I’m sorry for the sporadic blogging—I’m still trying to get the hang of it!  :/  Ah, well, it’ll come to me eventually.  It’s been fun so far, and commenting has been especially rewarding.  I’m so glad I don’t just lurk around anymore!  :)

The weather this week has improved vastly.  It was actually pretty sunny today—not as warm as I would’ve liked, but after all, it’s autumn.  Can’t expect 70* weather in this part of the globe, unfortunately.  I’m waking up at 5:30 AM to pitch black darkness that makes me want to sink back underneath my body-crushing comforter (it’s warm, yeah?).  I don’t *want* to get up for school, dammit. Curse the encroaching winter and its cold!  I’m never excited to wake up in the mornings anymore, and it’s not just because I got 4 hours of sleep and have to shove my eyelids open, oh no… It’s because my toe freezes the moment I let it jut out from under the covers to test the air.  Noooo don’t make me get uppp!…

Then I remember that if I don’t get up that instant, I will more than likely fall back asleep, wake up late, freak out, and go on a rampage beating up everything in sight, including myself.  That kind of stuff (i.e. nervous breakdown) is pretty unhealthy for my brain, and brain health is essential for a deathly good, edifying day of academic study.

Again, I will reiterate: brains need food, and the food my stomach wants is making a noticeable shift with the season.  In the summer, I subsisted mostly on yogurt, cereal, and fresh fruit for breakfast to counter the heat, but at 5:30 AM, in the freezing cold and pitch black darkness, just thinking about those foods can make me lose my appetite.  I would never risk a stomachache at that hour!  Thus, the age of oatmeal/toast/eggs/other warm delicious food for breakfast begins.  The same goes for lunch and dinner—I don’t feel like eating salad anymore, but instead crave a good soup or roasted veggies… and my ultimate comfort food: white rice.

Once a rice person, always a rice person?

Occupying the corner of this plate is a mound of white rice dressed with soy sauce, black sesame seeds, and furikake.  Basically, it’s a spin on the poor man’s meal (white rice + soy sauce) with my usual toppings… I used to down bowls of white rice + soy sauce like there was no tomorrow, every day, when I was really young.  White rice was always accompanied by soy sauce, or else I wouldn’t eat it.  I don’t eat it every day anymore, so it has become my ultimate comfort food.  Eating it induces so much nostalgia and makes me feel very at-home and fuzzy inside.  Of course, rice is not just for the colder seasons, but I find that it’s during this time of year that most of us crave our down-home comfort foods.  We need that warm, fuzzy feeling to counter the unrelenting cold and the inevitable winter blues…

Rice is warm too. :)

Ah, and fried rice, too!  My mom’s specialty is fried rice with Chinese sausage and eggs—super simple home cooking, but so good.  The version above has ham, furikake, and black sesame seeds, as expected, but it was delicious nonetheless. Why is it so much fun to bring a bowl of rice up to my lips and start shoving it into my mouth with chopsticks???  (Try it!)

What is/are your ultimate comfort food(s)? I know that stuffing my face with rice makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside… <3  Boiled pear juice is another one.  I’ll consider rambling about that some other time.  ;)  ‘Night, loves~