a main character who explained a lot of complicated concepts that related to his character. Vice tried to have a random character with tons of narration, and it was all over the place without really having a reason for being in the movie. McKay also tries a few other ambitious things that donât work as well when your movie isnât strong. Basically, the riskier decisions stuck out more poorly. I wanted to dig this movie, but it just wasnât very well-made, and Iâm underwhelmed by its nominations.
 I didnât get around to Vice, but thereâs something comforting about knowing that Iâll never see all of the Best Picture nominees. Not that Iâve ever let that stop me from providing commentary before. Besides, after Mattâs SCATHING review, I probably made the right call.
 An interesting theme that pervades several of the Best Pic noms this year is the movies being directly at odds with their âtrue storiesâ in ways that actively hurt the movies. Green Book, Bohemian Rhapsody, and BlacKkKlansman all suffer from this. Maybe Vice too? Who knows.
 Generally, I try to separate the movie from the real events itâs based on. Real life is rarely as entertaining as a Hollywood flick, so I totally get why Die Hard didnât have a third act of Carl Winslow filling out paperwork. HAVING SAID THAT when the true tale gets twisted into something totally unrecognizable, is it fair to criticize the movie for that? Green Book completely mutated the character of Dr. Don Shirley to fit a narrative of friendship triumphing over racism; Bohemian Rhapsody mischaracterized the relationship between Freddie Mercury and his bandmates to create a non-existent redemption/comeback arc; BlacKkKlansman ignored all the ways Ron Stallworth sabotaged the pro-Black movement in Colorado in service of painting police as the true heroes of equality.
 I donât have all the answers here, but these three examples feel like particularly egregious warpings of reality. However, I want to use this opportunity to praise YORGOS, who took enough from history to give The Favourite some context, but was up front about his editorialization enough to where the historical inaccuracies didnât matter, and it didnât feel like watching some ol boolshit.
 I wish First Man and If Beale Street Could Talk had gotten in over Vice and Bohemian, or in addition to (since the nominations can go up to 10).  Hell, if you had just added these two to make it 10, this crop would look stronger. The follow-ups for the directors of La La Land and Moonlight, neither film was as strong as the previous outings, but both were quality art. First Man sometimes had less impressive action with its use of shaky cam in the cockpit (which made the theater experience dizzying at times), and it mostly lost the mainstream audience because it was less adventurous than movies like The Martian or Interstellar. It also chose to try to portray Armstrong as an ordinary, less romantic type of hero, which may have been to its detriment for entertainment purposes. But I really liked the story of Neil Armstrong and NASA, warts and all. It felt more authentic and well-acted compared to, oh, I dunno, BR. And the moon landing scenes were breathtaking.
 Beale Street struggled for me with its back-and-forth narrative, and some characters who I wish had more to do but some of the scenes were so good, and the art of it was beautiful. I also wish foreign films like Cold War and Shoplifters could get some Best Picture love too, but Iâll talk more about them below.
 Cinematography: âCold War,â Lukasz Zal âThe Favourite,â Robbie Ryan âNever Look Away,â Caleb Deschanel âRoma,â Alfonso CuarĂłn âA Star Is Born,â Matthew Libatique
 (edit: We put these categories here as a little TND protest for when the Oscars werenât gonna air them on the regular telecast. But weâll leave them here still, because these categories rule.)
 The presumed favorite appears to be Roma, with Cold War as a potential dark horse. After CuarĂłnâs go-to cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki (three-time consecutive Oscar winner at one point, including for CuarĂłnâs Gravity) left, he pulled a Thanos and decided to do it himself. Romaâs photography has all the marks of a Lubezki/CuarĂłn joint. He did well. Some of the shots may be a bit much (as one friend asked, why so many dog poop shots?). But the tracking shots are glorious and usually worked well for art. Following the lizard around on a random day, Cleo running along the street, the shot of the men training, the forest on New Yearâs Eve⊠and of course, the aforementioned furniture store and beach sequences.
 I didnât see Cold War, but itâs fine because Roma will win. Roma does look great, but damn can Cuaron get another trick besides panning ten feet in either direction after the natural conclusion of a scene? Seriously, he does it like every twenty minutes. I guess this is world building? âYou see, hereâs whatâs happening to our characters. And thereâs also more stuff happening...slightly to the left.â
 I was very curious about Cold War after it got a best director nomination as well. The cinematography was beautiful too. And it also deals in black-and-white like Roma, and with different camera framing (Iâm not technical enough to explain that). It had some great shots too, in particular a shot with a mirror that really impressed me. Of note, Cold War beat Roma in the American Society of Cinematographer Awards.
 A Star is Born had some good camerawork and cool concert shots.
 Great camera framing when the guy pisses himself. You really *feel* the piss.
 The Favourite was worthy of a nomination too, using some unique camera angles and fisheye lens shots that could have been distracting but ended up working really well for the movie. I have not seen Never Look Away, but the trailer looked good.
 Those long hallway shots in The Favourite were superb. Robbie Ryan is a true Yorgite.
 Film Editing: âBlacKkKlansman,â Barry Alexander Brown âBohemian Rhapsody,â John Ottman âGreen Book,â Patrick J. Don Vito âThe Favourite,â Yorgos Mavropsaridis âVice,â Hank Corwin
 LOL Bohemian Rhapsody. See the aforementioned link about the bad editing in it. I mean, I guess the montage while they recorded the title track was really fun, but cmon! I also had a lot of fun during some scenes of Venom, and I didnât see that get a bunch of noms!
 Well maybe it should have! Matt made me watch that clip of the first record exec convo from Bohemian Rhapsody, and itâs so bad it wasnât until like my third viewing when I realized Matt was trying to point out how poorly edited it was. Seriously, I couldnât even get past the dialogue: âQueen...is for losersâ âWell Iâm sold!â
 Vice seems to be a favorite on Gold Derby. The movie was too all over the place for me, and I guess it would win for the most editing, because there are all sorts of jumping around and montages and random things the film does. Bohemian is the next favorite, so I donât really care for this yearâs winner. Maybe this year it SHOULD be on commercial break. Jk.
 I didnât see Vice, but I agree with Matt that more editing definitely doesnât equal better editing. I think Billy Walsh would agree that sometimes itâs about the cuts you DONâT make.
 I would vote for The Favourite. Itâs crisp and efficient. Green Bookâs editing is probably a strong suit too, admittedly. BlacKkKlansman could have been shortened some, but the editing during some of the back-and-forths (I think of the KKK meeting versus the black studentsâ meeting at the end) was really good.
 I agree* that all three of these films were well-edited. Itâs a shame that apparently they have no chance at actually winning this award.
 *I think Iâve already set a record for most times agreeing with Matt in an Oscars post. Weâre like one of those old married couples that gradually turn into the same person over the years. Sure it might make for a boring post, but at least weâre RIGHT.
 Director: Spike Lee, âBlacKkKlansmanâ Pawel Pawlikowski, âCold Warâ Yorgos Lanthimos, âThe Favouriteâ Alfonso CuarĂłn, âRomaâ Adam McKay, âViceâ
 CuarĂłn is the presumptive favorite, and he would be very worthy. He shepherded this project to fruition, he told the story he wanted to tell, and he kicked ass. Iâve heard Spike Lee is a possible surprise here, but Iâd rather see him get the Screenplay win. As mentioned, BK is not his strongest work for me, and doesnât quite compare to Do the Right Thing.
 Finally Matt says something stupid! Okay because BlacKkKlansman wasnât as good as one of the greatest films of all time, Spike doesnât deserve a win here? Iâm not even saying he should win, but if he doesnât, itâs not because he made a better movie in 1989.
 Cuaron will probably take home the gold, and itâs well-deserved, as he really put his signature style on every aspect of Roma. Itâs obviously an extremely personal project for him, but he never lets it dip too far into âdiaryâ territory, and ultimately allows the audience inside of his perspective instead of forcing us to observe from a distance.
 Itâs dope that Pawlikowski got nominated sorta out of left field. He really crafted an interesting, powerful story, and it was creative and unique. Yorgos deserves props for his nomination, managing to combine his style with someone elseâs script (first time using a script that wasnât his!). Iâm glad Peter Farrelly didnât get the nod here, but I wish Cooper had gotten it in over McKay. Vice is not that impressive, but I really dug some of the decisions made in Star.
 This might come as a surprise, but Iâm quite happy Yorgos got nominated and would love for him to get the upset victory over dog dookie Cuaron. Shoutout to both guys for being able to direct the hell out of some nudity though.
