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Pizza Passions!

19 Nov

I am in disbelief that I have never shared a post about my lifetime obsession with the savory pie and all time obsession- pizza!  This has been a hot pie summer for me where I have made and consumed many rounds.   I was then reminded when my dumplin asked, “why do you watch that show so much?”  He was referring to another of my favorite foodie syndicated cancelled shows (#mikeandmolly), King of Queens, that I stream often when I need a laugh break or background humor while I’m working.  Once I rattled of the reasons I had my aha moment: “because it takes place in New York, they eat pizza, they talk about pizza, they show plenty pizza, and they’re all hilarious!”

This show still is a family favorite (when mom was still with us) and now my own little family loves along with me.  Kevin James as the man child husband to Leah Remini, his brash bossy wife, are hilarious alone.  Add to their routines her outlandishly annoying father, who lives in their basement, and their hilarious side characters of friends and neighbors and I’m sent into a fit of giggles at the nonsense they get into!

Set to backdrops and scenarios in NYC, I am transported and reminded of my two separate trips to New York with sorority sisters and my cousins.  Honestly both times I was overwhelmed by the food oasis NYC is, I now realize I only ate pizza once each time, and both in the walk in by-the-slice neighborhood locations unique to the busy big apple streets.  Before those two trips I encountered a struggle to find my go to pizza place in Texas.  Pizza Hut, once a family go-to, had changed in taste, Dominoes felt like a mushy grease fest in my mouth, and the random local joints just didn’t hit the flavor sweet spot to me. 

Then my AmeriCorps group decided to go do some project planning at the pizza place up the street from the university, Nizza Pizza, which I had avoided solely due to the ever changing temporary business location they had taken up residence in.  I just didn’t have trust in that location across from my brothers high school alma mater.  When it was an ice cream chain (with workers coughing on our chocolate dipped cones) and the random businesses and restaurants that had briefly taken up residence I had little peace of mind in regards to cleanliness.  Little did I know I was missing out on an Italian style pizzaria right in the heart of Arlington!

My tastebuds had been revived and my holy grail pizza pie style was solidified.  I’m a thin crust, pep and sausage, sweetly robust sauce, savory spices, and sizzling cheese kinda gal!  They delivered in NYC size and flavor with slices you can fold, fresh salads and dressings, delish pasta servings, and New York cheesecake or cannoli for a full feast.  Requisite red and white checker pattern tablecloths, and vitrine filled with dessert choices to entice anyone with or without an appetite.  Nizza Pizza soon became a favorite to order for sorority gatherings and campus events I welcomed with joy.

I miss NP and, now living in Missouri, fill my thin crust void with homemade pizzas or Jack’s pizza, a top notch frozen pizza (since Red Baron, a former favorite, seems to have shrunk in size but not cost and the crust seems to be a smidge thicker and cuts the roof of my mouth) a few of which are shown in the video above.  Am I complaining?  Sorry if it seems so, I just have picky tastes when it comes to Za (shout out Spence played by Patton Oswalt).  Of course when budget doesn’t allow we have to settle for a store brand frozen pizza at Aldi or Walmart, but there’s not too many pizzas I’d turn down now. Sometimes, if we want to be decadent, we add sliced black olives, more meat and cheese, extra fennel seed, garlic and Italian seasoning.

I don’t prefer BBQ, white sauce, Hawaiian…no doubt if that’s all there is at the party I will nibble. I’ve even made keto fat head pizza twice, which is really good when you get the dough right.  When you don’t…just eat the toppings!  Pizza is my cheat meal, luxury treat, and comfort food all in one and has been a delicious companion thought my life: first move in meal at new houses on the floor surrounded by family, sleepover birthday party make your owns, girl scouts and school trips to cook in the restaurant kitchens, house parties, dorm room gatherings, movie nights, etc.  Whatever the occasion, I welcome the memories and, if on the menu, all the pizza! 👁️💓🍕

 

Easy Oatmeal ChocoCoNut Cookies

20 Nov

A friend of Handy Mike’s always saves me the leftover cookies from work functions.  My last treat was from a local company, Hot Box Cookies, started by Mizzou graduates. Their cookies are thick baked, soft and chewy-my favorite the chocolate chip cookies! This recent treat was from a meeting at the Hampton Inn, a trio of oatmeal chocolate chip coconut macadamia nut cookies.  A mouthful to say and to eat but truly a delicious combination.  My craving had new embers and I realized I had all those ingredients in my pantry (except macadamias) and set out the following week to make some.

