July 2012
92 posts
The poem I’m reading every day this month: “The Imaginary Iceberg” by Elizabeth Bishop:
We’d rather have the iceberg than the ship,
although it meant the end of travel.
Although it stood stock-still like cloudy rock
and all the sea were moving marble.
We’d rather have the iceberg than…
Last January 12, 2012, I was invited the launching of Cebu’s first online fashion magazine, BLANC Magazine Online. It was held at Yo.U Restobar in Cebu City. The night comprised of a fashion show, the presentation of the BLANC Staff, the…
One of the most versatile desserts is an Italian pannacotta, with a soft creamy texture, it is easy to pair with stewed fruit, a coulis, chocolate or just simply wild berries. Here I’ve decided to compliment it with some poached forced rhubarb, a sharp flavour but matches the vanilla extremely well.
I’ve turned the rhubarb juice into a jelly with the extra gelatine leaves, however mix it with some rosewater, lemonade and you have an extremely refreshing and spring-time drink.
From the Harvard Business Review. A tad corny, but also
A super-affordable (and quite charming) alternative to a large, single centerpiece is a cluster of small containers in the center of your table. For this project, we use plain glass juice glasses, but mini vases and even votive holders can have the same effect. Simply cover the container with…
On Thursday evening Lauren Felton, a 22 year old queer activist and Rutgers student, committed suicide. I was privileged to know Lauren. She was the star of an LGBT studies class I taught at Rutgers. She was incredibly smart, sophisticated and committed to anti-racist and trans-positive queer…
For this hop I ventured north east to a part of my county I
rarely visit, not for any good reason other than I couldn’t really
be arsed. However today I was arsed and so had my fingers x
for what I might find in the charming towns of Wellingborough and Rushden.
The mosaic on the high…
Angela Sinclair
Gallo Blanco is known primarily for their street tacos, not their sandwiches, but boy do they make a mean torta. Located inside the Clarendon Hotel, it’s an odd place to find a mostly-locals hangout, but you can attribute the draw to the great food. House-made aquas…
I am trying to convice my hand
to write a poem about
all the wonderful things
that remind me of the
L, the O, the V, the E
but you see
the trouble with me
is that love requires two
maybe more, but no less
and while I can love myself
there is no “self love day”
although to some…
