 Lead Actor: Christian Bale, âViceâ Bradley Cooper, âA Star Is Bornâ Willem Dafoe, âAt Eternityâs Gateâ Rami Malek, âBohemian Rhapsodyâ Viggo Mortensen, âGreen Bookâ
 My Cooper support continues! I hope he wins, and it sounds like some people want him to be a surprise upset here. I thought he really built this role up and nailed it. This could have gone poorly. He could have sounded like Russell Crowe in Les Mis, his voice could have been weird, and he might not have been so likable on screen. But he was! He really became Jackson Maine and crafted this interesting, romantic, tragic character. I thought he was terrific.
 *big sigh*
 I agree with Matt again. Cooper was fantastic in playing a could-have-been-thankless role of a guy who does terrible thing after terrible thing, but still needs the audience on his side at the end. His singing was more than serviceable in the movie, as it was mostly done in live concert scenes where him being a little ragged fit the character/moment. Just uhh, donât pull that shit up on Spotify.
 Rami Malek is the frontrunner here, which surprises me. Again, I donât like the movie, but I also like Malek. But Malek has impressed me much more in projects like Mr. Robot and The Pacific. Here, I feel like he is doing a solid impersonation, but heâs not blowing me away like DDL in Lincoln. I feel like he was also limited by the weak script/story. I wish he had had more powerhouse scenes and dialogue, but he just didnât.
 Oh he didnât blow you like DDL in Lincoln? That mightâve been the greatest biopic performance of all time. âMalek was good, but his acting wasnât as good as Spike Leeâs directing in the 80s.â
 Not to defend Malek, dude is just up there doin a little bucky beaver impression -- and I like Malek! Shit was limp and lame. IAWM (I agree with Matt) in that the rest of the movie was so bad, Malek was never afforded the opportunity to rise above being a Halloween costume. Still, he did next to nothing, even with scant material.
 Bale obviously made an impressive transformation in weight/look for Vice, and I always am a fan. He was pretty good here, and Iâd be fine with a win, but it wasnât his best work.
 Viggo was good, but part of the problem of the movie is the fact that Viggo was the lead instead of Mahershala, as the film would have benefited more from being through the lens of Shirleyâs view, and not Tony Lipâs.
 Yeah, it pisses me off that Viggo (lol never realized how funny of a name that is until I just typed it) is even in this category. Sure he did a fine job playing a racist guy...maybe a little too fine of a job? Iâm surprised Liam Neeson wasnât clamoring for the role of Tony Lip, so he could do a little method acting.
 As for Dafoe⊠I donât know anyone who saw this film, and I wasnât hyped enough to go see it. Hell, the idea of a 60+ year old playing a guy who died at 37 was enough to not get me hyped, even if the makers tried to say he would have looked like Van Gogh because of the circumstances of the times.
 I obviously didnât see this movie, but wow that is a hell of a paragraph. Are most people hyped by an old man playing a younger man? Actually, I heard that the producers were worried that Dafoe didnât look old ENOUGH and were going to CGI in Christopher Plummer. Still though, âcircumstances of the times?â I know 2019 seems awful, but this is a helpful reminder that the world use to be a literal hellscape.
 I would have liked to see Ethan Hawke here for First Reformed. He carried the movie, he was awesome in it, and it was definitely unlike the normal Hawke performance Iâve seen before.
 Matt, put a backhanded compliment warning there, sheesh. Hawke was fantastic in First Reformed and absolutely deserved a nomination ahead of Viggo, Malek, Fat Bale, and Benjamin Button-ass Dafoe.
 Gosling here would have been good too. Also would have been cool to see an indie lead, whether Lakeith Stanfield in Sorry to Bother You or John Cho in Searching.
 Stanfield and Cho crushed it in their respective roles. Funny story, Cho initially passed on Searching, but the filmmakers basically stole his phone number and hounded him until he agreed to do on the condition that they leave his ass alone afterwards.
 Lead Actress: Yalitza Aparicio, âRomaâ Glenn Close, âThe Wifeâ Olivia Colman, âThe Favouriteâ Lady Gaga, âA Star Is Bornâ Melissa McCarthy, âCan You Ever Forgive Me?â
 Glenn Close is supposed to win. Itâs apparently a lock. This definitely feels like another career honor, since this is her 7th nomination and she hasnât won. Close is pretty good. The movie is OK and she has a delicate, graceful, but powerful performance here. I mainly just feel like it was the least memorable role here.
 I didnât see The Wife, but for some reason Iâve got love for Glenn, so Iâm happy sheâs getting a win.
 Colman wasnât necessarily the lead of the film, and it was really a three-headed monster (apparently Stoneâs character has the most screentime), but she was awesome. She nailed this crazy, sad, bigtime character. Iâd pull for her, and I think she has a small chance.
 Colman mightâve had less screen time than Stone, but as the raunchy queen, she commands the audienceâs attention much like she commands love from Stone and Weisz. Everything is in service of the queen and Colman puts every ounce of emotion and feeling into a role tightly balanced between needing fealty and needing love.
 Gaga was a contender for a while, and I really liked her and was impressed with her rising to the occasion and taking on this lead role, weaving in her real life story with this fictional character. I think she didnât always quite hit the acting level of Cooper, but she was close.
 Gaga was good for a rookie, but cmon. She basically had like two expressions the entire movie (dumbstruck and covering half her face/sad and covering half her face).
 I was really into McCarthyâs performance and thought this was a legit good indie film. Small story, really focusing on her character, and she carries it well! The Wife and this are smaller indie stories, but I was more wowed by McCarthy. She handles a sad sack of a character, self-loathing, mischievous, witty. I think sheâs a great actress who sometimes ends up in unfortunate movies. This was a good one.
 Shockingly I didnât see Can You Ever Forgive Me?, but Iâm glad McCarthy is getting love. Sheâs a great actress, but always finds herself in shitty movies.
 Iâm so glad Yalitza Aparicio got a nomination! She wasnât quite as strong to me as Colman or McCarthy, but she has to be good for the film to be good, of course, and she is. I think the technical aspects of the movie outshine her performance in some ways, but she deserves merit.
 Yalitzaâs gotta be straight up laughing at all the love for Lady Gaga. Another first time actress, she actually does a great job in the film instead of just getting points because she has hit single songs. The range of emotions on her face when confronted by the nude ninja alone made her worthy of a nomination.
 Who else would I have wanted? Maybe Joanna Kulig for Cold War. Sheâs a star, and she dances/sings/acts in terrific fashion. Also shoutout to Natalie Portman for Annihilation and Elsie Fisher in Eighth Grade. No oneâs gonna remember The Wife in 5 years, but Eighth Grade will stand the test of time.
 Supporting Actor: Mahershala Ali, âGreen Bookâ Adam Driver, âBlacKkKlansmanâ Sam Elliott, âA Star Is Bornâ Richard E. Grant, âCan You Ever Forgive Me?â Sam Rockwell, âViceâ
 Mahershala is expected to win, and heâs really good as Don Shirley, so Iâm cool with it. He is such a magnetic actor, and he carries Shirley well. Itâs a pretty different type of character from Juan in Moonlight. Juanâs performance leaned in on charisma, masculinity, and tenderness. Shirley is a character reliant on dignity, sophistication, and inner rage. He nails both. Heâs really good. For all the faults I have with the making of Green Book, I do really like Mahershala here. Itâs pretty wild that heâs about to get his second Oscar, but hey, good for him!
 You mean an actor played two different roles? Wauw.
 Mahershala completely carried Green Book and filled Don Shirley with so much nuance, complexity, and integrity that he himself shouldâve gotten nominated for Best Picture. He IS the movie. Itâs such a shame his character was relegated to the supporting role because thereâs so much awesome internal logic to Dr. Shirley that heâs fascinating to watch and Ali does a great job of bringing all of that to the forefront without having to resort to speechifying his thoughts or emotions.
 I really like Driver and always like his work. Heâs a unique, compelling actor in whatever role heâs in. He has more to do in BK than John David Washingtonâs main character, and heâs not weighed down by the romance story. Thereâs something really convincing in any role Driver portrays, whether itâs Kylo Ren, Adam in Girls, or his performance in Silence. I thought his performance was pretty key to the BK story.
 Driver definitely brings a fun presence to BlacKkKlansman helping to achieve the delicate tonal balance Spike was looking for. I mean, not as good as the tonal balance JGL brought to Lincoln, but I digress.
 Grant was really wonderful and charming, and he really carries the movie along with McCarthy. Elliott doesnât have a ton of scenes in A Star is Born, but each scene of his was a highlight for me. His relationship with Cooper is key to the film, and I really dug it. I donât really see why Rockwell had to get a nom here. Heâs not too essential to the film, and he does a good W impersonation, but this just pales in comparison to his role last year in Three Billboards.