Preheat the oven to 375°F.  I mixed 3/4 C self rising flour with 1/2 tsp. baking soda in one bowl.  In another I cream 1/4 C brown sugar, 3/4 C caster sugar, and 1/2 C (1 stick) of softened butter together.  To this I mix in 1egg, then 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract & 1/2 tsp. cinnamon.

Now it’s time to stir in 1 1/2 C oats and a cup or ones preference of add ins-today its shredded coconut, chocolate chips, and crushed walnuts! Place and press spooned scoops of dough on a greased baking sheet and bake: 10 minutes for soft cookies, 11 minutes soft and chewy, 12 minutes crispy cookies!

Oatmeal ChoCocoNut cookies

The boys like soft baked and I prefer crispy and chewy.  We went through the first batch in three days so I had to make more (and will need to make another replacement batch for the sitcom treat video as well)!  Of course we did-this cookie is a sweet, filling, satisfying biscuit with a cinnamony aroma! Totally addictive<3 Full recipe video on YouTube Gypsy Bouche!

second cookie batch

Second batch disappearing…

Heart Concerns<3 and Farmer's Crab Dip!

8 Oct

The heart can be the strongest and weakest muscle physically and emotionally, and this week one has been as unpredictable as love itself.  Since Handy Mike is already on medication for heart issues, when his levels and numbers are “normal” often he doesn’t feel okay due to living with the elevated condition for a long time!  However this also means we have to be on special guard that we don’t mistake the medicine working for an actual issue: one side effect being that his pressure readings were up and down while his heart rate remained very low for a couple of days straight and he felt faint (like when his readings come back with good numbers but he feels a shift in his energy and light headed)!  After a relatively quick visit to what seems to be a great hospital* where staff practices good bed side manner, listening, and communication we checked out with a good bill of health and our questioned answered. The medicine is simply doing its job and we could potentially split the pill that is responsible for this good effect in half while keeping track that his other rhythm responses aren’t as drastic and worrying. Phew!!!

He already hadn’t wanted to cook a proper meal for dinner and we had planned for him to try a new appetizer for his evening nosh that morning:-P Since we got back home before nine p.m I was still able to make his Saturday treat, Dressed Up Crab Rangoon Dip, a third place winning treat from The Farmer’s Almanac (2106) by Debbie Reid from Clearwater, Florida.  HM loves Crab Rangoons from take out and the dine in Chinese buffet so I was happy to find something easy I could replicate in our toaster oven!

Chop crabmeat (imitation liked here) and roasted red peppers then mix softened cream cheese, sprinkle chives, garlic powder and salt & pepper, Swiss & Parmesan cheeses, Worcestershire, and a splash of milk in a bowl.  Scoop into an oven proof (sprayed/nonstick) baker and pop in for 20-25 minutes at 375 degrees.  She placed slivered almonds and more chives on top then baked again for 5 minutes, but I had already eaten the almonds and he doesn’t go wild for nuts anyway!  Mike enjoyed half with vegetable crackers for a light (heavy? lol) dinner and said if he wasn’t lactose intolerant he’d eat the whole thing.  I’ve added pictures of the leftovers; we had to get eating no time for photo shoots heeheeϖ♥

 

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*Boone Hospital; I think my dad also used to travel here and do tech work and praised the hospital too!?

 

Longwinded & long distance support of Texas after Hurricane Harvey.

4 Sep

 

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Texas Heart Courtesy: angelamcphersonblog.com

 

My family lived in Texas for over fifteen years, while my brother and a few cousins remain in a few of its cities.  Many of my sorority sisters are from and have families still in Houston while old classmates and neighbors have roots in Louisiana.  Countless family members have visited us there over the past years, and I still identify the state as a second home town.  They say once you live in Texas your a Texan but I can never forsake my Midwest roots!  However, the Lone Star state, south, and more countries are suffering form hurricanes or flood damages.  I don’t doubt many kin  and more may have to eventually evacuate among the others.
These disasters have put a charitable vision into our minds that has always been in our hearts.  Currently a small endeavor has been started, Hospitality Bags for the homeless, where we carry a few lunch sacks in our vehicles with non-perishable food, drink, and snacks to hand out if we see an individual or family in need as we do many times at traffic lights or shopping center intersections.  Eventually with donations we can add more to the bags like wipes, toiletries, small undergarments, etc.  My cousins and I, collectively as G’Mas Kitchen, are still hoping to set out to fill a small local void left by any emergency food programs that had funding or the entire programming cut.  Now, we are also dreaming of expanding to collecting clothing and goods for donation: later, as well as providing lunches every other Saturday for children at the church and once we solidify schedules having donated items, food, and provide information for any services needed by individuals or families in need.  For any neglected elderly, homeless, victims of tragedy or the floods/ hurricanes we want to be able to send items and care packages and, if you happen by our Midwest way, to have a center where we have experienced and practicing social workers, child care professionals, and home health care workers in the family available for advice and support.
Hopefully, after the enough planning, crowd funding, and getting all affairs in order our dream is to get The Lord’s Kitchen back up and running at Progressive Baptist in addition to or as our own charitable entity, G’Mas Kitchen In memory of our beloved grandma Dorothy!  We would love to be able to do and provide more in time and efforts.  In the meantime, if you would like to donate or help, please contact at emaliewalker@yahoo.com or make a donation to the PayPal account established for the Hospitality Bags for the homeless at: paypal.me/HospitalityHostess.
Thank you, prayers, & more information to come ❤

