banana cream pie

banana cream pie

whisk together in a heatproof bowl:
1/2 c. sugar
2 T. flour
1 T. + 1 t. cornstarch
1/2 t. salt
2 eggs

boil 1 c. milk

pour hot milk into egg mixture, whisking continuously.

return milk + egg mixture to stove and stir until it thickens and boils in the middle.
remove from heat and add 6 T. butter, 1/2 t. vanilla.

slice 2 bananas into a blind-baked crust pastry or cookie crust. pour pastry cream over top. chill.

how i got over

dude, what the hell is wrong with you?

stop drinking excessively. stop self medicating. stop being who you're not. so you're not one of the cool kids, and maybe you like quieter evenings. that's your prerogative. if you wanna see what the other scenes are like, go for it too.

be happy. be patient. be strong, because you are a diamond being. you don't need bitterness towards life, and women, and people who sleep well at night. you don't need a girlfriend or a boyfriend.

you'd be surprised how little you need.

so it's a... calm the fuck down, thing, innit

you're fine. we'll be fine.


tl;dr people be saying and doing stupid shit on facebook and it's stupid

epicuriangastronomy

UGHHHH i'm so malnourished. imagine how skinny i was last semester, and then times that by two. once i get better i am going to eat SO MUCH it's gonna be nutttttssssssss

SO MUCH FOOD
ALL THE FOOD


ALL THE FOODS

roots

still


recovering


f r o  m


barc elon  a


but i'm home. 

an open letter part deux

I`LL TALK TO YOU WHEN I`M OVER YOU, OK. DON'T RUSH ME. I'M ALMOST THERE. BE PATIENT AND GIVE ME A LITTLE MORE TIME.

in other news, annecy is beautiful and sketchy. but boy, do they make em good there.

things universal in europe:

• graffiti
• pda
• attractive people
• getting hit on excessively
• trains?
• backpackers
• beauty
• confusion
• bread

incroyable

OHHHHHH MAN.

my freckles are back and i miss y'all and i learned i have a southern drawl when i'm sleepy and have to talk and let's face it. we're in europe. we're homesick, but it's also kind of mind blowingly awesome. heading to lyon tomorrow~

on leaving italy

never have i been happier to not have any attention from guys. my god, italy was one long "do you have a boyfriend?" after another. catcalls, passing remarks, 'what are you doing later tonight?'s. THOUGH! i did get hit on by a very cute vendor who sold me a leather purse. he even kissed me on the cheek! though, it would be totally creepy if he weren't cute, wouldn't it. ahhhhhh oh well whatever.

we're in switzerland now. things very expensive. beginnings of malnourishment. but it is jaw droppingly beautiful. definitely one of the most beautiful things i've ever seen....