 Ha I only skimmed that last paragraph and just furiously googled âSam Elliott Three Billboardsâ because I was confused as fock. Yeah that last conversation between Cooper and Elliott was fantastic, and Elliott is great throughout as the older brother who never got quite as much ass as Jackson Maine.
 We couldnât have thrown a nod here to Michael B. Jordan instead, for his compelling (albeit polarizing) acting job in Black Panther? I also loved Brian Tyree Henryâs character in If Beale Street Could Talk. Similar short screentime to Rockwell, but way more impactful and memorable. Henryâs scenes in Beale Street are some of the best work youâll see from last year.
 Was that acting job really polarizing? We have a term for people who have negative things to say about Black Panther. Theyâre called...Vallelongas. Brian Tyree Henry is one of my favorite actors, so I have no doubt that he was great in Beale Street. I do want to shout him and Daniel Kaluuya out for their performances in Widows. For a story about four strong women coming together to wreck some shit, Henry and Kaluuya stole the show. And my heart.
 Also want to shout out my man Beast! Not saying he should win, but his scene to hilarity ratio in The Favourite was easily 1:1. Everything in The Favourite popped, but his presence made it even poppier.
 Supporting Actress: Amy Adams, âViceâ Marina de Tavira, âRomaâ Regina King, âIf Beale Street Could Talkâ Emma Stone, âThe Favouriteâ Rachel Weisz, âThe Favouriteâ
 I really like Regina King, and sheâs pretty good in Beale Street, but Iâm sorta surprised that she became the consensus pick. She doesnât quite have as memorable a performance for me as Mahershalaâs or say, Brian Tyree Henry in the same film. Sheâs a great actress, but thereâs not a ton for her to do, and I didnât leave that film being like WOW, that character!
 Stone and Weisz seem to negate each other, unfortunately. They are both terrific. I didnât love Stone in La La Land but sheâs really fun and vicious here. Weisz is great too and has a lot of fun. I would probably give the edge to Weisz, but Iâd strongly praise either performance.
 Weisz was amazing as Sarah Churchill. She is definitely the centerpiece of the film, and does a wonderful job providing an axis for all the wild shit that goes down. What really elevates her performance is that she doesnât fall into the trap of merely being the straight woman (no pun intended, seriously), and still imbues her character with loads of cunning, fire, and personality.
 Stone was great as well, and Iâll say I didnât enjoy her in La La Land either, but thatâs mostly because I was watching La La Land at the time.
 Amy Adams is awesome in general and good in Vice. Marina de Tavira is really good in Roma, and her nomination was a nice surprise too. Her character as the mother is really pivotal to the story, and I thought she was good at being overall likable even while sometimes being harsh.
 De Tavira gives a great performance in a role that wouldâve been easy to gloss over if played by another actress. She never allowed herself to become a background character or only appear as Cleoâs boss. Her story is just as dynamic and heart-rending as Cleoâs, and with less attention given to it, only a great performance would give it the weight it needed and de Tavira absolutely delivered.
 Original Screenplay: âThe Favourite,â Deborah Davis, Tony McNamara âFirst Reformed,â Paul Schrader âGreen Book,â Nick Vallelonga, Brian Currie, Peter Farrelly âRoma,â Alfonso CuarĂłn âVice,â Adam McKay
 The Favourite seems to be⊠the favourite for this category.
 Nice.
 Itâs a fun, witty script based on historical events (and it seemed to do a decent enough job being similar enough to real life!). Updating a story for the modern times in film format is no easy feat, and I really enjoyed this story.
 Like I mentioned earlier, The Favourite does a great job of drawing just enough historical context while still keeping things fresh and honest, without making the story feel bastardized.
 This is Paul Schraderâs first nomination, which is pretty crazy when heâs had films like Taxi Driver and Raging Bull. First Reformed has a unique, fascinating, compelling premise and story arc. It does remind me a good bit of Taxi Driver in some ways but is its own story too.
 Really happy First Reformed got a little love. In a time when weâre getting nothing but remakes and sequels, a truly original story is always welcome.
 I donât want Green Book to win. As mentioned, this shit wasnât vetted by Shirleyâs family, which seems kind of important! And itâs a bit cheesy throughout. Technically speaking, it seems like the directing/editing would be better than the writing here. Vice⊠that story was so all over the place. McKayâs script for Big Short was way crisper and stronger. Roma is a great film, but I donât put its screenplay up as strongly as its other technical achievements. Eighth Grade should have been nominated here and been a contender. It won at the Writers Guilds Awards (Boâs speech is really funny too), and Bo Burnham made a brutally vulnerable, honest story about adolescence and technology.
 I usually make a joke here about how movies based on actual events should be in the Adapted Screenplay category (since theyâre adapted from real life!), but I guess Nick Vallelonga really took that to heart because he basically removed any shred of reality from Green Book. May as well give Bohemian Rhapsody a nod here too lol
 Adapted Screenplay: âThe Ballad of Buster Scruggs,â Joel Coen , Ethan Coen âBlacKkKlansman,â Charlie Wachtel, David Rabinowitz, Kevin Willmott, Spike Lee âCan You Ever Forgive Me?,â Nicole Holofcener and Jeff Whitty âIf Beale Street Could Talk,â Barry Jenkins âA Star Is Born,â Eric Roth, Bradley Cooper, Will Fetters
 The rules for adapted are always funny. A Star is Born is based on three previous versions, and Buster Scruggs apparently has some adapted short stories but other completely original short stories. Weird. I wouldnât feel too strongly about Starâs screenplay since I feel like the quality in its update is more in the acting and music, versus the writing. Buster Scruggs was a mixed bag for me, with some awesome and some meh stories.
 Bro, which stories were meh? Name names! There wasnât a bad one in the damn bunch.
 BK seems to be in the lead, which would be a cool win for Spike Lee (he previously received an honorary Oscar). Apparently the movie changed a lot, which I imagine was positive for movie action/plot intrigue. I feel like whatever the screenplay did with the romance didnât really play, but Iâm not really sure what else I would push alternatively.
 Matt is really hating on the romance angle in BlacKkKlansman. Iâll be honest, I barely remember that aspect of the movie, so the hate is probably warranted.
 Beale Street was a worthy effort, but I felt like the narrative was all over the place and wonder if Jenkins could have done a better job conveying the story in movie form. I donât think it was an easy book to adapt, as Iâve heard with Baldwin fiction, but the product in the end doesnât measure up to BK. As for Can You Ever Forgive Me?, I thought it was a stellar story, and also apparently people donât think the original memoir itself was very good, so I guess it gets points for that!
 Go ahead and give Jenkins the win to make up for that L* L* L*nd/Moonlight mix up back in 2017.
 Best Documentary Feature: âFree Solo,â Jimmy Chin, Elizabeth Chai Vasarhelyi âHale County This Morning, This Evening,â RaMell Ross âMinding the Gap,â Bing Liu âOf Fathers and Sons,â Talal Derki âRBG,â Betsy West, Julie Cohen
 Iâm not a big documentary guy, but they have gotten more popular (Wonât You Be Me Neighbor, Three Identical Strangers, Free Solo, and RBG all were box office documentary hits this year), and Iâve ended up checking a few more out. Wonât You Be My Neighbor was one of the most noted snubs when nominations came out, and itâs a shame it didnât get nominated. It was beloved and had a notable cultural effect last summer, and I thought it was terrific and charming. I didnât see Three Identical Strangers yet, but Iâve heard it considered to be a snub too, which Alex can elaborate on.
 Shit I had this whole paragraph written up about Mr. Rogers, but Matt just reminded me that it didnât get nominated. Basically the punchline was that I watched it with my parents and they just clowned Fred the whole time, which I think explains a lot.
 Three Identical Strangers was great, but apparently Iâm the only person who either didnât know about the second twist or didnât think it was that shocking/big of a deal. I gotta say, capitalizing on your 15 minutes of fame by opening a celebrity restaurant in New York City is probably the most 1988 thing ever.
 Also, no love for the Pope Francis doc? Guess Iâll see the Academy in hell...as I look down from Heaven!
 The betting odds seem split between Free Solo and RBG, with Solo slightly ahead. I am all about Free Solo, and I hope it wins. Itâs an incredible, fascinating story. Is this guy insane for making this climb? How do we feel about him with his girlfriend? How do we feel about his girlfriend with him? How do we feel about the documentary crew filming him? Are they enabling him? Deterring him? These are really interesting dynamics throughout the story. Itâs helpful that everyone involved in the story is inherently likable, and they are wondering about these same dynamics. Also, although I think most people know the fate of Alex Honnoldâs climb before watching, the feat is so extraordinary and ridiculous that you will still be stressed out, nervous, and fascinated watching it.
