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Hummus Scrambled tofu recipe

It’s a rare Sunday that I wake up without a hangover and when I do I’m always motivated to cook some good food to put into body to balance out my poisonous vices. Often it’s a matter of throwing whatever I’ve got growing in the garden or sitting in the fridge together. Since it’s winter the garden is now quite sparse with the exception of some hardy herbs and the last round of veggies. 

Anyway, I digress- I had put the hummus on top of the silken tofu and as I reached for the  tofu I had and idea that could have very well been a complete and disastrous waste of ingredients or culinary genius. It was the latter, luckily! 

Here’s what I put in it:
Silken tofu
Half a tub of hummus 
Two jalapeño chillis 
A handful of basil
Smoked paprika
Cherry tomatoes 
Tsp minced garlic 
Half an avocado 

I mashed up everything with a whisk and fork except the tomato and avocado until it was blended nicely and had an acceptable consistency. I then chucked in the tomatoes and threw it into a lightly oiled frypan for a couple of minutes.

I took it off the heat, mashed half an avo through then served the second half of the avo whole with smoked paprika on top. 

It was delightfully delicious and move been thinking about how delicious it was all day. 

PLUS it’s vegan and gluten free!

Hummus Scrambled tofu recipe

It’s a rare Sunday that I wake up without a hangover and when I do I’m always motivated to cook some good food to put into body to balance out my poisonous vices. Often it’s a matter of throwing whatever I’ve got growing in the garden or sitting in the fridge together. Since it’s winter the garden is now quite sparse with the exception of some hardy herbs and the last round of veggies.

Anyway, I digress- I had put the hummus on top of the silken tofu and as I reached for the tofu I had and idea that could have very well been a complete and disastrous waste of ingredients or culinary genius. It was the latter, luckily!

Here’s what I put in it:
Silken tofu
Half a tub of hummus
Two jalapeño chillis
A handful of basil
Smoked paprika
Cherry tomatoes
Tsp minced garlic
Half an avocado

I mashed up everything with a whisk and fork except the tomato and avocado until it was blended nicely and had an acceptable consistency. I then chucked in the tomatoes and threw it into a lightly oiled frypan for a couple of minutes.

I took it off the heat, mashed half an avo through then served the second half of the avo whole with smoked paprika on top.

It was delightfully delicious and move been thinking about how delicious it was all day.

PLUS it’s vegan and gluten free!

Because panic is my super power. 

I’m getting better though, I’m learning to embrace my anxiety and use the nervous energy in productive ways where I can. I’m working on mindfulness, grounding myself in the actual world instead of drifting off into the abyss of my mind. Becoming hyper aware of the intricacies of my surroundings rather than drifting through life in a frightened and tentative daze. I’ve always noticed the beauty in the everyday, but never for more than just a fleeting moment and that’s where I’ve been going wrong the last 29 years, I’ve been living in the “what if” instead of the “here and now”. None of this is easy, it’s fucking tough, but it’s more about the journey isn’t it? 

Don’t worry, that’s about as deep and personal as I’ll get, since my last breakup, which was pretty dramatic and I was super open about, I found that at least three of my friends were going through the same thing, but they weren’t sharing it they were hurting and they felt alone. I’ve basically got no shame or dignity left considering all the stupid shit I’ve done so if one person can get something good from my struggles then being open and sharing them makes it worthwhile. 

I have no intention of sharing inspirational memes though. I’d rather stab myself in the eyes than become that girl.

Because panic is my super power.

I’m getting better though, I’m learning to embrace my anxiety and use the nervous energy in productive ways where I can. I’m working on mindfulness, grounding myself in the actual world instead of drifting off into the abyss of my mind. Becoming hyper aware of the intricacies of my surroundings rather than drifting through life in a frightened and tentative daze. I’ve always noticed the beauty in the everyday, but never for more than just a fleeting moment and that’s where I’ve been going wrong the last 29 years, I’ve been living in the “what if” instead of the “here and now”. None of this is easy, it’s fucking tough, but it’s more about the journey isn’t it?

Don’t worry, that’s about as deep and personal as I’ll get, since my last breakup, which was pretty dramatic and I was super open about, I found that at least three of my friends were going through the same thing, but they weren’t sharing it they were hurting and they felt alone. I’ve basically got no shame or dignity left considering all the stupid shit I’ve done so if one person can get something good from my struggles then being open and sharing them makes it worthwhile.

I have no intention of sharing inspirational memes though. I’d rather stab myself in the eyes than become that girl.

Cockatoo Island Windows & Reflections

I like dirty old windows, I like the kind of reflections that are unique to dirty old windows. I love to go inside and see the outside from behind the dirty old window. Basically I like windows and the images that reflect off them. 

Scenes from Cockatoo Island

I know, we’ve been here before, a couple of times each year for the past couple of years to be exact, but no two visits are the same. The machinery on the island is rusting and rotting away as we live and breathe. The light is slightly different depending on the season or the day. Sometimes a clear blue sky provides a stunning back drop to the rusting cranes, other times the machinery takes a backseat to the dramatic clouds. Sandstone erodes, windows break, trees grow. Landscapes evolve. This year I’m putting my island photos into a few different categories, each time I seem to find a shed I haven’t been in before, sometimes it’s hard to tell if something is an art installation or a piece of industrial machinery. Either way, no two visits to Cockatoo Island will result in exactly the same photographs. 

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lostateminor:

>A short history of photographic cameras before they went digitalBefore the mobile phone had its own fancy camera, there were clunky digital cameras. And before clunky digital cameras were these beauties! It’s hard to believe now, but there was a time when digital cameras were just a futuristic dream and we all had to rely on photo shops to develop our film (remember film?). Actual photo shops, not Photoshop. 
This is a condensed history on photographic cameras by Visual.ly, years before the digital camera became the norm. It goes all the way back to the 1800s when cameras were large and boxy – and no doubt expensive. Take a look at the incredible transformation of the camera through the years. You might be surprised just how far this gadget has come, and it will definitely make you wonder how much further this technology can be taken, too.

I love cameras.

lostateminor:

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A short history of photographic cameras before they went digital

Before the mobile phone had its own fancy camera, there were clunky digital cameras. And before clunky digital cameras were these beauties! It’s hard to believe now, but there was a time when digital cameras were just a futuristic dream and we all had to rely on photo shops to develop our film (remember film?). Actual photo shops, not Photoshop.

This is a condensed history on photographic cameras by Visual.ly, years before the digital camera became the norm. It goes all the way back to the 1800s when cameras were large and boxy – and no doubt expensive. Take a look at the incredible transformation of the camera through the years. You might be surprised just how far this gadget has come, and it will definitely make you wonder how much further this technology can be taken, too.

I love cameras.