I have yet to find myself.

Why is it that people are willing to spend $20 on a bowl of pasta with sauce that they might actually be able to replicate pretty faithfully at home, yet they balk at the notion of a white-table cloth Thai restaurant, or a tacos that cost more than $3 each? Even in a city as “cosmopolitan” as New York, restaurant openings like Tamarind Tribeca (Indian) and Lotus of Siam (Thai) always seem to elicit this knee-jerk reaction from some diners who have decided that certain countries produce food that belongs in the “cheap eats” category—and it’s not allowed out. (Side note: How often do magazine lists of “cheap eats” double as rundowns of outer-borough ethnic foods?)

Yelp, Chowhound, and other restaurant sites are littered with comments like, “$5 for dumplings?? I’ll go to Flushing, thanks!” or “When I was backpacking in India this dish cost like five cents, only an idiot would pay that much!” Yet you never see complaints about the prices at Western restaurants framed in these terms, because it’s ingrained in people’s heads that these foods are somehow “worth” more. If we’re talking foie gras or chateaubriand, fair enough. But be real: You know damn well that rigatoni sorrentino is no more expensive to produce than a plate of duck laab, so to decry a pricey version as a ripoff is disingenuous. This question of perceived value is becoming increasingly troublesome as more non-native (read: white) chefs take on “ethnic” cuisines, and suddenly it’s okay to charge $14 for shu mai because hey, the chef is ELEVATING the cuisine.



どら焼き dorayaki (by yoshing_BT)



look at his little hands!

I love how stitch has a habit of grasping at things when hes anxious.  One of my favorite parts of the movie is when hes standing in the wreckage of Lilos home, with nothing left to destroy and Jumba comments that he never gave stitch a greater purpose than to destroy.  “What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to visit” and Stitch is looking around and clenching and un-clenching his hands. 

Its a very nice little habit that they gave him, especially since hes so smart but doesn’t talk much.  It gives him a sort of human anchor, something that ties him to us and gives us something to recognize and read. 

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I’m not the same everyday. There are times where I’m loud and chatty, and there are times when I’m really quiet. I don’t think I can define myself.



i am ashamed

I actually understand this entirely.

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College is viewed as a necessity, yet priced as a luxury.

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