Horrifically hilarious procrastination.

27 Aug

*Published yesterday on my author blog, Moxie Hemp Papyrus. #postaweek

There are a great number of things that occupy my interest and time away from writing.  At the moment it is a binge of multi-medias (horror movies, Netflix, YouTube, and televison shows), auditions, blogs and web projects for the Gypsy Bouche channel AND Mikes’ contracting business, or taste testing recipes.   Recently my cousin and I made another candle order for summer 2017.

This birthday bundle was well received and the ladies didn’t even want to burn them! Let me state, ‘yes, you can burn the candles, if you choose otherwise they’re still good tchotchkes , and keep most of the integrity of the design.  The primary heat is concentrated toward the middle:)’.  Those that do (usually the wax crystals), can be replace for half the cost of the original purchase!


The candles are long burning: Mike left one burning in the store after closing and it was there burning two days later!  NOT that I am advocating leaving burning candles from any source unnatended ever!  However, this accidental brain fart provided a wealth of information about the products attributes heehee.
Now that we’re back, and before we head back out to the Lou again, we’ve had some hang time and what did we stumble upon?  The return of Raven Baxter on Raven’s Home!!!  When he’s not cutting up, me and the little one watch and while we both laugh I often catch him watchin me crack up more than him!  Raven TICKLES me with those faces and reactions, I am reliving That’s So Raven moments as she and Chelsea try their hand at adulting.  I like getting to see the friends grown up and the way they are doing it, but I hate they sent Devon away and hope that’s not the final storyline on him!  P.S. Spoiler Alert* I believe and am churning with curiosity now, that locked in the vault, Chelsea confessed to sleeping with/kissing Devon “on international waters, so it doesn’t count!?”
As far as my adult viewing habits, I am also enjoying season two of Insecure it’s Hella Germane in regard to the plight of single black professionals and drifters!  I just have to say here, because there are plenty great breakdown/reaction videos (especially by @Jouelzy) about episodes, Issa should never have clarified to Daniel that they were just f*k buddies after he comes to her rescue after her car accident!!!  That’s a rule breaker when you’re supposed to be mastering the hoe-tation LHH!  Marlon is also a winner in this household!  His antics are well timed and I love the dynamic of the show and adore Essence Atkins in everything 😀  Shout out Half & Half!!
What I’m waiting on now are the sets filming like Blackish, Grownish(!), American Housewife, The Middle ( sadly their ninth and last season), Broad City, Stranger Things, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia (even though the wait is until 2018 but that’s only five months away!ugh!), American Horror Story Cult.  I did fall off on Roanoke but it’s cool, they still captivate me with their theatrics, costuming, character arcs, and lineage connecting the stories.  If you can believe it POPPED CULTURE has compiled a complete timeline of overlapping seasons if you need to see the relevance: which I did and loved:) Also, Disjointed on @Netflix has Kathy Bates here too and the show and dispensary is a hoot!  They also deal with a soldiers post traumatic depression in a brilliant visual of short cartoons and silent comics.
Alrighty, back to break time and most importantly Dinner Time!  For the nostalgia geeks, we’re having Big Chef burgers and homemade fries:P
Chat laterz #postaweek

