Yuika's yum yum food blog

Hi everyone!This is my first blog to upload here!I went to picnic with my classmates in Uni. We were supposes to bring the food to have a picnic and we actually brought up various foods to the picnic:) I brought canapes (the cracker with cream cheese honey and nuts) to the picnic and it was obviously great! I reall enjoyed the picnic so much!!!

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Podcast relating to my food book

In class I was assigned to find a podcast related to the topic of my food book. As I mentioned on previous blog, I am reading the book called, Trejo’s Tacos. This book is a cookbook which deals with Spanish cuisine and the author Trejo’s eventful biography. I also found the podcast called, Food Aesthetics Barcelona. This podcast is about a Finnish-Mexican couple searching for the best quality and best value meals in Barcelona. Also it suggest people how good or bad the food was, their food experiences, and the spot in Barcelona. I thought the book and podcast is corresponding because it suggest delicious Spanish foods. Thus sharing their experiences that they had. However, it is different that podcast is more local; shares delicious restaurant spots in Barcelona. Adding to that, it is same Spanish food but the region is different. Although both book and podcast is very interesting and humorous, I love it very much. Podcast: Listen to Food Aesthetics Barcelona on tunein. TuneIn. (...

Analysis of poems

In my class I was signed to analyze 2 poems which are “Ode to Pork” and “I too, sing America”. 1. Ode to Pork This poem was made by the man called Kevin Young. He is a director of the Smithsonian’s National Museum of African American History and culture. I wouldn’t be here without you. Without you I’d be umpteen pounds lighter & a lot less alive. You stuck round my ribs even when I treated you like a dog dirty, I dare not eat. I know you’re the blues because loving you may kill me–but still you rock me down slow as hamhocks on the stove. Anyway you come fried, cubed, burnt to within one inch of your life I love. Babe, I revere your every Nickname—bacon, chitlin, crackling, sin. Some call you murder, shame’s stepsister– then dress you up & declare you white & healthy, but you always come back, sauced, to me. Adam himself gave up a rib to see yours piled pink beside him. Your heaven is the only one worth wanting– You keep me all night cursing your...

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