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Horchata
ingredients :
1 cup uncooked white rice
2 cinnamon sticks
1-12 oz. can evaporated milk
1-12 oz can condensed milk
8 cups of warm water divided
Sugar to taste
Ground cinnamon to garnish optional
1/2 teaspoon vanilla optional
Making Horchata
STEP 1 Wash and drain the rice. Place the rice, cinnamon sticks and 4 cups of water into a bowl. Cover the bowl and refrigerate overnight (preferably) or a minimum of 4 hours.
STEP 2 Once you're ready to blend the rice, remove most of the cinnamon sticks but it's okay to leave small pieces with the rice. Blend the rice in two separate batches by adding 1/2 of the rice & water with some of the cinnamon stick left behind. Puree until it's very smooth and it forms a paste like texture. About 4 minutes long.
STEP 3 Using a very fine strainer pour the blended mixture over a pitcher. Strain out as much liquid as possible, pushing on the solids with a spatula or spoon. Repeat this process for the rest of the rice, water & cinnamon mixture. Stir in the milks, vanilla (optional), and 4 cups of water. Stir well. Taste and add more sugar or water if needed. Chill and stir before serving over ice.
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From the notebook- Cold
This room was always cold, a bitter biting cold like the sting of all the ice tipped words you aim at me.
Today is an unseasonably cold day, halting long awaited weeks of sunshine
Just like the realization that I was the problem.
That we could have been something if I didn't mess everything up
That you tried, that I scared you away, that I ruined everything, that I was so crazy I chased you away from even friendship.
Now you are done and all done with me and this piece of your life, now I am a joke, the creepy weird girl from last year,
a relic memory you dust off to poke fun at with your friends
I am now trapped in an ice palace of regret.
Is this cold I feel just the room temperature?
Or is it my icicle ridden heart?
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From The notebook- Mario Kart
The day of the party you taught me to play, your hands over mine showing me the controls
You said I was your lucky charm.
I didn't win any races but I felt like a winner that day
Now I know I've lost, never even saw the finish line
The victors crowd around their trophies and I realize I barely even had a shot
When I thought I was in first the others were just running laps around me
And now I can't play the game without thinking about you
Without thinking about how for one day there was an "us"
For one moment I grasped first
But then I fell off the map and everyone zoomed past
While I was still gaping, dusting myself off from falling
Trying to figure out what happened.
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From the Notebook-Spilled Tea
this morning my tea spilled,
All over the table all over my bag
Watch it drip drip drip to the floor
Hands full of paper towels I clean and pretend I'm a lonely Batista wiping up a snobby woman's latte
The smell of vanilla chai, the bounce of his orange basketball
I can't pretend anymore I can't escape the reality of being stuck here
Everyone watches me but no one helps
Watch it drip drip down the table
This lonely Batista watches all the tables, invisible to all the people
This tired girl tired of spilling and being overlooked
This vanilla chai spilled all over the floor just like how my thoughts pour our from my head all over a floor which everyone ignores
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From the notebook- fallen from olympus
grace isn't all it seems,
Your deities are not as blessed as you think
I was once up high with them,
I feasted at their tables, played their games, laughed at how small the mortals looked from below
I was once among them except one wrong step on jacob's crystal stair and you fall from grace
Shards years and lighting stung my skin, my once white robes billowing
I fall and land among the mere mortals I once mocked
And they welcome me with open arms, unlike the wrath of Olympus
I realize the mountain of gods was never for me their heaven became my living hell
When you disturb the peace of Zeus and Hera you wake the fires of hades
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From the notebook- Philosophy
To be or not to be? That, they say, is the question.
I never did get that question, I thought it was an easy fix but now that I have pondered I think it is not as simple as I once thought
Being, the essence of living, dipping your toes in life's lake, the rip roaring roller coaster of existing
Or not being, floating in eternal radio silence, a black abyss of nothing, to some peace.
Oh Shakespeare why should we have to choose to be or not to be when being and not being are balances of mind
On days where I feel I can touch the sky, when I am on top of the world, the main character, I feel the beauty of being
On days when I crave solitude and feel the weight of the world in universe, when I fall into holes of no return, I crave the dark blanket of not being
So to be or not to be?
Why must we choose?
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From The Notebook- Tall Boy pt. 2
Tall boy are we even friends still?
Ever since i've come back something has changed, you don't even say hello now
Yes the sun has risen and set on there ever being an "us", yes our ship has set sail and sunk.
But Tall boy, you seem to be shrinking!
Was our friendship there only because you liked me?
Was it a stepladder to the others? Tall boy?
Tall boy, we've gone in reverse it seems the sunlight of you I used to know is gone!
Were you even real Tall boy? Are you just another boy or are you actually the Tall boy,
That shows up in my dreams at night?
That sprints across my mind?
Was it all in my head tall boy? Did I hallucinate you and all the sweet nothings of those few months?
Were you a picture in my mind I painted to entertain myself?
Are you really Tall boy?
Or are you just a boy?
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