Friday, Sep. 26, 2008

A frenzy of cute things

So many things to talk about.

I'm going to start off with your word of the week: Gastrosexual. According to BuzzFeed.com, Gastrosexuals are a new breed of man who "uses their kitchen prowess to impress friends and prospective partners." I had a boyfriend who told me at the beginning of our relationship that he could make creme brulee. Turned out he had a kit given to him by his mother. In the four years we dated, he never once made me any. Of course, there's always those guys who actually do know what they're doing and make you believe every chocolate-covered strawberry fed to you...

Now, because I love to bake but only get around to it during the holidays, I'm trying to force myself to break out the baking pans and wax paper to make these Pacman cookies. How cute would those be? My sole goal in baking is to get squeals of delight from as many people as I can, so I may be handing them out on a street corner near you soon.

Speaking of cute things, head on over to Cute Overload! for amazing bento lunch boxes. I still don't know what the cat's legs are made out of...

Ever seen that episode of Friends where Ross' lunch keeps getting stolen from the work fridge, so Feebs writes a nasty note on it, which then gets Ross sent to anger management classes? Well, if you find yourself in that same kind of position, try to forgo the anger management and instead use these mold lunch bags. They have mold imprinted on the outside, but still keep your goods sealed.

I don't have that problem here, though. In fact, people are so trusting, they leave several cans of soda in the community fridge, in good faith that nobody will sneak a can. It took me a while to not stick a post-it on my single cans of Dew that I occasionally would hold in there.

But I would put a note on my sandwich if I had one of those scan-toaster printers, where you can actually scan images onto your toast! You don't actually use ink, but some flexible thingies maneuver around on top of your toast and heat up, imprinting a certain picture or text. How cool is that?!

If I worked somewhere I hated, I would totally scan a picture of a middle finger, or an F-off lettering to see what people would say. Otherwise I'd probably do stupid stuff, like a heart or a cute kitten.

And that's the genius and problem with Asian inventions - they're either adorable, or incredibly creepy. Some people might enjoy eating raw salmon for sushi, but draw the line at sleeping on a giant sushi pillow.

And messing with science freaks people out, too. Square watermelons?? How strange, but convenient.

The next installment of genetic mutations is the heart-shaped cucumber. Imagine what you could do with this! Heart-shaped sushi with heart-shaped cucumbers inside. Granted, it's not a terrific invention, but a cute one, nonetheless.

Mr. Big and I move in together this week and it's already stressing me out. Moving is never a fun process and deciding where to put all of my pans...*cringe*

I'm not one for order, but I do like to have some kind of control over the kitchen. Mr. Big's parents only have one pot that they use to cook ramen every night in, so I'm a little hesitant to let them use my brand new Calphalon kitchen set in cherry-red. This isn't because I'm selfish - it's because I've seen their one pot and the state that it's in. I know how they treat their woks at work and how they use metal spatulas and tongs to scrape the insides of their pans. It freaks me out, but that is where I must give up the reigns and simply face the fact that my dishes might not see the next winter...but that still isn't stopping me from hiding some of my pans under our bed...

After moving in, people automatically assume we're getting married. If I say "I don't know" parents automatically assume we're doing things backasswards. If I say we're not, then they automatically assume whatever the hell they want to assume. Well, to set the record straight, we're going to look at rings soon. Not like we haven't already...just get off our backs!

My mother, the beautiful woman that she is, has been busy planning my wedding, sending me into a fear of getting bad juju. Sure, every girl plans their future-wedding with their future-husband, but they don't really start planning until they're really engaged, right? I'm not Dr. Reed from Scrubs, for crying out loud.

But if I were to plan, what kind of cake would I choose? I thought about this, and will probably end up with some chocolate cake, but that didn't stop me from browsing. There are so many different cakes and people are no longer hindered to choosing a plan circular or square shape. Thanks to shows like Food Network's Ace of Cakes and the WE Channel's Platinum Weddings, people are exposed to different cakes that are in the shape of animals and buildings. I saw this really cute sushi cake, made out of spicy ginger carrot cake, and it made me think "hmm...." but then I decided I'd rather have one in the shape of Pucca and Garu....