They say you never know your inner strength until you are faced with the ultimate challenge. Sometimes we are fearful of what may come and we tend to focus on what if rather than being in the present. I personally discovered my strength throughout the course of the past few years as it takes time and experience to unearth it. However it resides within us.
The way we think in our 20’s isn’t how we should be thinking in our 30’s and onwards. There should be some type of evolvement, let’s call it growing up. Accepting we are adults and having the need to hold our own. Letting go of the small things can help us to be happier and allow us to focus on the bigger picture. Things do happen in such a way that we become angry and not hence not comprehend why it’s happening, but most likely it is making way for what’s to come.
In the midst of all, if we can remain positive throughout; it will help tremendously. A very important factor is know the person you are taking advice from. Are they seeking your best interest, are they coming from a good place? Are they being bias? Advice should be taken in to consideration but think and make a decision on your own. Next time you feel like falling, or you did, always gather the strength and know and believe that we were made to handle anything. Praying is an amazing factor in finding strength, ask to guide, heal protect and manifest strength within.
5 Lbs of Chataigne or equivalent of Two Medium ones
3 Tbsp of Vegetable Oil
1 ½ Tbsp of Minced Garlic
3 Tbs of Minced Onions
2 Tbsp of Minced Pimento Peppers
3 Tbsp of Chopped Chives
3 ½ Tbs of Chief Brand Curry Powder
1 Tsp of Chief Brand Roasted Grounded Geera ( Cumin )
¾ Tsp of Chief Brand Garam Massala
2 Tsp of Chief Brand Turmeric Powder
2 Cups of Water
2 Tsp Chief Brand Salt
1 Tsp of Chief Brand Black Pepper
4 Tbsp of Chief Brand Green Seasoning
2 Pks of Chief Brand Coconut Milk
2 Cups of Water
When cleaning Chataigne use gloves or you can place a little of Vegetable oil into the palms of your hands and rub to lubricate. This protects your hands from any milky substance from the Chataigne that stains.
Make a cut across the top of the Chataigne and bottom so it stands up right. Then slide the knife down the sides to peel like a watermelon. Cut into 3 inch wedge segments. Carefully remove the seeds from flesh and place in separate bowls. Shred the flesh with your hands into small pieces and then shell the seeds using a knife which you then cut into fours.
In a large iron pot over high heat, add the oil and sauté your aromatics of garlic, onions, pimentos and chives. After one minute add your spices, curry, geera, garam massala and turmeric. Cook and stir for 1 minute to ensure the spices are parched. Add two cups of water to the spices and stir to form a paste. Let cook for a minute then add the flesh and seeds of the Chataigne and the green seasoning. Stir to coat, then cover and let cook for ten minutes. Meanwhile, in a small bowl, mix the powdered coconut milk with the 2 cups of water and add to the pot after the ten minutes. Cover and let simmer over medium heat for an additional 20 minutes or until tender and the liquid boils down to a sauce, stirring occasionally. Add water if more cooking is necessary and season with salt and black pepper to taste.
Begin by preheating the oven to 400F. Grease 4 compartments of a muffin tin with olive oil. Wrap a piece of bacon snugly into the muffin tin. Cut off the excess bacon. Use the extra bit of bacon for the bottom of the cup. You basically want a neat cup of bacon with no gaps. Continue to line the other five muffin cups. Place the muffin tin in the preheated oven and precook the bacon for 5 -7 minutes.
When the bacon is just beginning to crisp up, remove from the oven. I recommended that you separate the egg whites from the egg yolks, and then carefully put an egg yolk in each of the bacon cups and then tops with the egg white. It’s likely that you won’t need all the egg white, so that’s why it’s better to separate the eggs first.
Once the eggs are in the bacon, place the muffin tin back in the oven and cook for about 15 minutes. It may take less, but you want to make sure the egg whites are firm before removing from the oven. Season with salt, cumin and paprika and serve.
Love the vibe on this track. Makes me want to dance non stop. Kes is the type of singer who will experiment with different genres and gives all. Writer/producer Chris Hierro is equally as talented and passion about his craft.
