I figured it out! Up until yesterday I refused to eat chickpeas. They are simply not good. Bland. Gritty? Uninteresting. However, part of this blog journey that I’m on is inspired to find a way…
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“It’s not easy” he said to me with quivering trepidation. I wasn’t sure if the quiver was purposeful or the byproduct of sitting halfway submerged in a hot tub and halfway whipped in the face…
View Post“It’s not easy” he said to me with quivering trepidation. I wasn’t sure if the quiver was purposeful or the byproduct of sitting halfway submerged in a hot tub and halfway whipped in the face…
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I identify as a vegan who eats beef. If you just aspirated your wine, you have good reason. This is a classic oxymoronic euphemism directed to seriously question my own perceptions, particularly in the world…
View PostI identify as a vegan who eats beef. If you just aspirated your wine, you have good reason. This is a classic oxymoronic euphemism directed to seriously question my own perceptions, particularly in the world…
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Sometimes it’s important to do things more than once. You know what I mean? Like can you ever visit Las Vegas just once? Come on. You look twice; when you have to cross the road,…
View PostSometimes it’s important to do things more than once. You know what I mean? Like can you ever visit Las Vegas just once? Come on. You look twice; when you have to cross the road,…
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You know that terrible Christmas song “Baby It’s Cold Outside”? You remember, the one that portrays a low-life, chester of a man attempting to come off genuine to a vulnerable mare who is trapped in…
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‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the kitchen, not a party was stirring, and I was a-bitchen. The Prosecco was poured in its flutes with such care, while garlic powder and parmesan crumbs…
View Post‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the kitchen, not a party was stirring, and I was a-bitchen. The Prosecco was poured in its flutes with such care, while garlic powder and parmesan crumbs…
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Welcome to Open Plate Anthropology. I’m Alexa, creator of this site based on a serious disease progression - my unrelenting obsession with food and travel. It’s lust actually. Food lust.
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