Burning Man Photo Diary

Well, it’s been a whole week since I arrived back from Burning Man and as the crisp fall weather officially starts to settle in I’m really starting to miss the dry heat of Black Rock City. I don’t think there’s any way I could accurately describe the event – an art festival, a counter culture congregation, a giant disco rave in the middle of the desert – all of those describe small facets of the enormity of Burning Man. The real trouble with putting words to my experience is that, well I’d be doing just that – putting words to my own experience. Every person there went to the desert with their own agenda and, to me, the essence of Burning Man is the acceptance of/ working toward every person’s unique burn.

I met some incredible people there, listened to many wonderful stories, and came back a different (and I think better) human being. So I hope with the small bunch of pictures I took, I can convey even an ounce of the greatness that is Burning Man.

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Ceviche de Camarón

Another childhood favorite! Ceviche is one of those foods that has always seemed (to me) so fancy and exotic, when really it’s incredibly fast and easy to make. Honestly, other than playing the waiting game while the shrimp were marinating this dish took me… maybe 30 minutes total? Fast and easy – I like it! Haha, ease of operations aside though, ceviche basically screams summer to me whenever I taste it, see it, or think about it. Probably because of lots of fond memories eating it at summer holiday parties, but also because it’s packed with the brightness of citrus and spicy kick from cilantro that fly you to a clear watered, white sandy beach where you have no cares in the world.  Which is maybe just me (food REALLY speaks to me), but I hope you enjoy it just as much!

1 Pound Fresh Shrimp (Deveined)
1 Orange (Zested and Juiced)
4 Limes (Zested and Juiced)
1 Teaspoon Frank’s Red Hot
1 Teaspoon Sugar
2 Tomatoes (Deseeded and Finely Chopped)
½ Red Onion (Diced)
½ Jalapeño (Deseeded and Diced)
2 Tablespoons Cilantro
Salt and Pepper to taste

1. Rinse and clean the shrimp in a colander under cold water before cooking. Fill a medium sized sauce pan with water to about an inch to the top, bring water to boil over high heat.

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3. While the shrimp are cooking create an ice bath in a large mixing bowl by filling it with ice and cold water. Once the three minutes have passed immediately drain off the hot water and shock them in the ice bath to stop the cooking process.

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4. When the shrimp have cooled enough to touch begin peeling them. If you are planning to serve the shrimp whole, be careful to leave the tail on the shrimp. After all the shrimp have been peeled drain off the cold water and set them aside.

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5. In a large mixing bowl whisk together the fruit juices, zests, Red Hot, and sugar.

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6. Fold in the tomato, onion, jalapeño, and cilantro until well combined.

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7. Depending on how you want to eat your ceviche you may add in the shrimp whole or cut into thirds. Traditionally my mom serves hers as an appetizer so she leaves the shrimp whole with tails on, arranges five or six in a margarita glass, and drizzles the marinade over them. I served my ceviche as a taco topping so I cut the shrimp into thirds for more bite size pieces when guests put them on tacos.

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8. Add your shrimp to the marinade and season to taste with salt and pepper. Chill in your refrigerator for a minimum of four hours.

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ⓛⓞⓥⓔTricia

Picnicking at Goat Rock Beach

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Thanks to Richard and Eric for the awesome model of one of the boulders they made via drone

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Rotini Garbanzo Salad

This is by far my absolute favorite type of salad. I can’t exactly remember when my mom started making this, but ever since it’s been my standard food request for birthdays, visits, and really any food oriented event at my parents’ house.  Yesterday, some friends and I went to Goat Rock Beach for climbing and picnicking so of course I jumped on the opportunity to bring this. My love knows no bounds. So I prepped the salad and a mojito watermelon dish (recipe here) the night before because both seemed to be bright, filling pick-me-up dishes – that wouldn’t bog us down or make us sleepy for a day outdoors.

Salad

4 Cups Chicken or Vegetable Broth
2 Cups Barilla Gluten Free Rotini
1 (15-ounce) Can Garbanzo Beans
1 ½ Cups Combination of Grape and Komato Tomatoes (Diced)
¾ Cup Sweet Red Onion (Diced)
½ Cup Fresh Basil (Chopped)
¼ Cup Fresh Mint (Chopped)
¾ Cup Red Wine Vinaigrette
Salt and Pepper to taste

1. Depending on whether you’d like the salad to be vegetarian or not, start by bringing the chicken or vegetable broth to a boil on high heat in a large saucepan. Once the broth is boiling add the rotini and cook according to the box instructions for al dente pasta.

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3. Drain and rinse the garbanzo beans under cold water in your sink. Add the cleaned beans to the bowl of onions and tomatoes.

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4. Chop the herbs and add to the bowl as well.

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5. Once the rotini is finished cooking, drain off the vegetable broth and add the rotini to the bowl with the rest of the salad ingredients.

6. Toss the salad with the red wine vinaigrette until well combined and place in a covered container. Chill for at least 20 minutes before serving.

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Red Wine Vinaigrette

1 Cup Extra Virgin Olive Oil
½ Cup Red Wine Vinegar
¼ Cup Fresh Lemon Juice
4 Teaspoons Honey
Salt and Pepper to taste

Add the oil, vinegar, lemon juice, and honey to a medium mixing bowl. Using a whisk, blend the ingredients until fully incorporated together and the vinaigrette comes to a smooth consistency. Season the vinaigrette with salt and pepper to taste.

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The recipe is inspired by Giada De Laurentiis Orzo Salad – enjoy! (PS more pictures of Goat Rock Beach coming in the next post)

ⓛⓞⓥⓔTricia

Why Worry About Leaving The House In a Skirt

Real talk here, I want to know when it became a crime to be a woman who is unafraid of expressing her femininity?