It’s a shame Sabrina Claudio is racist…

17 Aug

Not since the ethereal tracks from Sade, Laura Nyro, Esthero, Amel Larriuex, Goapele or SabrinaAaliyah have I heard such a hauntingly beautiful songstress!  Sabrina Claudio, likewise accompanied by the production talents of another amazing backing band (i.e. Sweetback!), has created a ménage à trois of melody, instrumentals, and lyrics that seduce the listener.  Not to detract from her talent by comparing her to the other vocal angels listed, but the feeling of hearing someone capture the essence of what I loved in my throwback music in the present!?  Another thing I’m a nerd for (book covers, newspaper comics, untimely notes that resonate…) I find myself haunted and constantly replaying to permeate the white noise!  I get chills each time I listen, transported back to my childhood.  In the S.I.U.Edwardsville family dorm apartments we stayed in, my friends’ dad played and practiced his saxophone in the room above mine at night.  From then on I associated smooth jazz and the ethereal music that flows into the atmosphere with late nights, starry skies, and the city drives back home after hanging out with the fam in East Saint Louis.

 

Sabrina gives subtle blues skatting, rapid slam poetry delivery, and paced sensual vocals the business as she and her band play a well timed tennis match of allowing Sabrinas’ voice to resonate and knowing when to accentuate her vocal matrix.  I am not just listening to nice music, I am affected to my nerves and get chills (often tears) at the sensation brought on by these musical pieces.  If you believe in witchcraft, as I do, you will fear at first you are being hypnotized by a beautiful enchantress, and you are.  If it is intentional magic I can’t say for certain.  With the different cover and mash-up videos on You Tube and songs on her Soundcloud account her styling is genuinely unaffected, as if she’s speaking her incantation directly to you set to music.  On “I Belong To You” the tone of vocals matching the whispers of maraca shaking like a snake enticing Eve.  She flirts with herself to the throbbing nineties vibe beat with moans of ‘you’ reverberating, glazing the song with a little Madonna “Survival” (Bedtimes Stories 1994) which I used to bump in my magenta Neon!

 

“Confidently Lost”, the title of the album and track, is a jazzy day with a self-assured crooner, not alone or confused whether things are in place or falling apart.  The sickening drop beat of “Unravel Me” which is the opposite of what is commanded by the track name.  You won’t be the cause of Sabrina’s’ guard dropping or understand when it has!  The vocals build and pull the listener towards the heart of a vixen warning you to keep your distance.  The syncopated drawl of “Tell Me” and the moans it elicits from the vocalist, beckon the body to grind, like internally willing your crush to make that move and pull you to the dance floor or bed!  The group provides a tic-toc beat and electrifying echo on “Orion’s Belt” about the meeting of freckles and lovers lips channeling Nadia Ali and her many club ready anthems.
The visuals slay too, simple and completing the hypnosis: mirrored rooms and a classic silver shimmer jumper and mirrored platforms, a simple white mans shirt like Sade in “Never As Good As the First Time”.  Sabrina transitions between flowing slip dresses and gypsy chic rooms with gauzy bed linens with exposed wood and lots of nature and plants to…claw foot tubs wearing nothing but sand, flower buds, leaves, and butterflies!  The best part, Sabrina’s eyes as they stare you down through the camera, giving you a heart-gasm!  If there are any complaints it’s that each song is too short, not by technical production standards but personal needs, leaving me wanting of at least one more verse and hook before the song disappears from my ears.  Akin to SZA and her earthy rasp, often island lilt delivery of verse like on “Too Much Too Late”, the ears are left void as the last notes of songs played dissipate into the ether.  The silence is strange and loud after one of their songs is finished, so hit replay.  I let myself fall under the spell.  Then shit hit the fan-ugh!!!

 

After all is said and done and talent set aside, as a black woman, I cannot allow myself to support someone who doesn’t value me or those like me or any woman that isn’t fair skinned with flowy hair.  I don’t forgive anyone, in the generation during or after the one I grew up in, to claim “being young” as a rationale for their bigotry.  True, I grew up in Texas which has its own prejudice issues, but for the most part my school experience there from elementary to college, was filled with friendships and friend groups comprised of many different races without the fog of bias.  Even when I went away to college in Illinois at a predominantly but not completely black college then came back to Texas and joined a multicultural sorority (shout out my sistahs of Theta Chi Omega), a sense of community and unity was felt without focus on race or culture except to celebrate!

