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These past weeks have been pretty delicious. Last Thursday I celebrated American Thanksgiving with two friends who are in Melbourne from Brooklyn, NY - we made roasted root vegetables, a pumpkin un-pie (more like a pudding) with spiced coconut cream, and roasted pumpkin seeds with red wine to drink. The Americans made meat and I made pan-fried teriyaki tempeh for myself and Rys.

Saturday was the Australian election. I was riveted. We made mushroom pizza (from scratch on spelt crust, yum) and watched the votes stream in (literally - streaming online broadcast! Thanks, the internet). I was super happy with the results. The Greens will get a few seats in the Senate and Labour's in power. As I was saying to a friend earlier, I really like how the Australian political system works. It just seems so... effective. Unlike the broken Canadian Senate.

Boogers.


This is what Melbourne looks like.

Tonight Rys and I are making vegan caesar salads - so I've got to quickly find a dressing recipe and then run out to get the ingredients. I took a big long bike ride today and got super gross and sweaty so I had to come home to take a cold shower.

Vegan Caesar Salad Dressing, thrown together by moi:

This is what I look like when I am not super gross and sweaty. I am making my "intense" face, but I just look angry.

Question of the entry this time is a hard one.
Would you guys like me more if I stopped posting such chipper life entries and instead posted photos of my boobs and links to my wishlist?

EDIT: Ok, ok! I get the picture. I just spent my evening filling out my profile on a dating site because my own date stood me up - sorta. How do YOU find your dates?