As a proud female I encounter sexism essentially every day and it SHOCKS me that many of the chauvinistic displays I am harassed with are still acceptable social norms in the twenty-first century. Sure you can say such behaviors are looked down upon, but then why do people turn a blind eye to the men cat-calling women as they pass them on the street or making obscene propositions toward a girl who is sitting next to them on a crowded train. Recently, really since summer arrived and I’ve dug out my sundresses and skirts I’ve noticed a gross trend in how men treat me when I am dressed in traditionally feminine clothes verses more masculine attire. That is that quite a large number of men are under the impression that it is perfectly acceptable behavior to objectify a woman who is outwardly displaying her femininity.

Happening number one: I got stalked on my way to the grocery store this Monday. Do I live in a bad part of town? No. Have I walked there before? Yes many times. Was I dressed like a prostitute on my way there? No. However! I WAS wearing a skirt that day. Now you may say, “but Tricia you should have known better than to invite unwanted attention by wearing such revealing clothing.” No, thanks to Catholic school I’m pretty strict about my skirts hitting just above the knee not to mention the blouse I’d paired it with didn’t even reveal any cleavage. Now, perhaps you’re thinking, “Eh, the guy didn’t really hurt anyone.” True enough, I wasn’t physically hurt in that situation. When I got to the grocery store and asked the man if he needed some sort of assistance he mumbled some sort of garbly-gook and skulked off (probably to follow some other unsuspecting victim). The issue at hand is not that I was not physically hurt, but that I was mentally unsettled by the experience. The man following me could have been the sweetest mother fucker in the whole damn world, but he could also have been a serial killing rapist – the point is there would be no way for me to know that without confronting him. Ah so now you might say, yes you did confront him and he then left you alone. Good job paying attention, yes I was able to safely confront him – after making my way to a public place which I knew had security that I could look to for assistance if the man became violent. And therein lies the reason for my discomfort at this man’s advances, the element of uncertainty which I felt while walking to a potential safe spot combined with the uncertainty at how the man would react when called out was extremely unnerving. All because I decided to wear a skirt that day.

So why is it that when wearing more masculine attire (jeans/leggings) I am generally left unmolested, but when I switch to more feminine clothing (skirts/ dresses) the rate of me being harassed is drastically increased? Based on how society is currently handling sexual harassment, the reason for this is seems pretty clear. Men are under no obligation to demonstrate any sort of self-control when it comes to their advances toward women. An abrupt shift in a man’s personality from all around great guy to complete scumbag is obviously due to the woman’s promiscuous advances and not a deeper seated problem within himself. Or does that sound off to you? Do you think that maybe, just maybe if a man decides that skulking around like a fucking creep and stalking a woman who is minding her own damn business is alright that he should have to take some god damn responsibility for his actions.

How about another story then, happening number two:  A friend of mine who exclusively wears feminine clothing was groped and propositioned by her cab driver while on her way home the other night. Report the incident you say? Why yes she did. And here are how few shits the cab company could give for how its employees act toward their customers. First off, when reporting the SEXUAL HARASSMENT she had to label it as discourteous customer service. There was not even a fucking option to register sexual harassment under it’s proper name. Why does this matter? It means that if the cabby in question was fired over too many complaints then those complains would not be on record as a sexual harassment – they would be on record as “discourteous customer service” which is a belittlement of what actually happened. Oh, and second – the cab company closed her report before even looking into it because she was willing to be called in for questioning, but did not want to go through the stress of attending a hearing.  Why did she not want to go in for a hearing? Because due to the lack of rape she was afraid the claim would be seen as inconsequential. Additionally, she did not want to have to deal with the victim blaming questions of the police concerning what she was wearing (if it wasn’t a sweat suit she had no case to complain as she was clearly asking for it), if she had been drinking (we women are notoriously sexual drunks), and why she was out so late (without a chaperone to protect her womanly virtue what was she thinking!?!?!?!).  Now, perhaps you will say, “eh if she wasn’t willing to use the procedures we’ve set in place to take care of these issues it’s her own fault.” Fine, but maybe you missed it when I said SHE. WAS. AFRAID. TO. CONTACT. POLICE. BECAUSE. OF. VICTIM. SHAMING. Oh victim shaming, something society vehemently defends is not a thing, well let me make something perfectly clear. If it were truly wiped out, if victim shaming truly was no longer part of our due process then my friend would not have been afraid to attend her hearing. Near the end of our conversation this is what she said to me, “Ugh, its ok, im glad nothing worse happened although it’s kind sad that I can even view it that way.” YOU DON’T FUCKING SAY? Yes it’s absolutely disgusting that as women we can be THANKFUL that we were ONLY MOLESTED and not FULL ON RAPED.  Seriously sickening.

So who was at fault in her story? The cab driver who decided to take what he wanted from the woman he was supposed to be providing a clean and safe service to? Or my friend for being driven home late and wearing feminine, work appropriate clothing? I feel like the answer to that question should be obvious, but from the way this and many other situations just like it are handled every day I’m not sure the answer is as obvious as it might seem.

Let it be known that I am not saying all men are disgusting scumbags who need to learn how to treat others with even an iota of respect. However, I think it’s deplorable that society is placing the blame of men’s objectification of women onto the females whom they have forced their attentions. Men are you honestly so starved for femininity that as soon as you see a woman in feminine attire she becomes a sexual object in your eyes? And as I previously said, the last I checked women were supposed to have the same rights as men – to live their lives the way they want… be that in skirts OR pants. So why the fuck am I worried about how I’ll be treated if I leave the house wearing a skirt?

ⓛⓞⓥⓔTricia