 The climbing footage is awe-inspiring. The filmmakers do a great job explaining the audacity and absurdity of the climb so that the average viewer can understand whatâs going on. This is such a good documentary.
 RBG the person is awesome, and Iâm a big fan. But RBG the documentary is just⊠good? I feel like voters must have been split between this at Wonât You Be My Neighbor, and itâs hard not to compare the two, since they came out around the same time and are both about revered figures. WYBMN has really good editing and panache, and an inherent charm in talking about Mr. Rodgersâ legacy and his past. RBG feels more by-the-numbers and with less impressive editing and focus. It felt a bit short and all-over-the-place. I could have used more time on her advocacy versus her time exercising or becoming a cultural meme.
 WYBMN also benefited from having tons of footage from the TV shows. RBG by comparison doesnât have as much old footage, and with RBG alive, they do a lot more interviewing her or following her around. Itâs an interesting glimpse, but doesnât work quite as well for me. Itâs a good film, and I enjoyed getting more of a look into RBGâs life. But I donât want it to win.
 Minding the Gap is the other film I saw out of this batch, and it had caught my eye after being on a few criticsâ best movies lists at the end of 2018. Itâs on Hulu, and it definitely wouldnât become a box office hit. It has an indie vibe for sure, as Bing Liu, a young filmmaker, follows two friends as they grow from teenagers to young adults, along with examining his own life. The film delves deeply into masculinity, physical abuse from childhood, and identity in the Midwest. It really builds and gets stronger and stronger towards the end. There are some deep emotions that this film can evoke in the viewer, and I really felt for the story by the end. Also, a bonus is that the footage of them skateboarding is really beautiful and whimsical.
 Best Foreign Language Film: âCapernaumâ (Lebanon) âCold Warâ (Poland) âNever Look Awayâ (Germany) âRomaâ (Mexico) âShopliftersâ (Japan)
 Roma is the clear favorite here. I almost wish that if Roma was definitely getting best picture, they could just retract its nomination here so someone else could win!
 Ha thatâs actually not a bad idea. These other flicks donât stand a chance when Roma is going toe-to-toe with the entire field of movies.
 I really liked Cold War and Shoplifters. I didnât get a chance to see Capernaum or Never Look Away. Never Look Away seemed to have mixed reviews, which makes me wish that Burning (South Korea! Steven Yeun!) got the nom instead. While in the lobby post-Cold War, my friend and I saw a bunch of people left Capernaum in tears, so⊠that seems like it must have been good and sad?
 Bro, people were crying because it SUCKED. Jk, Iâm sure itâs wonderful. Also, has a foreign language film ever been nominated that wasnât a totally depressing tearjerker? Do countries besides the U.S. and France make comedies? I know there isnât much to laugh about in Turkmenistan or wherever, but Iâm just asking.
 Cold War is by the previous winner of Ida, another excellent black-and-white film. While Ida was smaller scale in time, Cold War spans a romance of two musicians over some years. It similarly tackles the repercussions of WWII and the titled Cold War on Poland. The two main characters are really captivating and dynamic to watch. The music portrayed is super fun. The challenges of the times are fascinating. My one gripe is that the film felt a bit weirdly paced at times, partly because it was covering a multitude of years, and the charactersâ decisions were sometimes a bit too dubious for me.
 I really dug Shoplifters too. Itâs a lovely, beautiful film that ponders what a family is. The characters arenât conventional good guys, mistakes are made, and these characters try to keep their version of a family together. Sometimes the movie is beautiful and optimistic, sometimes itâs sad and heartbreaking. I also liked how the movie was intentionally confusing about some details, to add to the storytelling aspect.
 Animated Feature: âIncredibles 2,â Brad Bird âIsle of Dogs,â Wes Anderson âMirai,â Mamoru Hosoda âRalph Breaks the Internet,â Rich Moore, Phil Johnston âSpider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse,â Bob Persichetti, Peter Ramsey, Rodney Rothman
 SPIDER-VERSE. All the way. That movie could have gone poorly. There is definitely a lot of Spider-man content out in the world in recent years, and the movie worked by both leaning into that and truly creating its own story to stand on. Miles Morales was an awesome main character. Peter Parker was a great side character (that was definitely a risk in storytelling). Milesâ family characters were well-portrayed (shoutout Brian Tyree Henry and Mahershala Ali, AGAIN. Those dudes kill it).
 Spider-Verse might be my favorite movie of the YEAR. #2 this decade behind Moonlight and all of the X-Men films. Everything about this movie is fantastic. The characters are well-drawn (emotionally and literally), the stories are engaging, and the humor, while appropriate for all ages, doesnât include any lame juvenile shit (unlike this blog post). Folks (myself) were legit getting emotional in the theater. Looked like a screening of Capernaum in there.
 The animation was awesome. It was new and unique, making the movie feel like a comic book come to life. I think the movie had a poor box office opening because of market saturation, but it ended up grossing a respectable amount based on word of mouth and audience reception. Good! Canât wait to see whatâs next.
 Iâd literally never seen anything like Spider-Verse. The animation was crazy dynamic, constantly shifting between more realistic and more cartoony depending on what the situation called for. Everything about this movie from the animation, to the music, to the voices is completely fresh and inspired.
 The Incredibles 2 seemed to take the box office by storm, and by the time I saw it a month or so later, I was a bit let down. The movie is a bit unsatisfying in originality after so many years. Itâs still good! I had a lot of fun, and some of the action sequences were pretty exciting. Itâs just not as good as Pixarâs best or the first Incredibles.
 No desire to see Incredibles 2. Incredibles 1 is massively overrated and all anyone wanted to talk about from part 2 is how hot the mom was. Iâm good, homie.
 Isle of Dogs was really fun and charming. It was a solid Wes Anderson joint. I do wish it had more agency for some of the Asian characters, and itâs still sorta funny to me that Wes just kinda dropped in with his crew + one Asian writer for the script. But yeah, it was a really fun movie. I havenât seen Ralph since I hadnât gotten to the first one yet. Mirai looks like my kind of jam, but I havenât gotten to it yet. Spiderverse all the way.
 Isle of Dogs is racist as hell! Why will no one talk about it??? I feel like Iâm going INSANE
 Original Song: âAll The Starsâ from âBlack Pantherâ by Kendrick Lamar, SZA âIâll Fightâ from âRBGâ by Diane Warren, Jennifer Hudson âThe Place Where Lost Things Goâ from âMary Poppins Returnsâ by Marc Shaiman, Scott Wittman âShallowâ from âA Star Is Bornâ by Lady Gaga, Mark Ronson, Anthony Rossomando, Andrew Wyatt and Benjamin Rice âWhen A Cowboy Trades His Spurs For Wingsâ from âThe Ballad of Buster Scruggsâ by David Rawlings and Gillian Welch
 Shallow is such a heavyweight here. That song is the classic from a soundtrack of lots of good songs. Itâs perfect for their relationship in the story, and itâs the best scene in the film when she comes onstage to sing it. I hope they crush it live on stage. Get it, Bradley!
 Wouldâve loved for âWhy Did You Do That?â to get an ironic nomination here. Man that song was ass. âShallowâ is a good song and plays an important role in the movie, so Iâm not upset at all if it wins, but yo that part where theyâre just like âSha-la-la-la-la-lowâ is weak as hell. Shouldâve ponied up for Jason Isbell to get the late checkout time, maybe he couldâve done something there.
 Hot take: âWhen a Cowboy Trades His Spurs for Wingsâ is a MUCH better song.
 Man, the Mary Poppinsâ new songs were pretty disappointing. Maybe they should have gotten Lin involved in the writing. The Buster Scruggs song is pretty goofy and funny, and All the Stars is a fun anthem.
 All the Stars is a fresh track, I wouldnât be mad at it pulling an upset.
 Original Score: âBlacKkKlansman,â Terence Blanchard âBlack Panther,â Ludwig Goransson âIf Beale Street Could Talk,â Nicholas Britell âIsle of Dogs,â Alexandre Desplat âMary Poppins Returns,â Marc Shaiman, Scott Wittman
 Feels like First Man got snubbed here bigtime. That score was really good, and it seemed like a favorite before nominations came out. Iâd root for Brittellâs score. His work was beautiful in this (and in Moonlight), so a win would be cool. I generally like Desplatâs whimsy, but I donât remember much about the score here. Black Pantherâs was cool, though I feel like it was more about the songs on the soundtrack versus Ludwigâs score. Ludwig is the man though. I wouldnât hate him getting it.
 Good point about Black Pantherâs strength lying in its songs instead of the soundtrack. Really disappointed in Sicario 2 overall, but especially in its score. Sicario 1 had the hottest score of the year when it dropped, but much like everything else about Sicario 2, it didnât deliver.
