Charlotte

Love. [insert sausage joke here]

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‘Love’ is waking up and having breakfast made for me. Bangers, mash, caramelized onion.

‘Happiness in a relationship’ is not being embarrassed to lick the plate.

with love, from Charlotte

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This is where we’re at right now

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This is the shit I’m putting in my body.

A cry for help? Or GLORIOUS.

(also, cheap. Win-win-examsgah-win)

With love, from Charlotte

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My saviour- the remedy for exam stress

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Inbetween library trips, and when going batshit crazy trying to understand Ulysses or Social Psychology- this is what rejuvenates my poor weary brain.

Probably crazy-inauthentic, but Civic Asian Noodle laksa, jumbo size naturally. And at $11- I eat it about once a week.

Delicious.

With love, from Charlotte

PS: Are we friends yet?

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Low-Functioning Snacks- or a prediction of what I will eat when I am actually pregnant

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I am still exam-ing and studying and generally just poo at the moment.

I still want flavor, just have no time to shop or cook. So this was a recent forage through the pantry. Note: the sardines were from a lucky dip at a party themed ‘evil’. For reference.

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Looks like when I’m stressy, I just want some weird-ass fish. Jalapeno sardines, friends?

With love, from Charlotte

This is genius. Fresh herbs year-round!!

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This is not my idea. I found it in the Eating for Two, for One facebook page’s news feed (from Garden Week 2013, in Perth), and had to share.

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Take fresh herbs. Freeze them in olive oil. Keep forever and ever and always have fresh things for marinades, dressings, just roasting/frying up potatoes (I have an obsession with roasty veg as soon as it hits scarf season)

A particularly luxurious friend even suggested taking lavender/rosemary, freezing in (rosehip? coconut?) oil and dunking it in your bath. Honestly, I’d probably still enjoy the plain olive oil with parsley combo – but that’s probably taking my phillia a little far for the general population.

With love, from Charlotte

Eating for two, for two – but not.

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Over the weekend, I went to a party with friends as a pregnant person. As everyone thinks I am pregnant (I’m not pregnant! I’m not!) I thought I’d share. Just as a reminder that I am definitely not, not not.

This is the result. Naturally, I spent most of the evening hovering around the beautiful mulled wine and eating all of the snacks. I am particularly proud of that hair and face-tanImage

With love, from Charlotte

Nachos are a COMPETITION

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And anyone who says otherwise is lying. This guy’s from Guzman, and is delicious.

If you are eating nachos with someone, you are fighting over limited resources of sour cream, beans, meat, chips, cheese, and of course guacamole. Each bite you take is a perfect mouthful. Your former friend and yourself vie for the ‘best bits’, and yet this is meant to be a typical ‘shared dish’. Unlike other foods, you can lose at nachos – quite easily, in fact. You’re the one with the bald chip and a lone blackbean – and the one with hatred in her heart towards her date.

I say that’s bogus. I say, order your own damn nachos. That’s nacho cheese.

(You never want to ‘share’ with me)

With love, from Charlotte

Tangerine Mimosas, or Today was not a Sasha Fierce/Beyonce kind of a day.

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Today, I was not feeling fabulous. I had to do a presentation for my psych course, and I had the quavery voice of a pubescent boy. I also didn’t have enough time to finish, so even though I had images of Issey Miyake’s dresses at the Met as an example of creativity in collectivist cultures, I was not able to pay homage to one of my favourite designers in a completely unrelated context. Blergh.

So I made mimosas! Really simple. Cheap champagne, (‘A full-bodied wine with lovely flavours of peach on the palate and a crisp and refreshing finish.’ BULLSHIT, YOU WERE 2/$10) Mango/pineapple juice (in the US there is a brand called Looza that I am particularly sexually attracted to gets my juices flowing, but in Oz I just use the cardboard carton stuff) and tangerine segments (and juice, if you can be bothered). I love tangerines, but I recently found out that some of my friends are freakishly opposed to them, which I didn’t think was even possible.

I chopped the segments up all nicelike, but frankly, you could get away with just chucking them in. Its only good because you make sure you remove the pips. The ratio is all down to taste. Today was an err-on-the-side-of-Champagne kindof a day, but usually its a bit better with more fruit.

All around, a good end to a crazy day. Here’s to looking up your address!

With love, from Charlotte

Let’s be friends.

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I am so flattered that people are reading this blog! I’ll try not to let it get to my head, even though I’ve been running around the house squealing and its 2am. I’m excited. Maybe, someday, if this turns out really well, all of my dreams will come true.

I also realize it is mostly my friends whom I have bullied into giving opinions. Their expressions of my adequacy and pointing out of spelling errors (who knew its turmeric, not tumeric?) are great. And the stats are an ego boost and a half.

I think we should take it to the next level. I already know you’re fabulous – let’s be friends.

I’m on facebook, twitter, and pinterest – hit me up!

With love, from Charlotte.

I’m not pregnant

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This blog sounds a lot like I’m actually pregnant. That is not the point. I am not pregnant, at all. If I were pregnant, I also would not look like Gisele.

I JUST FUCKING LOVE FOOD! I relish (pun alert!) cooking, eating and sitting down to a beautiful meal. I also am not a picky eater, and will genuinely eat anything besides the most disgusting of condiments, mayonnaise.

I am pro-healthy eating, trying not to eat lots of lard and having more dark leaf veggies and fresh produce. I use olive oil instead of butter when I can, and besides cheese am a fairly ‘healthy’ eater. I also am anti-dieting, because your diet is what you put in your gullet, and not anything to do with self-hatred that people want you to think you should feel.

I eat, a lot, and I love to eat.

With love, from Charlotte