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In Which I Don’t Believe In Zombie Jesus But I Do Believe In Brunch.

Growing up, I always believed in fairies and elves more than I believed in the story of Jesus.  Though I did attend church on occasion, and the belief in God and His son is the primary foundation of spirituality in my family, I was never forced into it.  For that I am forever grateful.  I was free to choose my own form of religion and to this day, I have my own brand of spirituality mashed together from different sources and it works well for me.  One thing I never bought though was the whole son of God thing.  I really hope I’m not offending any of my readers but, since Easter is all about Jesus coming to life and I’m doing an Easter post, I thought I should be honest.  Anyhoo, I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t believe that some guy named Jesus walked around and did a bunch of crazy things, was killed, then came back to life for no reason that I could understand with my child’s mind.  Because of that, the only reason I ever celebrated Easter was to get free chocolate. After I was too old to get an Easter basket I didn’t celebrate it at all unless my family put something together.  This year I celebrated Easter but only as an excuse to make brunch.

Brunch is something I can get behind.  I truly believe in the power of brunch.  It brings friends together, it is filled with delicious breakfast food, you can drink mimosas, and shove breakfast-y baked goods in your mouth until you’re so full you can’t move.  And afterwards, after filling yourself food and enjoying fine conversation with your pals, you get the rest of the day to slug about, read a book, go for a walk, whatever you want. Except work, because the power of brunch automatically gives you a free pass from work for the day.

Behold! Brunch!

Behold! Brunch!

In honour of brunch, here is my recipe for vegan blueberry pancakes. Enjoy!

1 cup flour

1 tablespoon sugar

2 teaspoons baking powder

1/8 teaspoon salt

1 cup soy milk

2 tablespoons vegetable oil

Sh*tload of blueberries

1 cup orange juice

Champagne.

1. Mix orange juice and champagne. Sip to check taste and set aside.

2. Combine the flour, sugar, baking powder,  and salt in a bowl.

3. Drink more mimosa.

4. Add soy milk, vegetable oil, and blueberries. Stir until mixed.

5. Heat a pan with some vegan butter over medium heat.

6. Try not to get distracted by what your friends are doing in the other room.

7. Spoon mix into the centre of the pan, flipping when you see bubbles appear. Best way to do this is to have the flipper in one hand and the mimosa in the other. Keeps you balanced.

8. Slather with maple syrup and stuff your face.

Happy Easter to those who celebrate! Sorry for any blasphemy!  In closing, here is a picture of Machiavelli who thoughtfully acted as supervisor to the event.

Machiavelli oversees brunch with a regal air.

Machiavelli oversees brunch with a regal air.

PS. My friend Georgia was also in attendance and she did I nice little post about it here.

In Which I Am Nominated for The Liebster Award.

The lovely blog Howling Mad Cat has nominated me for The Liebster Award, hurrah!

The Rules of the Award

1. Post eleven facts about yourself.

2. Answer the questions the tagger has set for you and create eleven questions for people you’ve nominated.

3. Choose eleven people (with fewer than 200 followers) to give this award to and link them in your post.

4. Go to their page and tell them.

5. Remember, no tag backs.

11 Facts about Me

1. Sometimes I say really random things, because I have no filter.  Apparently.

2. I have a serious book addiction.

3. I love cats and I own one but I’m allergic to them.

4. I dream in technicolour.

5.  I eat a lot of pizza.  I’m practically a pizzatarian.

6.  I adopted a bunny that someone dumped on my campus.  His name was Behemouth.

7. I love going to thrift stores to hunt for random cool junk.  A couple of my greatest recent finds have been a lamp in the shape of an elephant, and a folio society edition of Sense and Sensibility.

8. I love children’s books. Mainly for the illustrations.

9. I have had a rather soap operatic love life.

10. Homemade mac and cheese is my favourite food of all time.

11. I really want to live in a fancy treehouse.

Questions from Howling Mad Cat

1. Do you have any pets? My cat, Machiavlli.

2. What’s your favorite pasttime? Reading and pursuing creative endeavors.

3. If you had your choice, where would you live? Somewhere warm. In a treehouse. With a harem of sexy manslaves.

4. What’s your favorite snack or dessert? Homemade cookies.

5. If you could play any musical instrument, which one would you choose to play? Theremin in the shape of a badger.

6. What’s your favorite animal? Cat, badgers, and bunnies are tied.

7.  Do you prefer walking, running, or swimming? Flying.

8. If there was one thing you could do if money were no object, what would it be? Travel the world in a hot air balloon.

9. Do you prefer serif or sans serif fonts? comic sans.

10. Butter or no butter on toast? Butter.

11. Have you ever cried while watching a film? All the time.

Questions for my Nominated Blogs

1. Zombies or Vampires?

2. What is your least favourite vegetable?

3. If you could have any superpower, what would it be?

4. If you could have any mythical creature as a pet, what would it be?

5. What is the weirdest dream you have ever had?

6. Do you have an imaginary friend?

7. Who is your favourite philosopher?

8. What is your favourite thing to collect?

9. What is your favourite book and why?

10. What was your favourite film as a child?

11. What would you do in the event of an apocalypse?

Nominated Blogs

Pastrami Nation

The Primitive Entertainment Workshop

She Reads Too Much

Passages of Summer Lightning

Filmosophy

Kubrick on the Guillotine

Seeker of Truth

Through Nurse Eyes

Aspiring Layabout

Cranky Old Man Rants

Beyond the Pale

 

In Which My Cat is Helpful.

My cat Machiavelli is many things: totalitarian fluff-ball, secret ninja assassin, champion treat (and leg) chomper, and expert napper. But most of all, he is known for his great proficiency in the grammatical arts. Knowing the giant stack of papers I had to grade would be filled with cringe-worthy grammar mistakes, he helpfully offered his services.

“You all fail.”