five good things

[cosmolinguist]

1. Tea with soy milk. I started buying soy milk because I live close enough to friends who drink it. And Andrew only has muesli for breakfast and drinks milk or coffee with lots of milk in it, so it's nice to be able to have tea or Shreddies without worrying about whether he'll have enough milk for his mandatory coffees. But I found that I am actually starting to prefer soy milk in my tea. A friend determined to go vegan after seeing a documentary about how livestock are treated said soy milk makes tea taste like digestive biscuits have been dunked in it, and while I wouldn't go that far (possibly just because I don't like digestives), I can see her point.

2. Strange Days Indeed by Francis Wheen, the book I just finished, which taught me that however weird and scary and depressing and grim life in Britain or America seems, it's still got a long way to go before it's as bad as the seventies. I didn't know much about either America or Britain, and I really enjoyed it. Casting about for what to read next; as usual I'm thinking but I want more of that!

3. Hanging clothes in the early morning sunshine, having just turned on the radio to "Lust for Life," dancing around and soaking up the vitamin D. I got so much done this morning -- the kitchen is clean and there's nothing on our bedroom floor that doesn't belong there! (And then the sun went away and I spent the afternoon lying on the couch watching Mythbusters. I really do not function well without sunlight; I'm the opposite of a vampire.)

4. Lunch in the park with ejbigred, with salad and falafel from the place diffrentcolours and I used to go to, and sometimes offer the giant falafel to the pigeons, the more ambitious of whom would try to carry away a piece of food bigger than their heads, or else just fight over it. Falafel Death Pigeon, we called it.

5. Walking back from Currybeer with diffrentcolours. Neither of us had been in a few months, and we hadn't walked there as we usually do, for good and adequate reasons. But we walked back as we usually do, tired and happily full of tasty curry (the Karahi saag paneer at Lal Qila is gorgeous) and beer (diffrentcolours suggests the Otter Bitter just so he can say "Otter Bitter" in his minion voice) and talking about whatever's on our minds. Only when we missed it for a while did I realize what a nice little ritual Currybeer, and the walks to and from, are.

Comments

[barrelofrain.livejournal.com]

At one point, I was nearly vegan (not the case anymore), but I really just... couldn't get with soy milk in my tea. In my coffee, yes, I even like it better than milk a lot of times. But... not in my tea!

[cosmolinguist]

Whereas I wouldnt like it in coffee. :) But then I prefer my coffee black anyway.