“I’m the katsudon fatale that enthralls men.”
2016, what the heck even. You were the worst year: everyone died, including a significant number of queer icons and feminists, as well as several individuals who were influential in the oppression of the LGBTQ+ folks during the AIDS crisis; and we elected someone so unqualified and corrupt that, if he and his cabinet picks…
It’s true–nothing says “Christmas cookie” to the Ohioan like spritz. So, to accompany today’s very Midwestern holiday cookie recipe, here are some organizations that support queer rights and reproductive justice in the general vicinity of my hometown in southern Ohio.
I understand that food blogs carrying on as scheduled is a source of comfort and normality in these first three days. However, for my first 100 days of activism, this blog is going to be relentlessly queer. Rainbow-laser queer. Queer turned to 11.
[queerness intensifies] First, we start with self care.
This year’s list might be small, but it’s got some good ones, most of which I found at local craft beer bars rather than in the supermarket. I am loving the sour farmhouse styles that are becoming more popular in the Pacific Northwest, some of which are on this list.
It’s hot chocolate and Chartreuse. Yes, that green liqueur. Yes, in hot chocolate.
October is my favorite month–the leaves! Halloween! Autumn produce! Unfortunately, it’s also a high-travel month for both me and my partner, and we often have work trips back-to-back and independently of each other, which means I am behind on updating and cooking projects (and rewatching Hannibal, garden pruning, and so on). Here’s a pizza we made…
This cake is an upside-down cake made with figs in a cast-iron skillet, and it’s vegan. Cooking in with cast iron wasn’t on my 2016 goals list, but I’m really enjoying branching out and learning new skills, like cleaning and caring for the cast-iron collection C brought with them when we moved in together. Caramelized figs, chewy edges, and a moist crumb made this cake a hit with vegans and non-vegans alike.
C is teaching me how to make ice cream, so we came up with this recipe together…. I feel like there should be a Fried Green Tomatoes joke here because queer romance is clearly making messy foods together in the kitchen, right?
Or, that time when I made my partner a Twin Peaks cake and accidentally wrote Cooper/Truman fanfiction
C is from the California part of the PNW, and their hometown is famous for candy-cap mushrooms, which are dried edible mushrooms that smell and taste as sweet as candy. (Which I guess could be a hamfisted metaphor of sorts: people don’t think those mushrooms are real, and they don’t think we’re real, either.)
These barely-sweet scones are light and fluffy with lots of tangy rhubarb.