Honey

As an adult-like person (proto-adult?) I think I have reached the stage in my life where I develop little hobbies and interests that require research. It would seem that I have chosen honey. Here's a short personal history of honey in my own life.

In childhood whenever I fell ill, my mother would always make me mugs upon mugs of honey tea. Honey tea is easy to make. You heat up water, then pour in lots of honey, stir & sip. Delicious. Also for Rosh Hashana (oh yeah, I'm Jewish by the way) we always eat apples and honey in anticipation of a sweet year.


However, my educational introduction to honey came from a very smart & sexy lady who had worked on a bee farm. She told me all kinds of fun facts about bees. For instance! Did you know that in a bee hive, the worker bees will decide to kill the queen by use of the infamous "cuddle death?" Way cool, right? Anyway, you should go read about bees sometime.

So anyway, now I buy lots of weird kinds of honey.

Hungarian wildflower honey--is has sort of crystallized because of the cold

Lithuanian buckwheat honey

Turkish pine honey

 Okay now this pine honey is pretty freaking amazing. In fact, I took video of how dark, thick and incredible it is.

So USUALLY, the honey you buy at the supermarket is only clover honey. But! Honey can be made from many different kinds of flowers. Next time you're in some kind of alternative/ethnic market (or just a really good big box store--I hate to say this but probably Whole Foods would have a good selection) you should seek out some new variety of honey to try because it's awesome.

A Man After My Own Heart

My friend Liz was reading an older post I had about spiders/roaches/etc and she alerted me to the existence of a hilarious youtube video created by Mr. Chi City who appears to have an entire collection of great homemade vids. This is EXACTLY how I felt about killing the spider. He is hysterical:

I also highly recommend his other video that is about DRINKS!!!! Though not necessarily drinks with dinner. I died laughing when he talks about the snapple. I am guilty as charged.

Dear Mr. Chi City,

You and I have much to discuss.

Sincerely,
Mackenzie

Face It

Face masks are a popular item here at Chez Wilson. Having just recently been discharged from a soap/cosmetic/beauty store, I am now a fanatic believer in the benefits of slathering gunk all over my face. Especially if that gunk is 100% vegan and non-animal tested. Smearing layers of plant byproduct on my face is great for two reasons. First, it just feels good. It's like being a kid all over again getting to play with "icky" things. Two, I think it makes my skin nicer?

So my dear friend Dave was visiting me for a week and I had just gotten a NEW face mask variety. Being a boy, Dave has been denied many of the pleasures of excessive self-love in the cosmetic department. I categorically insisted that he do a face mask with me and I think even he will attest that it was A) fun and B) it felt good. Observe:

Is the joy not palpable? I have recently fully embraced my female-ness which, many of your smart cookies may know, is a challenging process since female-hood is so often confused and "rewarded" with the unsatisfying gifts of "girliness." In any event, face masks are fun because they kind of make you look like a zombie. 

Vegetables Of Note

Like others in this world, I have an acute fascination with plant matter that has grown into humorous shapes. I recently discovered the cutest potato in the world. He is the cutest potato in the world because he is in love.

When I see shaped-funny produce, I experience a type of euphoria that is probably genetically linked to mankind’s fondness for miniature animals. I point. I jump up and down a little. I say things like, "Ohhhhh! Potaaaaaaaaaay-to!"

I was reflecting back on this potato today (I have already eaten him— skins and all) and realized that it would probably be beneficial to the world to start a general tally/photo gallery of curious vegetables. I am calling the project “Vegetables of Note.” Naturally, then, I searched my hardrive for other photos of vegetation that I have found interesting over the years. My "Tim Burton-esque" onion caught my attention:

Is it just me or are they hypnotically purple? Perhaps this isn't Tim Burton-y at all but convex-concave explorations of weeping edibles makes me think of him. Also, one time I bought hot peppers and I thought they were cute because they were good at hugging.

And of course, an exploration of odd vegetables wouldn't be complete without this picture of a fun trip to the thrift store:

And there you have it. Vegetables of Note.