 Sound Editing: âBlack Panther,â Benjamin A. Burtt, Steve Boeddeker âBohemian Rhapsody,â John Warhurst âFirst Man,â Ai-Ling Lee, Mildred Iatrou Morgan âA Quiet Place,â Ethan Van der Ryn, Erik Aadahl âRoma,â Sergio Diaz, Skip Lievsay
 Sound Mixing: âBlack Pantherâ âBohemian Rhapsodyâ âFirst Manâ âRomaâ âA Star Is Bornâ
 This confuses me every year. Hereâs a good article for the differences. Basically, sound editing awards effects (think, creating gunfire/explosion noise for a war/action movie). while  sound mixing awards the soundscape/all the sounds mixed together.
 So with that in mind⊠these categories seem to have less predictable winners, and I see that the sound editing leaders are currently First Man and A Quiet Place. Iâd give props to First Man here, for doing work with the space exploration. A Quiet Place is interesting since it had to use its sound so effectively and specifically.
 How you gonna award A Quiet Place for its SOUND? Smh
 As for sound mixing, I really dug watching Roma in theaters. You could hear sounds, birds chirping, and it felt like you were on the street in the neighborhood of Roma.
 Itâs almost like you can really *hear* the dogshit squishing between the kidsâ toes on the pavement.
 Now, it appears that Gold Derby leans towards three options: A Star is Born, First Man, or Bohemian Rhapsody. I feel like BR relied a lot on pre-done recordings unrelated to filming, so Iâm not sure about that one (though I suppose thatâs the point of sound mixing, I dunno⊠look, I just donât want it to win -- lmao same bro). A Star is Born had to deal with live music! Itâs way more worthy.
 Visual Effects: âAvengers: Infinity Warâ âChristopher Robinâ âFirst Manâ âReady Player Oneâ âSolo: A Star Wars Storyâ
 This is easily Infinity War. Relying on Thanos as a main character meant a ton of work, and if you remember his cameos in Guardians or the Avengers post-credits, you know that he looked better here and much more fully realized. He was a mammoth, a threat, and the visual portrayal was well done. His fight against Hulk, his fight against Doctor Strange, some awesome FX. Having to weave in tons of comic characters was no easy feat too, with Falcon and War Machine fighting in the sky while Groot, Rocket, and Cap are on the ground against those bad guys.
 Avengers all the way. Having a lame-looking Thanos wouldâve nuked the whole movie (people are STILL talking about Supermanâs CGI shave), but they knocked it out of the park. Infinity War had to be a huge undertaking, as itâs a million superheroes pulling out all the stops for like 6 hours. Kinda surprised Black Panther didnât get any love here for similar reasons.
 Ready Player One had a lot of fun effects too. It had to rely a lot on video game storytelling, and the adventure of it was pretty fun and well-done. Solo was fine.
 I honestly had to ruminate for like five minutes to remember if I saw Solo or not. I think âfineâ is the most accurate possible description of any aspect of Solo.
 First Man was quality. I dug their comments on how there is no way they could have faked the moon landing considering how hard it is now to even try to demonstrate that in a fictional film.
 Thatâs what they want you to think, sheeple!!!
 Christopher Robin? Wasnât that bear real?? What are you trying to say???
 Realest bear since the one that took Leoâs ass in The Revenant.
 Production Design: âBlack Panther,â Hannah Beachler âFirst Man,â Nathan Crowley, Kathy Lucas âThe Favourite,â Fiona Crombie, Alice Felton âMary Poppins Returns,â John Myhre, Gordon Sim âRoma,â Eugenio Caballero, BĂĄrbara EnrıÌquez
 Costume Design: âThe Ballad of Buster Scruggs,â Mary Zophres âBlack Panther,â Ruth E. Carter âThe Favourite,â Sandy Powell âMary Poppins Returns,â Sandy Powell âMary Queen of Scots,â Alexandra Byrne
 Black Panther was sick. Weaving in futuristic elements with African culture. The sets were wild. The costumes were fantastic. The Favourite did a good job doing the royal vibe too. The NASA production that they had to recreate in First Man made it feel really authentic. Same for Roma. Lots of good stuff here.
 Agreed on Black Panther for all the reasons Matt mentions, but I think you gotta go with The Favourite here. Those people looked like they STUNK. Just fucking gross all the way around -- and it was PERFECT.
 The Ballad of Buster Scruggs and Roma had great design as well. As an anthology, Buster Scruggs had the added degree of difficulty of making sure every story appeared distinct enough while maintaining the overall look and feel of the movie.
 Makeup and Hair: âBorderâ âMary Queen of Scotsâ âViceâ
 I mean, you saw Christian Bale as Dick Cheney. Lock this up.
 Clink-clink!
 Animated Short: âAnimal Behaviour,â Alison Snowden, David Fine âBao,â Domee Shi âLate Afternoon,â Louise Bagnall âOne Small Step,â Andrew Chesworth, Bobby Pontillas âWeekends,â Trevor Jimenez
 âWeekendsâ by Trevor Jimenez sounds like a banger of an R&B album.
 Best Documentary Short Subject: âBlack Sheep,â Ed Perkins âEnd Game,â Rob Epstein, Jeffrey Friedman âLifeboat,â Skye Fitzgerald âA Night at the Garden,â Marshall Curry âPeriod. End of Sentence.,â Rayka Zehtabchi
 Best Live Action Short Film: âDetainment,â Vincent Lambe âFauve,â Jeremy Comte âMarguerite,â Marianne Farley âMother,â Rodrigo Sorogoyen âSkin,â Guy Nattiv
 Bao was a fun, sweet short that had some nice Asian representation⊠thatâs all I got.
 Iâll be watching the documentary shorts the night before the Oscars, but wanted to get this post up before then, so if you want my thoughts on those nominees, holla at ya boy.
 As for everything else? I probably agree with Matt.
#by Alex and Matt#Oscars#movies#Roma#Black Panther#The Favourite#Green Book#Infinity War#Cold War#Shoplifters#Vice#A Star Is Born#BlacKkKlansman#Bohemian Rhapsody#Cuaron#Cinematography#Editing#Oscar predictions#Bradley Cooper#15:17 to Paris#Spider-verse
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Money Diary, Week #3
Thursday Jan 18
Wake up, bus to the shuk - 5.9 nis. Grab a coffee and I donât even want it. 11 nis. So weird. Maybe itâs because Iâm already running late and feeling anxious about time. I drink half and then grab groceries for the client Iâm cooking for, all of which Iâll get reimbursed for so I wonât list them. I also cab to their place - billing them as well. Nobody got time to haul groceries on a bus #lazy.
After cooking for 6 hrs (hey guess who just made +1200nis!!) I pack a meal from what I made (chicken, potatoes, and an Asian pear, and itâs all fucking delicious, and free, and I even had a container because of yesterdays lunch that I took to school, score!) and bus to the central bus station. 5.9 Iâm feeling a bit woozy so grab soda water to calm my stomach. 7 nis. I decide to finally buy a pair of Blundstones, a decision Iâve thought about for literally like five years. I see a pair that I like that are on sale for 350 and I grab them. Also add 50 nis to Rav Kav. The boots feel great in the store and for the dash to the bus, but as soon as Iâm off the bus and walking to class, they start to kill! Iâm worried I got the wrong size, even though the next half size up is way too big on me. I take them off in middle of class to make sure I donât fuck them up too badly. Finish class, head home, make toast with peanut butter and hang out with Josh.
Friday Jan 19
Wake up and peel myself out of bed to grab some random groceries - I have no coffee in the house, and really feel like having eggs for breakfast. At the grocery store, I also find an avocado thats not hard as a rock (fun fact: apparently there were no deliveries of avocados to Israel for a week and so the price doubled, and none of them are ready yet. I donât care that the price is doubled - itâs only like 6 shekel anyway and iâve been wanting an avocado all week.) I get eggs, an avocado, and laundry detergent - 28 nis. There is a massive bag of Tide for 60 shekel (8 kg) and I think I might get it because it smells so nice and is cheaper per kilo than anything in the store and will last for like, half a year or something. And in two weeks Iâll even have a HOUSE to store it in!!!
I stop at my favorite coffee grinder guy and pick up 100g of coffee for 6 nis and think back to when I was living in Florentine and I could find the same amount for at a minimum 10 nis, usually more. Thank you, Jaffa gods, for making prices reasonable. Â This usually can last for almost a week, but itâs exam season and Iâm going to be mainlining coffee.
