Beluga lentils + lightly cooked new marrows with herbs&spices+salad with avocado, tomatoes, red beans also greens&cucumber from moms friends garden
slightly over baked buckwheat granola with almond flour using manifestvegan recipe
thanks to The Vegan Chickpea I finally mastered the art of making creamy breakfast quinoa
flea mart c:
selling by the church, such unreligious people we are
15.05, if it was month it was my birthday, so cute
I Love clouds, they mystify me.
Piya Tu Ab To Aaja from 1971 Bollywood movie Caravan
1. went to Ropažu streets Gemoss and bought lots of expensive food for cheap(er) prices than in any regular shops. Es tiešām iesaku pirkt visādus specifiskos produktus un lēcas, riekstus Gemosā, jo tur ir vairumtirzniecības cenas. c:
2.&3.&4. products in use
5.&6. participated in a flea market in Avotu street, my first time! Sadly there weren’t many people, no one even looked at the vegan pamphlets and I didn’t even sell half of the clothes, still got some moneyz though ◔◡◔
7. I get weirdly excited every time I see my birth day or any other significant number on a clock/phone clock
8. clouds are incredibly fascinating. Every time I look at the sky I start to think about ~meaning of life~ and the way world is made and who made it and so on, ugh, but the skies are too beautiful. I just can’t take it.
9. I am in old school Bollywood music&dance mood, I don’t care what you think, the dances are FABULOUSSSS ☆
Also check out this rookiemag playlist for more Bollywood songs + this one for omg omg omg, the best book EVER, THE BEST MOVIE EVER FOREVER♡♡♡! The Virgin Suicides, duh, will I ever stop fangirling about it as if I had discovered it yesterday? Probably not.
enjoy the holidays, you guys! 4EVER LUV from pug in Philippine beach not.
It is poplar pollen season again and backyard is covered with soft pollen pieces, it is quite beautiful, but I might be the only one who thinks so. A pair of years ago the majority of poplars in the neighborhood were sawed off, but there are still a few left and they make everyone allergic, me too of course, I am the allergy queen after all. Sawing them all off seems a bit harsh though, I don’t know,it’s a double-edged sword…
Other than that, my main reason for posting is that I am reviewing a granola today, finally a food related post in this vegan blog! c: I haven’t written too many reviews, but it is still odd that I haven’t reviewed granola yet as it is one of my favorite foods and now, in summer, I eat some kind of granola or cereal every single day.
Louise’s Foods is a company based in New York, USA that offers all-natural, grain-free and delicious breakfast cereals – Breakfast Bites and Chia Granola <- the one I tried.
First thing I noticed about the granola was its warm and cinnamony fragrance, a bit reminiscent of Christmas. The kind of smell that makes one happy. c: As for the taste, Chia Granola is very delicious, it really is. The first ingredient is almonds which are my favorite nuts so I was bound to like the granola :’), the next after almonds were raisins which were also great and unlike many other granolas they were soft and not dry at all. I couldn’t really taste the chia flour and coconut which are both nice things, but somehow the granola was already filled with many different flavors and scents that I didn’t miss those ingredients. My mother tried this granola too and absolutely Loved it, she thought all the flavors go together perfectly, when I suggested it could be a wee bit sweeter, mom said it definitely should not. Nope, it should not, cinnamon, stevia and raisins are sweet enough on their own!
had it for breakfast with smoothie (almond milk + banana + linseeds + Latvian strawberries)
If you happen to be living in New York then Louise’s Foods are available in The Health Nut stores and Treehaus, other foodies can buy granola online on Louise’s Foodswebsite and amazon page. It is quite pricey though -$9.97 and it would be vey nice if the granola was cheaper although I understand the ingredients aren’t the cheapest…Also I hope my Latvian readers aren’t annoyed by the fact that I write many reviews of products not sold here, lūdzu piedodiet. ;_;
Since I can not buy the granola either it has inspired me to make my own like I used to do a pair of years ago, only then it was easier as I wasn’t oat intolerant yet (to think about it, I actually might have been…), but oat free granola can be and is delicious! When I make my own granola I will post a recipe, actually it would be lovely if you commented about your favorite cereals or granola recipes too!
