drew barrymore's scream wig & hot coke
Jiffy Pop popcorn makes me think of Drew Barrymore. Of Drew and that depressing caucasian bayang in the opening of SCREAM (1996). And about how the first...
himbo soda and anime penny candy
I've been considering getting a weighted blanket. Not because I’m having trouble sleeping. Because it is the time of year when my bed gains a magnetic pull...
jug wine and anthropomorphized salsa
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to feel small. Not to feel young. I still remember aching for adulthood and for freedom that I now know doesn't...
a rich inner life and hot smoothies
Who decided that having a rich inner life is a good thing. I think they should drop a pin so I can fight them for perpetuating such a terrible lie. The false...
the devil's pizza and non-canon smurfs
This week I've been thinking about comfort. About comfort as a communal act. About comfort as a negotiation instead of a fixed state. About comfort as an...
trash nostalgia and snack adrenaline
Looking back on the early era of reality TV and the shock oriented programming that raised me, I have a lot of affection for genuine trash. It's my trash,...
body horror donuts and fruit taxonomy
I've never gone trick-or-treating. It doesn't feel like there is a plastic pumpkin-sized void in my childhood because I grew up in Minnesota. It was always...
easy guilt and homemade dunkaroos
I don't like to think I am someone who moralizes the things that bring me joy in life. I don't have guilty pleasures because I come to the emotion of guilt...
no thoughts head empty
I stopped dreaming a few months ago. Every night I drift into the void and wake, not rested per se, but without the disturbing sensation that my brain was...
reality is a fallacy but snacks aren't
Since quarantine began, most of my days run together. I shower twice a day because it is easier than trying to figure out if I forgot. I turned off screen-...
miel pops zhu zhu
I’m lucky to have reached this point of the pandemic with brain cells left. Not many but there are a few that I can call upon if it is a special occasion....
is lava the ultimate unsnackable?
The last few months have been a successful exercise in indulging my hyperfixations. Not on reality. Never on reality, on incredibly dumb things like lava....
vending machines and an origin story
I was in elementary school when I first tried to understand what makes the perfect snack. My parents had two vending machines, one for snacks and one for...
this newsletter is a small tantrum about international snacks, beverages & fast food that I want but cannot have
I’m just a girl trying to cope with a deeply ingrained "there's rice at home" mindset by dreaming about a world of inaccessible snacks & cooking complicated...