Tag Archives: food and drink

Confessions of a Coffee Snob: Decaf isn’t that bad

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I’ve been drinking coffee since I was a teenager, and I’ve been a snob about it since I worked as a barista. For many years, I was in complete agreement with my fellow snobs about decaf. “Decaf isn’t even real coffee. Decaf is pointless. Decaf is disgusting. DEATH BEFORE DECAF.”

How not to be a dick to your friend/loved one/relative with eating disorders

Content warning: disordered eating, fatphobia, misogynistic language, description of child abuse Note: this is written based on my own personal experience with relatives, friends, loved ones, and my eating disorders. Other people may have different eating disorders and different experiences, and my post is in now way trying to speak for them. It’s just me venting about stuff that I… Read more »

Living in a Horror Film

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I cannot describe to you the panic I just had. It was heart-attack inducing. I couldn’t breathe. Black spots covered my vision. Ok, maybe I can describe it. I’d gone to make some of my favourite tea — Yogi brand Green Tea Echinacea Plus — because it’s good for getting rid of colds, and I’ve got a tickle in my… Read more »

Probably a good thing we’re not actually living together…yet.

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Boyfriend comes home from work, hungry and exhausted. Me: I ate your Nibs. Him: Fuck! Me: And your chocolate. Him: Fuck! Me: And a box of your Kraft Dinner. Him: …one of the good ones or one of the Tears and Poverty flavor? Me: Sharp Cheddar. Him: FUCK! I haven’t told him about the Chewy Dipps bars or the cans… Read more »

I am a waffle, and school has never ironed me

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It’s not a perfect metaphor. I’m tired, okay. I’ve been known to waffle about my education. I’ve done everything from Underwater Basket Weaving to Introduction to Finality; from Basic Lupine Urology to Pre-Law. (Yes, two of those are Community episode titles. Guess which ones.) When I finally decided on my BA, I thought I’d reached a point where I wouldn’t… Read more »

When did I become old?

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I’m sitting at home eating dinner at a quarter to 11pm (which actually seems a reasonable time to eat dinner during summer; the sun just set) and wanting to go to the bar. Instead I’m eating salad. Salad of mixed baby greens and spinach with some bell peppers, and some of my Four Thieves’ Vinegar drizzled on top. (So, you… Read more »

Tales from the Fat Side: Coldstone’s Cold Shoulder

Today a friend and I decided to go to Tim Horton’s for some Coldstone’s ice cream. I was really happy when Coldstone’s came up here from the States, as it had been a favourite of mine when I lived in Hawaii. The fact that it’s in Tim Horton’s means it’s easier to convince my boyfriend to go and get it,… Read more »

“Toffee”: the adventures of Deadbrain

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In the class I’m taking — First Nations Studies 400: Applied Community Research Institute — we have a coffee hour in the first hour of class for our groups to discuss project outcomes, outputs, and inputs. The class is twice a week, 9am to 3pm, so we have that sort of time. Today I slept in, because my body hates… Read more »

Writer Wednesday: The Writer’s Diet

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First, please note that when I say “diet” I do not mean “calorie counting fascism designed to make you feel terrible about yourself and trigger all your eating disorders”. I mean, quite specifically, all the food that one ingests — one’s diet. Next, I do not speak for all writers here. I am only talking about me — the food… Read more »