Eggplant Lasagna

ES this post is for you. It is how to make delicious eggplant lasagna!  A recipe I invented with the inspiration of my rare, no longer in print 1971 New York Times Natural Foods Cookbook that I bought off Amazon for $0.01 (plus 4.95 S&H).

Eggplant Lasagna, the Recipe

-Take one eggplant and a couple tomatoes from the farmer's market and slice them very thin.
(You are supposed to peel the eggplant first, in every recipe I looked up. This made me sad because eggplant peel is one of my favorite colors. Can't you eat it?)

-Layer in a baking dish with sliced garlic, sliced onions, parmesan cheese, mozzarella, salt/pepper, basil, or whatever else you have.  Make as many layers as your ingredients can handle!

It may look something like this:

-Bake at 400 degrees F for about 40 minutes

Yumyum!

got basil?

I dooo!

-the result of some "aggressive harvesting" with my landlord(lady?)

after we chopped and snipped for half an hour we gazed into the bucket and she said, "Well, now you have basil!"

then we looked up at each other and laughed hysterically

that bucket is 2 feet tall, people.

pesto till kingdom come

 

Also, I finally painted my room! This was a very exciting day for me haha. It was the easiest painting job ever...white walls and low ceilings so I could reach all the way up.

Not anything like my PREVIOUS paint job:

RACshack, Rock Island circa 2008 UGH

 

Here are some glimpses of my beeeautiful new colorful room

Yay, pretty!

hello, September (in which I move to PA for grad school)

Well girls, we gave it a well-intentioned try, and somehow failed so I am going to branch out on my own. (Viva Brac forever though!)

-inside nonjoke
  

B asked me if I liked living by myself after all, since I had been looking forward to it for so long, and I had to think about it.  Yes I do like it very much and I am happier here and now than I have been in over a [long long] year and a half.  But I also miss Greg Smithey and Charmed and pizza aka cheese bread nights and having someone around to do nothing with on lazy boring weekends.  When did we grow up? I don't know, but my best friends are scattered around the world doing grown-up jobs like teaching children, or are going to school in order to be grown-up Halloween-costume-inspiring things like doctors and lawyers. 

As for me, I am living in an entirely new community where absolutely no one knows my past or where I am from, or what it is like to smell fresh corn growing in the summer.  I am taking death defying leaps out of my comfort zone by bike commuting ten miles a day and driving to Baltimore all by myself when I get the chance.  I am confronted with a completely new sense of self and identity

since when am I a geography grad student???

which is an identity that is ridiculously fun and exciting.  Like, ridiculous.

My classmates are going to recover wetlands, discover the science behind the melting of the glaciers, develop new technology that describes how we view and analyze the world, work towards restructuring the socio-economic disparities of American cities, and many other things.

These are the things that geographers do.

So far I am working on projects that deal with the effects of forest fire suppression in California national parks, and have confirmed that I like trees better than prairies (but not as much better as I anticipated. Papa D had more of an influence than I realized after all.)
 

So far, I looove it here