When i get home, I make a good breakfast (toast, eggs, salad, coffee) and THEN I CAN DO MY LAUNDRY! FOR FREE!!!! Iâm so effing excited, itâs been literally four months without a washing machine at my disposal. Iâll probably need to throw some things in the dryer at the laundromat because its going to be a fucking COLD weekend and I have no clean socks and stuff, but still!
Anyway, Iâm at my next conundrum, which is the fact that itâs now sale season and there are so many things I want/need. In the wants column, weâll just put new clothes. Iâm v bored of that I have and would love some new additions. In the needs column, weâll put shoes - this is a biggie, I hate buying shoes and spending money on them - house items (coffee table, bed, closet, curtains, oven), a new phone (this one is pissing me off with its jerkiness and general crappy demanour. I could probably get it to work well if I do a factory reset but the screen is also cracked and replacing it will cost at least 400 nis. Iâd rather get a new/secondhand phone.) Anyway, IKEA is having a sale, all the clothing stores are having massive sales, and Iâm not sure what to do. These are more investment type items, but itâs still hard to justify spending the money. And then the fact that Uri and Jordana are getting married soon - Iâll actually make a bit of money from catering his aufruf kiddush/her shabbat kallah dinner, but not a ton.
I FINALLY get a message that Iâm getting paid for an event I did like, three weeks ago - thatâs another +1,630. YESSSS. That plus an extra +500 for shabbat will be so helpful for the move.
Run out to throw some things in the dryer - I just collect random shekels and donât actually keep track, but i think itâs around 8 nis. While waiting for my stuff to dry, I get some binders, highlighters, little page markers, and also use the stores hole-puncher to hole-punch LITERALLY like 500 pages of notes. Donât have to buy a hole-puncher though! Itâs still 33 nis. Ugh.
I end up heading to Jerusalem kinda stupidly late, and end up taking a taxi to the bus station with Josh, but he covers it because he owes me money for groceries. The sherut is 35 nis - ugh. Iâve left my purse at home so Josh lends me a 50 that he also says to use toward groceries.
Saturday Jan 20
I work for WAY longer than I would have wanted to, and it really isnât very much money, and I really needed the time to study, but on the other hand, it was pretty easy and it was 500 nis. So, balances out. After Shabbat is out I head to Jerusalem - 5.9 for the train, and 16 nis for the bus. When I get to Tel Aviv, the bus to my house is a friggin half hour away so I have to walk home, which is a massive waste of time. Really need to sit and calculate how much that half hour was worth to me, because Iâm SOOOO behind on my studying, but can I just stay up a half hour later? Does life even work that way?
I make a peanut butter and banana wrap. Wraps are THE BEST thing to have around but I never buy them because I feel like theyâre expensive? But a friend left these at my house and theyâve been the base of many a quick happy dinner, so maybe Iâll keep them around. Also come up with a plan to market myself as a meal-prep delivery service for people who canât cook at home... i wonder if Iâd ever actually execute that.
Sunday January 21
Basically spend all day inside studying/making food/cleaning/doing laundry. All of these are relatively money-less endeavours! On my way to school I do grab some fruit because I have none in the house. 9 nis
A friend coming from New York places an order on amazon for me for bamboo toothbrushes and charcoal exfoliating gloves - those guys are the shit and I hate throwing out plastic toothbrushes. They last quite a while and it only comes out to 70 shek - Iâll pay him when I see him.
Monday January 22
I meet Kim at the shuk for a grocery shop. It doesnât really feel so smart to do the shop before my CSA gets in. I need to recalibrate my weeks so that I can do it on Tuesday morning and not be starving. Anyway, I get:
Parmesan and goat cheese - 24.6
Oatmeal, wild rice, and raisins - 20
Salmon - the guy cuts me way more than I asked for and I tell him off. I asked for 300 grams for a reason, mister, not for 350 grams. Iâm turning into an asshole lol. 33 nis
Avocado, sweet potato, zucchini, chilis - 18 nis
Clementines, potatoes, cherry tomatoes, and an impulse buy dragon fruit - 34 nis
Green onion - 5 nis
On the way home, I still can use my transfer on my Rav Kav. Hell yes. Now I just need to stock up on things like more coffee, wraps, and one or two other things, but between this and the CSA I should be good for the week.
At home i make a big pot of rice, roasted veggies, two sauces (one using up cilantro that was going bad and yogurt I didnât feel like eating), salmon, and sauteed greens from last weeks CSA. Now I have food options! And I only need to finish my celery and romaine lettuce from the CSA. Donât know what to do with it though. Hmm.
Buttttt ugh I get an email from the school. I owe tuition, I think itâs loan time. Iâm thinking of asking them if I can consolidate the debt, and when I do a huge work event I can throw a few thousand shekel at tuition. PAYING FOR SCHOOL IS SUCH A BITCH. But at least the loan system here doesnât blow. I also get an email about a grant. GRANT I NEED YOU GET IN MY WALLET.
CSA box comes with some dope looking ingredients. Iâll have to cook wisely this week so nothing gets wasted though - my fridge is already FULL of food. What a nice feeling :).
Tuesday January 23
I wake up late, ugh. Go grab coffee - this time i get double what I got last week - rice milk, and cashews, to maybe turn into butter. It comes out to way more than i anticipated - 44 nis. Eek.Still though, havenât eaten out once this week except for one coffee and one bottle of water, so Iâm feeling good! Then I feel terrible when i think about tuition and moving. Gah! Cashew butter tastes amazing though, so thereâs that!
Finally get an answer to an insurance claim I filed (and won) months ago! They had sent me a cheque (srsly who does that) which I never received, so they are going to cancel it, and wire me the funds. Itâs around $350 - just wish Iâd done this before the dollar crashed so hard. Oh well. Still free-ish money!
Buy an eclair. I need some comfort sweets. Interestingly, I donât think Iâve had anything with overt amounts of processed sugar in a few days - since Saturday, I guess. Iâve had honey in my tea and stuff, but thatâs it. I wonder if Iâll feel anything? Itâs only mediocre but I needed to get out and interact with a human who is not Josh/the dog. 10 nis.
Wednesday January 24
I have to print some notes for this exam that i am definitely in no way passing (hi moed bet!) Itâs way more expensive than it would be at school. Damn. 12.5
Total: 770.7 - minus shoes - 420.7
School/misc- 403 (includes a 350 nis pair of shoes that are too small and that I will try to return)
Groceries- 221
Eating out- 28
Transportation - 118.7
Money earned: 500, 1620
The takeaway from this week is: School is effing expensive, and I spent freely on groceries to not be tempted to eat out which worked (slash my extreme isolation/studying helps too) but I also bought a lot of ânice thingsâ that I donât need. On the other hand, Iâll have lots of food stored for the next week or two. Wins all around, I think. Would be nice to get most of my weeks spending to look like this (minus the shoes) - I could be down with spending only 400 nis a week.
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The Best Gluten Free Foods of 2016
In 2016, we lived in 12 states: California, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Kentucky, Indiana, Tennessee, North Carolina, Georgia and Florida.
This is where we found the best gluten free biscuits, cake pops, cookies, donuts, key lime pies, samosas, tacos, and waffles, plus a few of our favorite gluten free recipes with numerous vegan friendly options in the mix!
Across the course of the past few years, Beth and I have adopted numerous healthy eating habits and/or diets in search of optimal health and wellness while trying not to sacrifice one of our favorite pursuits: eating amazing food. We eat fresh and organic whenever possible, almost never eat fast food, and avoid gluten and a few other foods that tend to encourage inflammation.
After some good early success with Tim Ferrisâ Slow Carb Diet, we were inspired by our good friends and human incarnations of the fountain of youth, Mark and Courtney Wolfgang, to give the Paleo diet a go.
I think we were both more than a little surprised at how much better we felt after we started eating paleo (plus a few variations, including Whole30, the Primal Diet and the Bulletproof Diet)), and couldnât ignore some of the more obvious exclusions as potential sources of ailments we didnât even realize we had until they were gone.
Why a gluten free diet?
Although neither of us have yet been tested for celiac disease, I think itâs safe to say that cutting gluten out of our diets almost immediately made us both feel better, and as we slowly relaxed our implementation of the paleo diet, one of the only things that remained consistent was the gluten free diet.
Suffice it to say that eating out with any dietary restriction is a challenge, and as anyone with a gluten allergy (or any food allergy) knows, it can be scary taking a chance at restaurants that donât have a track record of success and a lot of favorable reviews.
Since weâve had the privilege of living in some of the most amazing places in 12 different states during 2016, we thought weâd put together a list of what we consider to be the best gluten free foods weâve had this year from restaurants, cafes, health food stores and even the patios and recipe books of our nomadic friendsâ and family.
The following are our personal favorite gluten free foods of 2016, in no particular order.
