Prompt: Tell us about the favorite dish or food that you simply cannot turn down.
So I’m pretty sure these are sold year round, but for some reason I only ever notice them during holidays: those really soft sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles on top.
Well- to be honest, the ones I’m eating right now don’t say “Lofthouse” on the label, but it’s the same thing.
Now if I had to think of my favorite savory dish…easily grilled squid/octopus. I have no preference between the two and if either are on a menu you can bet your bottom dollar I’m ordering it.
Prompt: In my earliest memories of dancing, I’m under my auntie Nancy’s dining room table, (which had been pushed off to the side of the room), watching my mom, dad, aunties, and uncles all dancing on the hardwood floor to a never-ending stack of 45 records, dropping one after the other. I remember foot-high stacks of 45s all around the record player. The song that I remember playing most? Twistin’ the Night Away by Sam Cooke. Every time I hear that song, I remember auntie’s spontaneous dance parties. What are your earliest and fondest memories of dance?
Ooooh, this one is too easy.
Picture it. My father’s living room. 2000.
Last year’s Carnival plays on the TV with Soca music blasting. I’m in one corner of the room, Trinidadian flag in hand, waiting for my cue to choreography my father only knows after seeing me do it countless times. My cue comes and I immediately fall in step. The song? Dust Dem by Kurt Allen.
To this day, Dust Dem is still one of my favorite Soca songs and will actually play during my Father-Daughter dance. Will my original choreography get a revival..? I can neither confirm nor deny.
Prompt: Are you a picky eater? Share some of your favorite food quirks with us (the more exotic, the better!). Omnivores: what’s the one thing you won’t eat?
I’m ready for all the smoke that may come my way, BUT it has to be said:
I don’t eat/like the following
- peanut butter
I order these things all day
- butternut squash soup
- goat cheese
- goat curry
- grilled octopus
- grilled squid
- soft pretzels
With it all laid out in front of me I think it’s safe to say I’m probably a picky eater. If I had to pick the one thing I won’t eat…bacon.
I’m not taking any questions at this time.
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Prompt: Train stations, airport terminals, subway stops: soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies, or magical sets for fleeting, interlocking human stories?
This one really depends.
For instance, I see airport terminals as the soulless spaces full of distracted, stressed zombies. People are either rushing, standing impatiently, or sitting in somewhat comfortable seats. Everyone has some place to be, but they are nowhere near their destination and it shows.
Now subway stops are a different animal. In my eyes this is where you can get a glimpse of fleeting, interlocking human stories. I think it’s because people are moving about their day and only stopping for relatively short bursts of time (e.g. the minutes it takes for the subway to arrive and get them to their next stop). It’s also daily transit used in countless people’s lives. Everyone has a destination in mind in the same city limits and could share the same route five days a week without ever noticing who they share it with.
I wouldn’t be surprised if these weren’t the “popular” takes, but it’s all in how you view it I suppose.
Prompt: Good news — another hour has just been added to every 24-hour day (don’t ask us how. We have powers). How do you use those extra sixty minutes?
I would say, “Hellooo art class!”
A good portion would be allotted to both taking a course and practicing. I mean, with this kind of time there’d be a chance I could draw something halfway decent by end of year! (
we could only hope)
Remaining time would go towards a podcast I started a while back, but put on hold due to editing and recording issues. I figure with the extra hour a day I could really work out any kinks with recording and even possibly start editing myself…? (
probably not on the editing but I can dream)
In short, I’d use my extra sixty minutes for creative pursuits which probably wouldn’t have been my answer a few years ago…Interesting how things shift.
Prompt: Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you’re given the option to have just one object keep its original hue. Which object (and which color) would that be?
My mother’s ring.
To this day I’m still not certain how she came to own or even when she started wearing it, but I’ve been obsessed ever since I first saw it. The ring itself is composed of three metals- yellow gold, rose gold, and I believe copper (
I think). Yellow gold makes up the band and olives, encompassing leaves of rose gold and copper.
I was obsessed with this ring for years and finally just started wearing it leading up to my college graduation. Turns out she was actually planning to give it to me when I graduated only to realize I’d already started wearing it. Needless to say it’s been on my hand ever since.
Of everything I own it’s easily the thing I most hold dear. So if I existed in a world where there was no color…this ring would be the one thing I’d still want to appreciate in its entirety.
Prompt: You’re tasked with creating a brand new astrological sign for the people born around your birthday — based solely on yourself. What would your new sign be, and how would you describe those who share it?
Symbol: Maned Wolf
Color: Rust, Terracotta
House: Bad Fortune
Tarot Card: Queen of Swords
Body Part: Ears
Numbers: 3, 9, 23
Plant: Golden Chain Tree
Stone: Moss Agate
Strengths: Adaptability, Creative Sparks, Dependability, Practicality
Weaknesses: Lack of creative follow through, Moody, Working oneself into the ground
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