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Cake day: August 19th, 2023

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  • The country where I was born and raised is 900 years old. This implies a lit of history, both good and bad.

    The country was literally started because our first king decided he wasn’t going to allow his mother and her lover to steal his father’s lands. After that, the Pope demanded our country to pay the church a huge sum in order to be recognized, the king said “we’ll eventually come to that” and never payed. We were taken over by our neighbouring country at some point because of blood ties and after 75 years we just said “enough is enough, these guys are getting housted”. We fought Napoleon. We had a bloody civil war. Somewhere inbetween all of this we decided “Let’s build a lot of boats and see where we can go.” because the price of spices was to damn high. And more recently we got out of bed for a morning, threw down a fascist dictatorship, and went back to our quiet life. Nobody cares or notices us but yet we have one of the most powerful passports in the world.

    But why all of this boasting?

    It’s cool to have all this history and background. But I don’t owe my country nothing. I owe who I am to my family and friends and I owe to the future generations to remember where we come from and teach them the same I learned by myself: we are our country. We decide what we stand for and we represent the values we want to spread.

    The government of your land may be corrupt today but it does not have or needs to represent you. And by refusing that, you put up your own resistance. No matter how small, that is resistance. And if you feel your flag needs to be reclaimed, put it upside down.

    Stay strong, OP.








  • First things first: garbage bagel

    A bagel made with garbage? A bagel stuffed with garbage? A bagel found in the garbage? A bagel so bad it should be considered garbage?

    I’ll be thinking about this throughout my day. This is good entertainment value! Thank you.

    Now, to the subject at hand.

    That is horrible to know and a lot more common than we like to admit, even today, in our present time of sexual freedom and liberation. Yet we insist on creating this pure and perfect image for people the moment they become older and that is simply idiotic. Old people were young once.







  • Definetely not.

    I was a blood doner when I met my partner. I was constantly asked/reminded that having casual sex partners would ban me for six months from donating; I have a fairly uncommon blood type for my country, so I was very keen on not being put on “quarantine”.

    When we said it was the right moment for us to be together, I went to make a donation before and warned I would not be donating for the nexy six months for obvious reasons.

    I was thanked for the warning and about two weeks later received a full bloodwork panel, including STDs, attesting I was clean and as safe as possible.

    When I did return for my next donation, when asked if had been with new sex partners for the last six months, when I replied I was still doing the same, since my last visit, everyone laughed.

    Never pressure anyone into unprotected sex. Ever.



  • Cavolo nero!

    I’ve read about this variety before. It never got that much traction in my country because we developed our own varieties over the centuries. I think we have over 50 defined varietied of kale here.

    Yes, we love our kale.

    The other I shared is the main ingredient for our most traditional soup - caldo verde - because it’s fibrous but sweet and chewy when boilef. It’s a general purpose kale nonetheless.

    For other dishes we have broad leaf varieties, sweeter and with thick stalks. Essentially we made our best to cram into one (several) plant a green leafy part and a soft, tuber like, part.