Sometimes things like our jobs, personal relationships, and constant inner-monologues get in the way of what really matters: blogging. Dear readers, I apologize and will not soon let you down again. The other night I had dinner, a subtle euphemism for blog fodder, with a good friend, her visiting-New York Latin lover (who loves being [...]
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Channeling My Inner-Punk
Posted in Cilantro Love, Restaurants on 06/20/2008 | Leave a Comment »
I LOVE CILANTRO
Posted in Cilantro Love on 04/01/2008 | Leave a Comment »
Er, uh, April Fools? Ok. Back with a real post tomorrow.(+)* *New thing I’m trying out whereby periods and exclamation points can be nuanced with the addition of (+) or (-) (“+” making it more exclamatory and “-” making it less exclamatory, more period-y) because I really think we need a punctuation between “.” and [...]
Sí, Por Favor
Posted in Cilantro Love, God, Hate Prevails on 03/24/2008 | Leave a Comment »
~ Totally Generic Grocery Store Checkout Girl: This is flat leaf parsley, right? Cilantro-Loving Birthday Friend: Uh (rolls eyes), no; this is cilantro. TGGSCG: Right. ~ This is the scene that had taken place in a local grocery store mere hours before my friend’s annual birthday brunch this Saturday past. We had chilaquiles. We had [...]
I love Netflix! (and cilantro)
Posted in Cilantro Love, Dialectics, Movies, Philosophy on 01/18/2008 | Leave a Comment »
If you’re anything like me (first of all, God bless you — it’s messy up there, huh?) there are few things as amazing as stumbling across a movie, a book, a philosophy, anything that sort of lays it all out there in a way that not only connects seemingly disparate kinds of things and thoughts, [...]

Foreign Types with the Hookah Pipes
Posted in Cilantro Hate Nuance, Cilantro Love, Social Commentary on 04/23/2008 | Leave a Comment »
One of the great things about vocally, perhaps pathologically hating cilantro is people are constantly offering cilantro anecdotes, testimonies, periodical features of interest. Many of these tidbits aren’t SO interesting after all, but some of them are. My dear friend (I was going to call her “best friend” but didn’t want to step on any [...]
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