Buko Pie Recipe

makes one 9-inch pie

Filling:
1 C young coconut juice
1/3 C cornstarch
1 C heavy cream
1 1/2 C sugar
4 C shredded young coconut, juice reserved

Egg Wash:
1 Large Egg Yolk
1 Tb Milk

Pie Pastry: (makes enough for one 9-inch covered pie)
2 1/4 C All Purpose Flour
1/2 Tsp Salt
1/4 Tsp Baking powder
1/2 Pound (two sticks) unsalted butter, chilled and cut into small pieces
4-6 Tb Ice Water

1 In a small bowl, whisk the coconut juice and cornstarch together until smooth

2 In a large saucepan over medium heat, combine the cream and sugar and bring to barely a simmer, stirring to dissolve the sugar. Add the coconut and bring back to a simmer, stirring. Slowly pour in the coconut juice-cornstarch mixture, stirring constantly. Bring to a simmer and cook until thickened, about 2 minutes. Transfer to a bowl and let it cool completely

3. Preheat the over to 425 degrees Fahrenheit. Roll out the pie pastry and diving the doe in half. Flatten both pieces into two 14 inch circles. using one of the pastry circles to line a 9-inch pan. Pour in the cooled Buko filling, and fit the second dough circle on top of the pie. Roll the excess dough on the top over and under the edge of the bottom crust, fluting the edges.
Brush the top of the pie with the egg wash and poke 6 vent holes in the top of the pie.

4.Bake for 15 minutes, the lower the oven temperature to 350 degrees and bake until the crust is golden brown, about 30-40 minutes. Cool on a wire rack before serving.

Back to School

Been a while.

So school finally started back up, and being on break for nearly a month pretty much destroyed any hope of me having a schedule or being productive so coming back to school is rough for me.

The counselors finally changed my major to graphic design only a day before school started and I had my doubts if I should even be enrolled in my current college when I could be going to a community college and getting it done faster and for less money. But one of the deciding factors in staying is my friends.

When I started back in the fall, I was pretty much alone until I met Melissa and came with her and met her friends Kim, Kat, and Beth. Never before have I felt so in place with these lovely ladies, I've never really automatically clicked into place with a group of people and it makes me wonder how I could live without these people in my life.

Plus they're all total babes.

Crusin'

Hey y'all happy new year! I spent the first couple days on a boat, more specifically a cruise.
 It was good to get out of winter weather and actually sweat a lil bit south down Mexico way.
  We went to Cozumel and to Progreso and spent a day in each, going to Chankanaab National Park and to Chichen Itza, an archaeological site about an hour of where we docked.
    I ate ice cream and burgers almost every day.

2014

oh man, 2014

2014 was a year of growth. A year to learn how to get back up after falling down. How to not rely on other people for my own happiness. How to learn to lose people, even if you really love them. 

I failed my calculus class in the spring, sending my gpa scores below a c average and putting me in probation mode. Which denied me from changing my major to what I truly wanted it to be.

I started my second job at an ice cream and donut shop in march and learned a lot about making my customers happy. But while they were happy, I wasn't. Seeing other people getting paid more to do even less didn't seem fair to me, neither did the owners having their favorite employees getting special treatment.    

My sculpture class was kind of a mixed bag. On one hand, possibly the least fun I've ever had being taught how to sculpt, but yet, some of the most fun I've ever had commiserating with the rest of our class about how awful our teacher was. The friends I had made in that class were some of the most interesting people I had met. Each with such fascinating, dirty, and life-affirming stories I'd ever hear. From prostitutes in Amsterdam to Suicidal attempts, it made me realize how our stories form who we are. 

I'd have to say my favorite part about 2014 by a landslide were my new friends that I had made. It's so hard to believe that I didn't even know them by the start of the year and now I consider them to be some of my closest friends. Anytime we hung out I just forgot all the bad things that were going on at the moment and just wanted to be with them there. 

So here's to 2015, please god don't do this to me again. 

The Long Staircase

Of course it had to happen, it wouldn't be fair to round out the year without you
that's just the way the universe works

I had an inkling you'd show up, to the place where we first met
where we first learned about each other
but that wasn't the end

But now I wish it had been
I wish all our conversations
all of the cheering up
the joking
the sadness
the way we understood each other when no one else did
didn't happen

So that way when you left
it wouldn't have destroyed me
it wouldn't have ripped out my heart
it wouldn't have hurt this much when I saw you again
I would still be whole

problems

So like,

I have/had this one friend who posts really gross stories on their snapchat of them being drunk
and getting more and more drunk to the point of slurred words, visible phone sway, and just -ugh.

Like, I'm all for going out and having fun, but when it gets to the point that you're inconveniencing other people at a restaurant and your server, its getting to be too much.

So I vague blogged about it on my tumblr and fell asleep, and the next morning they had replied to me and posted their own response, calling me fake and a coward and that if I have a problem, then not to watch or to say it to their face.

The problem isn't me being called fake or possibly losing a friend, it's that she doesn't seem to think that what she be doing could be affecting her. Like, what if her mom found out? Her mom, who is one of the nicest, sweetest, friendliest mom's I've ever met, she'd probably have a heart attack. Or if the police get her, find out she's below the drinking age, and she gets kicked out of college.

Idk you guys, what do you think?  

Batgirl #35

Sorry it's been a while since I've updated, I'm super lazy.

Anyways, last night I had enough free time to go to the book shop and read the new Batgirl #35 and

  I
love
 it.

It's a new story line with new writers and artists that's a perfect entry into this series. Big ups to Babs Tarr, the artist who's style I immediately fell in love with.