*Note that the product was kindly sent to me by Louise’s Foods ( thanks a lot! ) and I wasn’t compensated to write the review, this is my personal opinion as well as pictures.
Here I post again (｡･ω･｡) <- an emoticon site called that a bear. what.
So, summer is here and it is quite nice, I have a lot to do and the weather is good too. Well, to be honest most of the things I have to do aren’t too entertaining like going to a dentist or changing the family physician since the old one seemed to hate humans and looked angry whenever I came to her, also getting a nose x-ray. You know, hanging round the health care facilities as usual. I hope no one starts pitying me cause I am not sick, just unsuitable for living.c:
omgz, you guise is dis one of thee angry veganz
There are a few nice things in my life too, this creamy piece of a pug of course or being accepted into my new school. I think the old lady who teaches English and is also the secretary (?) kinda likes me, she even gave me two English textbooks that I would’ve had to buy otherwise (soooo expensive!). I am not sure why, but older people seem to like me, actually adults too, just people who aren’t my age. I wonder if I’ll get any friends in new school, I believe it might be hard since I’ll be showing up in the middle of high school as the new kid. But I don’t have any great expectations, I just want some Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!
phone picture, you see, this is my bike by the racetrack
However, what I like doing the most this summer is riding a bicycle, sounds cliché, but it feels liberating and free. I used to be more of a pedestrian or public transport kind of a person before, maybe I started to like biking because of the minor leg trauma which makes it hard to run or walk quickly (please heal sooner, please!).
where is the reason, don’t blame it on me, blame it on my wild heart~♪
I usually sing Wild Heart while riding a bike, but other nights I wait until mom goes to sleep and dance in my bedroom while wearing pajamas and listening to cute songs in headphones. Then I imagine one of my 100+ secret crushes watching me and I pretend to sing for them, awkward teenage life is what we have here~
Because I could’ve been your girl and you could’ve been my four leaf clover ♡
Talking about four leaf clovers, I don’t believe that they bring luck, naah, they don’t. I know it because I found one when I was 14 and age of late 14 and 15 turned out to be the worst in my life. There is something magical about clovers though and I remember the day when I found the four leaf clover very well. Maybe because I dreamed about finding one ever since watchingHoney&Clover, an anime I Loved at that time (haven’t watched it for a few years, but memories still make me feel fuzzy inside, Morita♡) and looked for magical clovers in every meadow. I finally found one in an early summer day near the beach, it was the only one there, no cultivated fields. There is a picture too, I already had a blog then. c:
Four leaf clovers exist, therefore fairies and gnomes do too… …and after a lifetime of waiting we will meet
me in the clover summer ✿
I don’t think that I have short hair, but people often ask me if I regret cutting them that was two years ago, could you finally stop it I don’t see anything regrettable there, I haven’t regretted it for half a second. My hair was holding me back. I wish to shave of all of my hair someday, have a bald head and then let it slowly grow out, it feels so liberating <- did you notice I like this word a lot. Marlena of self-constructed freak has and had very short hair and looks incredibly beautiful. I have a very skinny face though so it will look different on me, but still I WILL DO IT, if not for the new year then right after 18th birthday definitely!
Oh, and aikido too. I mean, I have been going to trainings and they make me just as happy as cycling. I should probably concentrate on techniques more, but making up stories about fellow aikidoka and having little crushes on them is just too much fun! And it is even funnier when random kids think I have crush on them because I called them a nickname, hohoho, you’ll never guess who are the people who get in my stories, hohoho! Yes, I understand that I sound like a middle schooler…
Also I really hate this post just as a lot of stuff I write here and I want to delete it, but not really because there is a four leaf clover and songs I like. Ugh, I just hate being the way I am.
I read The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I got it from a library, for some mysterious reason it was in romance novel section.
i don’t like the cover of this Latvian release…
The book sucked me into it, absorbed and put a bell jar over me. I think that bell jar is my new favorite word now. I like this book a lot, the only things that annoyed me were some of Esther’s (protagonist) unintentionally racist remarks. Luckily, there weren’t many of them. Other than that, TheBell Jar is beautifully written. Sylvia has described the life of a person with depression perfectly, I could see myself in Esther, just a bit older than I was when sick.