I was scrolling through Page Six this morning and saw a headline about JLO. I immediately clicked and started to read then ultimately stumbled across her music video. It begins with her acting out a scene which caught my attention right away.
The scene then transcends to a news reporter depicted by Jennifer, speaking to women directly and looking into the camera, telling women to stand up for themselves. It sends a strong message about relationships. She sings “We used to be crazy in love, Can we go back to how it was? When did you get too comfortable?” This is true for a lot of couples who tend to get comfortable when they start living like roommates. The romance goes out the door. She is also singing and acting out various domestic roles such as cooking and cleaning all day. I wonder where she got her inspiration for this song from because I doubt she is cooking and cleaning all day..lol
It is great when singers bring the truth to light, sometimes people need a reminder of how not to be and hopefully they make improvements.
2 cups cooked couscous, prepared according to package instructions and cooled
1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro leaves
1 egg yolk
1 1/2 teaspoons ground coriander
1 lemon, zested
3/4 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 tablespoons all-purpose flour
1/4 cup olive oil
1/3 cup mild mango chutney
In a medium bowl, mix together the couscous, cilantro, egg, egg yolk, coriander, lemon zest, salt and pepper. Sprinkle the flour over the mixture. Mix until combined.
In a large nonstick skillet, heat the oil over medium heat. Form 1/4 cupfuls of the mixture into 8 patties. Add 4 of the patties to the pan and cook for 3 to 4 minutes each side until golden. Drain on paper towels. Repeat with the remaining couscous mixture.
It was a chilly Wednesday morning as I googled open mic events in my area and found a few. After calling some places, I landed on one that seemed plausible. I noticed the twitter account for the promoter and I tweeted him. We exchanged quite a few interactions and I made up my mind to attend his event which was being held that same evening. Around 6pm I took a cab to the train station, it was about a 40 mins ride, after which I had my phone displaying a map to help me navigate to the venue. I walked into the basement of the hotel and noticed right away the gentleman with whom I was tweeting with name Michael P Geffner. We shook hands, I paid him the admission fee of $10 and I was carded for position 12.
I looked around the room, it was filled with different nationalities and a variety of performers. I was so eager to find out what an open mic was all about. I found a seat in the third row, and decided upon a center seat. The room was dark and they had different monograms playing in the background. The event was scheduled to start around 7pm but started at 7:20pm. The emcee came on and notified us that there will be 4 special guests performances by poets first then the open mic will begin.
The first person came on and recited about 5 poems which were all memorized. The others did a combination of singing and even drama pieces. Alas! The open mic started. This time it was different than being in the classroom. I was in an environment where I knew my name was going to be called to speak. Everyone in the room was there for a purpose; the love of poetry, for their music to be heard to let out to the world what they had been working on. At one point I wanted to walk out the door. I felt nervous as I thought; how could this girl who emceed SO MANY live stage shows feel this way.
I knew why it was new to me, never in my life had I attended an open mic. But I needed to stay and be strong. I listened to good comedians as well as bad ones also. I recall this one gentlemen’s poem sounded like it was written by a 10 year old, but for the most part everyone was good. I reflected to one of the stories we read for class entitled “Elevators”. This one performer by the name of big Mike had a powerful performance about pantyhose. He was so good, he was dramatic and had the audience laughing because of his love for pantyhose. As my turn approached I turn to the girl next to me and asked if she would be kind enough to record my performance and she did. Though I went alone just like, everyone cheered on for me as the atmosphere possessed a common camaraderie which we lived off. I introduced myself to the audience and they all cheered me on. I went ahead and red my short story entitled “Red Shoes”. When I was done, everyone clapped and commented that I was great. Personally I think they were being kind. It was different for me actually being present there, as it was out of my comfort zone and conversely surrounded by other students and strangers with guitars, costumes and tattoos.
I learned that our professors will push us and make us do things out of our comfort zones. It was the first time in my life attending and I will surely do it again.