Best Gluten Free Tacos:
Taco Asylum in Costa Mesa, CA
Limited Veg and Vegan Options
Taylor says:
We love tacos. In our travels, weâve had amazing tacos from street carts in Algodones, Mexico to vegan food trucks in Austin, Texas and oceanside restaurants on the California coast, so it would be hard to pick just one place whose tacos prevail over all others.
However, if we had to pick a favorite spot, we choose Taco Asylum for their consistently delicious tacos, a kitchen and wait staff who know or are always willing to find out which of their rotating menu items are gluten free, and kick-ass homemade hot sauces so good weâve given them as gifts.
Beth adds:
Because they donât have a dedicated fryer, I avoid the chips and nachos, but the tacos here are full of win.
Donât miss the Bahn Mi, Â Fire Pig and Jamaican Jerk tacos, as they are what makes Taco Asylum my favorite gluten free Mexican restaurant option in Orange county.
Taco Asylum 2937 S Bristol Street, Costa Mesa, CA 92626 http://tacoasylum.com (714) 922-6010
Best Gluten Free Chicken & Waffles:
Jewelâs Bakery & Cafe outside Phoenix, AZ
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility, Many Vegan Options
Taylor says:
Being born and raised in and around Atlanta, Georgia, Iâm a pretty big fan of southern food, and although Beth is originally from New York, Iâve managed to introduce her to some delicious soul food that has certainly made her a fan.
One of the things that Beth and I both enjoyed before going gluten-free and paleo was chicken and waffles, a true southern delicacy that isnât often found on gluten free menus. Fortunately, weâve managed to come across a couple of pretty spectacular specimens, and although it was a pretty close race, we think the Chicken & Waffles with honey sriracha and buttermilk syrup from Jewelâs Bakery & Cafe near Phoenix, Arizona, gets the prize.
Weâd be remiss not to mention the runner up, however, as King Daddyâs Chicken & Waffle in Asheville, NC, really makes an excellent showing with their expertly fried chicken thatâs so delicious itâs hard to believe itâs gluten free on top of hearty, gluten free waffle. They even have a vegan waffle!
Beth adds:
The honey Sriracha and buttermilk syrup elevate Jewelâs gluten free fried chicken and waffles from simple comfort food to mind-blowing gourmet fare that you should go out of your way to get in your mouth.
This is the place to go if you are looking for a good gluten free restaurant between Phoenix and Scottsdale, Arizona.
Jewelâs Bakery & Cafe 4041 E Thomas Rd, Phoenix, AZ 85018 http://ift.tt/17wzndA (602) 714-5243
Best Gluten Free Fish and Chips:
Smokejumper Cafe in West Yellowstone, MT
Super Celiac Friendly
Taylor says:
Sometimes I have a craving that only fish and chips will satisfy. Crispy, golden brown pollock or cod fried to perfection atop a bed of french fries, salty and crunchy on the outside and just a little bit soft, tender and delicious inside.
Like chicken and waffles and chicken fried steak, a good gluten free fish and chips is pretty difficult to find. While visiting Yellowstone National Park, we learned that the girlfriend of the proprietor of the Smokejumper Cafe has celiac disease, so the owner and executive chef made a concerted effort to ensure that most of the items on the menu, breaded, fried and all, are safe for those with a wheat allergy.
Though we sampled a few other items on the menu, it was indeed the hand-dipped, gluten-free beer-battered and perfectly fried fish and chips that won us over. Although we didnât make it back to West Yellowstone in 2016, we didnât find another fish and chips to take the crown this year, so weâll cheat and keep them on the list from last year.
Beth adds:
This unassuming one-man operation in the airport is a stealth winner. After all the expensive, less-than-mediocre tourist traps around Yellowstone, I was wary of this seasonal airport restaurant.
Luckily, it turns out that looks can be deceiving. Everything here is great, but the fish and chips are the best and the owner and chef is super awesome. I also loved the onion rings and milkshakes. They specialize in breakfast, burgers, steaks and lobster bisque and with a dedicated fryer, toaster & waffle iron, almost everything can be made celiac-friendly & gluten free.
If you are flying out of this little airport in West Yellowstone, this is a great reason to get to the airport early. Â Allow time, everything is made fresh to order and definitely call ahead for groups of 5 or more, or just keep this place between you and your bestie.
Smokejumper Cafe 721 Yellowstone Airport Rd, West Yellowstone, MT 59758 http://ift.tt/2jfy8Kp (406) 646-9060
Best Gluten Free Chicken Fried Steak:
Gourmet Girls in Tucson, AZ
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility
Taylor says:
Chicken fried steak is an odd dish. To call it âsteakâ is a bit  disingenuous, as it more closely resembles a battered and fried hamburger, given its ground and reformed âsteakâ middle. That said, I find chicken fried steak to be virtually irresistible, and since going gluten free, Iâve found it in very few places where I could again enjoy it in its decadent glory.
The preparation that stands out most is that of Gourmet Girlsâ Gluten Free Bakery and Bistro in Tucson, Arizona. Iâm not sure how they make their gravy taste so amazing without flour, but whatever their secret, itâs worth a special visit just for the âsteak.â
Beth adds:
I am not a chicken fried steak person, but I never turn down a bite of this when Taylor offers to share. Gourmet Girls has some other great gluten free treats including their gluten free rosemary bread and their gluten free peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. (protip; skip the gluten free cupcakes if you are over 10 years old).
Gourmet Girls Gluten Free Bakery/Bistro 5845 N Oracle Rd, Tucson, AZ 85704 http://ift.tt/1DYQ76n (520) 408-9000
Best Options for Gluten Free Vegans:
Plant in Asheville, NC
Dedicated Vegan &
Present Moment Cafe in St. Augustine, FL
Dedicated Vegan, Super Celiac Friendly
Taylor says:
Looking for a place to take your gluten free vegan friends? Or just a nice place where your vegan and paleo friends donât have to battle?
We couldnât choose just one place to get this title, as our two picks are so frickinâ amazing, neither of them deserves second place for anything. First up is the incomparable Plant in Asheville, North Carolina, where Chef Jason Sellersâ âscratch-made food uses only carefully chosen ingredients that come from the earth.â
On our most recent visit, I had the vegan and gluten free Bibimbap (one of my favorite Korean dishes), comprised of Korean-style chili tofu with grilled broccoli & togarashi, kimchi, purple cabbage, pickled shiitakes and chilled sesame sushi rice with sesame-scallion sauce, toasted cashews and pea shoots.
Next is Present Moment Cafe, in St. Augustine, Florida, with a unique and incredible menu of raw, vegan, organic, gluten-free creations by Chef Yvette Schindler.
Our favorites from their entirely-awesome menu are the Mango Samosa (curried vegetables folded into a mango coconut wrapper), and the Alive Blueberry Crepes (banana/pecan crepes, topped with blueberries and vanilla cream) from their âBreakfast All Dayâ menu.
Beth adds:
The first time we ate at Present Moment Cafe, we were so inspired, we wound up coming back the next morning for breakfast and then back again the next day for dinner. We even made a special trip into St. Augustine solely to eat there again two years later. I have dreamt about the blueberry crepes and samosas here. So Freaking Good.
Plant 165 Merrimon Avenue, Asheville, NC 28801 http://plantisfood.com/ 828-258-7500
The Present Moment Cafe 224 West King Street, St. Augustine, FL 32089 http://ift.tt/2igh42A 904-827-4499
Best Gluten Free Cake Pops:
Gluten Free Cutie in Roswell, GA
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility, Vegan Options
Taylor says:
Although Iâve never been a huge cake lover, Iâve come across a few cakes Iâve really enjoyed, though most of our attempts to find delicious gluten free cake have been met with disappointment, and, often, cottonmouth.
Until just a few years ago, we were also unaware of the phenomenon that is âcake popsâ and only after a bit of research did we learn that baking a little frosting in with the cake is how you keep a cake pop moist and delicious.
Weâve tried a few specimen of gluten free cake pops, and like gluten free cake, most of them have failed to impress, the exception being those of Gluten Free Cutie in Roswell, Georgia.
Moist and delicious, if a wee bit sweet for my taste, their cake pops are awesome, if a bit out of the way when weâre staying near Atlanta. Still, the cinnamon roll and chocolate chip cookie dough cake pops are worth the drive.
Beth adds;
Three reasons to go:
Cinnamon White Chocolate Gluten Free Cake Pop
Cookie Dough Gluten Free Cake Pop (Vegan)
Chocolate Sun Butter Gluten Free Cake Pop (Vegan)
Gluten Free Cutie 1066 Alpharetta St, Roswell, GA 30075 http://ift.tt/2jfluLo (770) 518-7858
Best Gluten Free Key Lime Pie:
Sweet Savannahâs in Marathon, FL
Taylor says:
This is a tough one, because I grow up eating my grannyâs key lime pies, which I firmly believe to be the best key lime pies ever made.
