Ding dong and even hello. Let’s not dilly-dally.
Something I Ate with My Eyes
I watched Barbarian last night, and if you are a fan of scary movies, I recommend you look up nothing about this movie and just watch it. (It’s streaming on HBO Max right now. Scam your way into someone’s log-in or something, babe.) If you aren’t a fan of scary movies, that’s okay, I guess. I know I talk about this any chance I get, but the only kinds of movies I’ve been able to watch for the past 2+ years are either 1) ooky spooky yucky horror or 2) criminally bad. You want me to come along on a gentle, emotional journey or follow the lore of your little elf world? No, thank you! I want to be bashed over the head with a dismembered arm (human) and figure out how the hell I’m going to escape this big haunted hole (literal and also metaphoric). I want to be chased around my living room by a dead lady who just wants me to sing a creepy tune on her broken piano — the piano is made of baby bones. I want to think I’m snuggled up on my couch for a cozy evening but, uh oh, turns out I’ve been dead the whole time.
The movie Significant Other was also fun (to me, a freak) and creepy. It’s streaming on Paramount+, and now I am just bragging about how many streaming service log-ins I have scammed my way into.
Something I Ate with My Ears
This is really vulnerable of me to say, but I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift’s new album like it has been medically prescribed to me. I love “Bejeweled.” She is who “ME!” wanted to be. That one bedazzled corset outfit she wears in the music video is what I would like to be buried in. (My cause of death will, of course, be eating every single one of the gems off of the corset.) “Vigilante Shit” is a corny, millennial, girlboss anthem — obviously, I’m obsessed. “Question…?” is also very good to me. I have no further lyrical analysis or thoughts on the matter. Let me have my bops in peace. (Just kidding — my column for the Cut this week is tangentially about “Anti-Hero.)
I’ve also continued my audiobook addiction and am alternating between The Last Thing He Told Me by Laura Dave, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid, and The Year I Stopped Trying by Katie Heaney. Is this good for my reading comprehension? Let’s just say that, when I listen to books, I also play little word games on my phone the entire time :)
However, my favorite audio-visual delight of the month has been this. It’s so special when you find something and realize it’s going to be a major part of your personality for the foreseeable future.
Something I Ate with My Mouth
Huge news, soup girlies! I think I have found a new favorite soup. I “accidentally” made 8 servings of this cauliflower, potato, white bean soup for my two-person household. It’s basically a head of cauliflower, a can of cannellini beans, some potatoes, an onion, and your standard seasonings (garlic, pepper, salt, thyme, some lemon juice). On paper? Boring. In person? Stunning. Gorgeous. An immediate icon.
Some Things I Made for You to Eat
This month for the Cut, I’ve written about butter boards, a Negroni Sbagliato with Prosecco (the girls who get it, get it), that spooky lil bitch M3GAN, and why Taylor Swift sang about “sexy babies” in her lead single. The latter ends with one of my favorite sentences I’ve written in a while.
Also, remember how I wrote a book? She’s Nice Though by Mia Mercado? Okay, just making sure.
Stay hungry, little sweetie hunnies!
Mia