Out of curiosity my mom picked up the book and read a few pages to proclaim that it was weird and Esther was an egoist. Maybe. Still, I hate it when people are considered narcissistic and egoists when they talk about their inner world, should everyone be writing solely about meadow flowers or their grandmother not to be egoistic? But, no, I understand that Esther was an egoist. Every depressed person is an egoist and they know it, but knowing it just makes them more depressed as they can not do anything about it. One of my favorite quotes is from the part when Mrs Guinea has paid for Esther’s treatment in a high class mental institution and she describes her feelings about it : I knew I should be grateful to Mrs Guinea, only I couldn’t feel a thing. If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn’t have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat — on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok — I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.
I have been thinking about it for a while, but still can not decide if it is a good idea for a person deep in depression, eating disorder, bipolar disorder etc. to read The Bell Jar or any other book about suffering from mental problems. From one side, it is comforting and relatable and makes you feel like you are not the only one, that there are people who understand you, but from other side, it invites comparison. Even now, being mentally healthy (at least I think I am, maybe I’m just delusional, who knows) I started comparing myself to Esther and got the feeling of not having been sick enough as I had never attempted a suicide, I wanted to, I tried putting a knife to my veins countless times, but couldn’t do it. I am grateful for not having read the book two years ago, it might have been disastrous.
I first heard of Sylvia Plath this winter,but didn’t pay much attention as I don’t like poetry and she was mainly a poet, however after reading The Bell Jar I have become a little interested in her poems too, they are beautiful and honest, I can see why so many people use quotes from her works as tattoos, although I wouldn’t do that.
On a lighter note, I got my bangs and ends of hair trimmed last week nothing radical and am annoyed by the way I look, as always after trimming the bangs, ugh, I hate freshly cut hair. I look like a Gloster canary. Like a bit longer version of a bowl-cut…
found on this flickr, I suggest googling Gloster canary to see more photos of this hilarious mushroom/bowl-cut wearer
I look forward reading more books this summer although a good book puts kind of a spell on me and I am not able to properly function and think about anything other than it for the whole time of reading. Luckily I read fast and it takes me more than two days to read only if the book has 500+ pages or I have enough willpower to leave a pair of chapters for the next day to enjoy.
Sylvia Plath is my girl.
I don’t know why, but I just wrote that and it feels right.
I suppose that more than a half of my posts include at least one sentence of me apologizing for writing such boring&random stuff. This post isn’t going to be any different either. (´∀`) Sorry. I just can not stick to one theme and blog about it, sometimes I feel like writing about food, sometimes I want to post outfit photos and other times it is all about exercise or, I don’t know, cute pugs?
…which brings us to yet another, little and random photo diary.
one day there was a sudden storm in the city centre (the guy on left is coincidentally met dads bff who is smoking a cigar)
Is there a cuter key chain than this? There is not. and it’s mine
Have I ever mentioned have much I Love bananas? Probably I have, but there is never too much Love ♡. Never too much Love for unripe bananas. I know, I know, the ripe ones are healthier and green ones cause bloating and diarrhea (what. just what. that never happens to me, nope), but, no. NO. I can only enjoy ripe ones without wanting to puke if they are in smoothies or pies, then it’s cool and fancy, but not plain ripe, no.
fancy photo of a photo with my great-great grandfather and some other guys in the 40′s (he is the second from left one in 3rd row, with rad glasses and hair and bow tie)
I have so many pictures with my ancestors I could put them in every post, some are so dear to me that I carry them around in school notebooks, hah, like the wedding picture of grandparents (random fact, but my dads parents wedding was on the same date when my mom was born, just a year earlier).
I WATCHED PRETTY IN PINK ♡♡♡
Omgz, cuties, I have found another favorite movie!!! It is so cute and awkward and funny and 80′s fashion and Blane <3. Yees, Duckie is adorbs and fashionista and stuff (Otis Redding scene, duh), but he is Andie’s best friend not lovaaah, and it is good, okay?
RIDICULOUSLY FUNNY, best thing is that there actually are people like that, YES, THERE ARE.
Classy American teen movie, but so GOOD and NOSTALGIC (not that I lived in 80′s or anything…) and I don’t even know why I’m writing it in CAPS LOCK.
Other than that my leg still hurts a bit and I haven’t made any progress with running, boohoo, let’s cry together. Bye. awkward ending as always, but I really want to sleep