Therefore, trying to find a gluten free pie thatâs even in the same league is a bit of a ridiculous expectation to begin with, though Iâm pleased to say Iâve been lucky enough to find not just one, but two, excellent gluten free lime pies.
Our #1 favorite is the home-made creation of Amanda at WatsonsWander. Sadly, predicting when and where to find Tim and Amanda, hoping that Amanda has already baked a pie and then waiting patiently until they invite you over to enjoy it with them might require a measurable wait, so youâll probably have better luck with our second favorite, available from Sweet Savannahâs in Marathon, Florida right in the heart of the Florida Keys, where weâve had the privilege of spending a big portion of this winter season.
Beth adds:
Amandaâs pie, much like Taylorâs grannyâs, will spoil you for all other key lime pies with its awesomeness. A safer bet is to pop into Sweet Savannahâs in the Florida Keys and grab a slice or even better- a whole gluten free key lime pie. Hint; it makes a great breakfast too!
Their version of the Florida Keys classic is a traditional custard-style pie with a brown sugary and buttery graham crust. Â The pie is pleasantly sweet and tart and egg-y. They have a a few shelves in the top of the refrigerated case (on the left when you walk in) where they store their gluten free baked goods, including key lime pie, brownies and cupcakes. Make sure you check the labels for âGFâ! The gluten free brownies are really nice too, not too fudgy, not too cakey and full of chocolate chips.
Sweet Savannahâs of the Florida Keys 8919 Overseas Hwy, Marathon, FL 33050 http://ift.tt/2igcS34 (305) 743-3131
Best Gluten Free Pizza:
The Bald Strawberry in Melbourne, FL
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility, Vegan Options
Beth says:
Look, I am from New York, the home of the best pizza crusts outside of Italy, (donât bother arguing with me, because I will cut you) and I have to say that finding delicious gluten free pizza crust is really difficult.
If you are celiac, the cross contamination in pizza places is super hard to avoid since every surface has been covered with flour and itâs in the air. Â Well, get ready to step outside of the pizza box and open your mind to the Garden Girl at The Bald Strawberry.
This pizza starts with a gluten free waffle, (what?!) Â but that is just the beginning of things you didnât know could be amazing as a pizza! Topped with tomato, avocado, cheese, an organic egg, and a tiny hint of maple syrup, Â this perfect balance of flavors and textures will change your life and blow your mind.
Trust me, this did NOT sound good to me before I tried it, but it is now in my list of favorite things I have ever eaten â even the gluten-FULL things and is in the regular rotation of foods I dream about when I am away from them. They also have gluten free and vegan cakes for sale.
Taylor adds:
Itâs hard to express how delighted we were to find this tiny slice of gluten free heaven when we first got to Floridaâs Space Coast. Their waffle pizzas are simply divine, and their waffle sandwiches equally affective. I dream of that Garden Girl pizza, and once youâve tried one, youâll understand why.
Protip: Grab some their gluten free flour mix to take with you so you can make their delicious gluten free waffles (and sandwiches and pizzas) at home!
The Bald Strawberry 1280 Sarno Rd, Melbourne, FL 32935 http://ift.tt/2jfzvIY (321) 751-2803
Best Gluten Free Chocolate Chip Cookie:
Tula Bakery Cafe in Portland, OR
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility, Vegan Options
Beth says:
First of all, the best gluten free cookies are made at home with this gluten free recipe using real vanilla bean instead of vanilla extract.
Before we found that recipe, we found Tula Bakery Cafe in Portland, OR, and they happen to make the most amazing chocolate chip cookie we have come across in our travels.
The texture is weird, I donât know how they make it, but itâs a little bit like raw cookie dough with a crusty outside and it has big pieces of salt on top. Itâs delicious and you will quickly find yourself thinking of reasons to go back to this gorgeous, delicious all gluten-free cafe for more. Maybe for their little savory hand piesâŠ
Taylor adds:
Buy twice as many as you think youâll want. Also, Bethâs right about that recipe â it produces *amazing* cookies that are naturally gluten free (and AIP if youâve reintroduced eggs), and can be easily modified to be made vegan by substituting agar-agar or flax for the eggs.
Tula Gluten Free Bakery Cafe 4943 NE Martin Luther King Jr Blvd #101, Portland, OR 97211 http://tulabaking.com (503) 764-9727
Best Gluten Free Biscuits:
Benefit Your Life Bakery in Knoxville, TN
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility, Vegan Options
Beth says:
Gluten free biscuits are usually a long shot, so I tend to avoid them, but a few places do pull them off. Of those, Benefit Your Life Bakery  in Knoxville, TN tops our list because they are delicious, but also because they sell their buttermilk biscuit dough frozen in their market.
This means you can stop by BYL for Saturday morning breakfast biscuits (pimento cheese and bacon, anyone?) AND you can pick up their frozen biscuit dough while you are there so you can make your own amazing hot, fluffy biscuits anytime you want. Thatâs what I call win/win!
Biscuits are super-versatile; add butter honey and apples for an amazing dessert, top with cheese for a filling snack, or throw chili, stew or lentils on them for dinner. You could probably use them to make a pot pie, (or some other kind of pie) but we ate all of ours before I could try it. Â
If you are in doubt, know that we dedicated significant RV freezer real estate to these frozen gems, with zero regrets. These biscuits arenât vegan, sadly, but Benefit Your Life Bakery does have a wide selection of delicious vegan items and is a dedicated gluten free facility that has many dairy-free and other allergy-free options.
Taylor adds:
These biscuits were so good, Iâve literally been craving them ever since we ran out⊠four months ago. Iâve been searching for a good second best, but havenât found a contender yet.
Have a recommendation for a good gluten free biscuit? Let me know in the comments below!
Benefit Your Life Gluten Free Market and Bakery 620 N Campbell Station Rd #24, Knoxville, TN 37934 http://ift.tt/2iggGkI (865) 288-3193
Best Gluten Free Donuts:
Capitol Cider in Seattle, WA
Dedicated Gluten Free Facility
Taylor says:
This is a tough one, because the best gluten free donuts weâd found were the gluten free donuts from the brunch menu at Capitol Cider. Unfortunately, they donât seem to be on the menu anymore.
However, given that really good gluten free donuts are so hard to find (and despite plenty of mediocre attempts), we went ahead and included Capitol Cider anyway, because we hope and believe that if you let them know you liked their donuts as much as we did, theyâll bring them back.
Still, because everything at this dedicated peanut and gluten free kitchen is super delicious, itâs safe to say that any of their brunch alternatives, like the buttermilk cinnamon rolls theyâre currently featuring, are bound to be tasty.
Rumor has it they also brew cider here.
Beth adds:
I loved these and really hope they come back!
Capitol Cider 818 East Pike Street, Seattle, Washington 98122 http://ift.tt/1ZhsC5s 206-397-3564
Bonus: Super Awesome Gluten Free Recipes!
Magical Multipurpose Paleo & Primal Dough Recipe
Ok, so maybe you prefer to cook gluten free at home?
While weâve collected dozens of gluten free recipes that we believe to be pretty awesome, there are a few that are so amazing that even our gluten-eating friends love them. In particular, PrimalGirlâs Magical Multipurpose Wonder Dough is one of those recipes.
Though it is comprised of only a handful of ingredients, this incredible recipe is equally useful for making hard and soft breads, including rolls, crackers, taco shells and tortillas, pizza crusts and more.Â
Weâve only made rolls with the recipe so far, but they were awesome, so  Iâll be whipping up a new batch very soon to make tortillas for an upcoming taco night!
Avocado Banana âYoghurtâ
I just found this recipe, but am super excited about it, as itâs a raw, vegan, dairy-free, nut-free, concoction that âtastes like a tangy, sweet banana and vanilla yoghurt.â
Add a touch of coconut milk and blend for a banana lassi! Everybody wins!
Thai Peanut Chicken and Sweet Potato Noodles
This one is a recommendation from Amanda at WatsonsWander. Full disclosure: we havenât tried it yet, but everything Amandaâs fixed for us has been awesome, so when she suggests a recipe, we listen. Weâll update this post once weâve had an opportunity to give this suggestion a try.
So, hopefully one of these amazing, delicious, gluten free comfort foods is near you or in the path of your travels in 2017.
You can also download our list or checkout our map.
Do you have a gluten free favorite in your neck of the woods, or do you disagree with one of our picks? Weâd love for you to tell us about it in the comments! We have been known to go out of our way for kick ass gluten free deliciousness on occasion.
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