 

I also notice that even after she stopped using the racist account, she never collaborated with black females, only assimilated the tone of black female R&B singers and only collaborating with black males which means nothing.  We have seen time again throughout the changing tides of history from white women (now including other races who have a segmented racist view of blacks while they are also considered minorities by the oppressors) accusing black men of crimes to have them punished, often lethally, to black men now celebrating women other than black as a symbol of success as Nick Cannon recently stated mainly because they can.  However many other races, even those who are also disrespected by white racists, still don’t accept  blacks dating outside their race and some have still faced bigotry from those same women in conflict or their family or strangers.  I do not reject interracial love, my only complaint is if your love is a matter of fetish preference or full of dissing or rejecting one or the others culture as a bad thing, it’s not love it’s an agenda at that point.  I feel the purpose and beauty of any love union is to grow the human race forward, and progress into a greater community for humanity. connectedness, not to stagnate and promote more hate of self or others.

P.S.  No Name will be hitting St. Louis in September at Loufest and SZA will follow her up in St. Louis performing at the Ready Room in December!

Happy listening<3

#postaweek

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Todays Cravings

11 Jul

 

 

 

 

Dedicated to Garfield the cat!

With other herbs, mixed half cup of chopped olives and crumbled frozen fresh spinach to the half sausage meat sauce, no other salt added.  Garlic bread to the side and top that chewy pecan walnut brownie with some double dutch post ice cream from last week👅😍 Welcome home lover…P.s. baby added brown sugar butter zucchini👏.  At some point check out the comic again (Garfield.com) @Garfield on IG.  The site has apps, games, and more where they treat you with a customized site experience based on your birthdate!  Ahh nostalgia💭IMG_20170711_202557

Seek and Find:excerpt

27 Feb

Young Adult Fiction

By Emalie Walker

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She daydreamed looking out the window at his store, wondering about her future and what she would actually do to make money.  The last time she went to the mall low on cash, she ran into a few girls that had graduated out of her middle school the year before in ’94.  They always seemed to have the new something: Dooney and Burke purses, Eastland shoes, Polo shirts.  The brands were their symbol.  Labels were their clique.

“Hey Harmonie!  We know you ain’t buying nothing up in this mall!  Why don’t you hang with us, we’ll hook you up?”

Harmonie didn’t really want anything, or the company, though didn’t spend too much time arguing specifics.   The less she resisted the less there was to share.  They walked into OMG, a store to get club clothes and tight denim, not that she would be able to wear either until the age of thirty or marriage according to her dad!  She followed them to the table with tube tops.  Her mistake-they were tube skirts.

Then she saw how they got the labels they flaunted.  Sure they had more pocket-money, but for this excursion they decided to slip some over-priced camisoles and mini-skirts into their waistbands.

Harmonie didn’t participate and didn’t say anything until they were back walking toward the music store.  “You didn’t get anything Harmonie?”

“No, it’s not right to steal.  Plus I work in a store smaller than that one, we couldn’t afford to stay open if folks did that to us and I know I would never get paid.”

Their assumed leader Byanca Persil spoke up.  “It’s the 20th Century-forget about them!  Besides, stores can afford it-how do you think all those conglomerate CEO’s accumulate all those yachts and island trips?  Their luxuries are bought with the theft insurance.”

Carine added, “Yeah, Harm it’s all good!  We aren’t going to let them get away with taking our hard-earned cash to pay for their hunting trips-“

“-where they kill endangered animals or humans!”  As vain as Vonette was she was equally as obsessed with conspiracies.  “So, are you going to accept the challenge of the revolution or not?”

“It might call for action more drastic than this.  Don’t be a chicken.”  Byanca smirked at Harmonie as if daring her to be a ‘fraidy cat’.

However, Harmonie wasn’t chicken or taking any chances with being on the punitive side of the revolution.  She also wondered how these girls were earning that hard-earned cash they claimed to be holding? She left them at the food court, excusing herself for a babysitting job she didn’t have, if only to demonstrate a business mind to her unenlightened peers.  Minus any fear of the unknown at breaking the law, she had first-hand knowledge of life after you cut off certain opportunities.

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When I Think About The Cross

26 Nov

When trying not to worry…Favorite tracks: *1 / 3/ 8/ 7 / 11/13 /14.

#3*…A song much needed right now although I wish it didn’t hold relevance again so soon for the same reasons.

RIP Family, Friends, and Prayers for the world+

Thanks Dad

*My SUPER Favorites on repeat ❤

whats leiing arounD? Frogs legs??

8 Jul

leis and fishWe made leis and the dudes wanted to make cool fish to add or just toss around!  Nobody wanted feathers or shells (this time), still my Super Creative Kids:)  All we need now is some shave ice…

In other kid news : mInI bAbY doesn’t like onions but devoured two frogs legs 4th weekend!?!  I tasted too, and yes it does taste like chicken!

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