In which we get real about jam.
In which there is a glow up
My 2017, like that of a lot of other queer individuals, was a year of great personal and professional growth, but was one of the worst political years on record in my adult life.
First trip to Idaho, Death Rattle Writers Festival, onsen, sourdough pancakes and more!
I’ll Make It Myself! and Robin Elan Art are proud to present our first collaboration: The Corners of Their Mouth: A Queer Food Zine, in which we use recipes and comics to ask the hard-hitting questions:
My friend requested a Cake Wreck-y sheet cake, and trying to convey intentionally bad decoration is surprisingly hard! Plus: my “EVE Talk” on eros and katsudon.
“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…
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.
At first glance, it looks like Glico and Kirin have created something inclusive, and it’s really, really adorable. At least until you start reading the copy.
A year ago, my best friend* and I took a day-hiking trip to Orcas Island on President’s Day. We left at 5:30 in the morning to find the first Zip Car’s keys were missing; got a ticket in a speed trap in Skagit County; didn’t pack enough food; weren’t able to get food at the brewery where…
Check out these rainbow cupcakes from Yellow Leaf Cupcake Co.!