A blade grinder can be used for grinding coffee and spices, and me, being someone who mixes things, probably would find it impossible to keep it clean. The oils from coffee build up into a residue that can go funky and rancid, and switching back and forth from coffee to spices makes things messier.
However, I recently found out that there's a trick to blotting up those oils and spice fragments. It won't return your grinder to a pristine state, but it's a good method for weekly or monthly cleaning and maintenance.
Just like coffee, spices have oils that are released by toasting and grinding, and over time these can build up on the grinder, muddying tastes.
But this post isn't about coffee, or spices, or even grinders.
This post is about truth and lies.
I recently watched two relevant movies this weekend; one on a Friday night and one one a Sunday night. Two completely different days of the week. One that begins your weekend and one that ends it. And I believe that this opportunity has given me a new perspective.
Friday Night Movie is called "Paper Towns"
Paper Towns- a movie that surprised me.
I didn't know what to expect since I hadn't read the book by John Green, but it was surprisingly good. Long story short, it's about this girl named Margo Roth Spiegelman, a girl "who loved mysteries so much that she became one." She's pretty carefree, adventurous, rebellious, a risk-taker. And I see a lot of myself in her. The story revolves around Quentin ("Q" for short) and his crush for her. She's the awesome, cool, mysterious girl who happens to live right across the street from him. He has this view of her that is perfect. How can he not? She's the most popular girl at school and gorgeous. Anyways, she disappears and Q and his friends figure out clues she leaves behind and goes on a road trip to find her. Q finds her and its not what he expects. Spoiler alert, she didn't want him to find her. More spoiler alert: it turns out, she's not the girl everyone thought she was and Q apparently had it all wrong and she was just his fantasy, just like everyone else had of her. She was just an average girl. And there you have it.
I didn't know what to expect since I hadn't read the book by John Green, but it was surprisingly good. Long story short, it's about this girl named Margo Roth Spiegelman, a girl "who loved mysteries so much that she became one." She's pretty carefree, adventurous, rebellious, a risk-taker. And I see a lot of myself in her. The story revolves around Quentin ("Q" for short) and his crush for her. She's the awesome, cool, mysterious girl who happens to live right across the street from him. He has this view of her that is perfect. How can he not? She's the most popular girl at school and gorgeous. Anyways, she disappears and Q and his friends figure out clues she leaves behind and goes on a road trip to find her. Q finds her and its not what he expects. Spoiler alert, she didn't want him to find her. More spoiler alert: it turns out, she's not the girl everyone thought she was and Q apparently had it all wrong and she was just his fantasy, just like everyone else had of her. She was just an average girl. And there you have it.
TLDR: Paper Towns is a movie about pining for your fantasy.
Sunday Night Movie is called "Love, Rosie"
Love, Rosie- a movie that surprised me even more.
To be honest, I thought that this was going to be a happy movie about a girl and a guy best friend falling in love. I was wrong. I was very wrong. If you're ever looking for a movie to break your heart over and over and over again-- then this is the movie for you. Seriously. The situation just keeps getting worse and worse and your heart completely breaks and it consumes you so much you stop wondering when you'll get back together again. I definitely felt the pain slowly progress. You don't feel it at first, you ignore it because it's denial. Then it starts to creep, like a silent creature, until you actually feel it and can't hold it any longer. This movie was definitely emotion-packed. And I can describe it to you like this because I just finished watching it an hour ago, so it is still pretty fresh in my mind. Spoiler alert: these two girl-boy-best-friends-since-childhood people secretly pine for each other, but are unsure of what to do or how to act like, so they screw up multiple times, causing heartbreak, and its also just a matter of the right feeling, right place, right time sort of dynamic, so there's also that. But the fact is, their love is something real. Yeah, sure it took a while for both of them to admit, but it's real.
To be honest, I thought that this was going to be a happy movie about a girl and a guy best friend falling in love. I was wrong. I was very wrong. If you're ever looking for a movie to break your heart over and over and over again-- then this is the movie for you. Seriously. The situation just keeps getting worse and worse and your heart completely breaks and it consumes you so much you stop wondering when you'll get back together again. I definitely felt the pain slowly progress. You don't feel it at first, you ignore it because it's denial. Then it starts to creep, like a silent creature, until you actually feel it and can't hold it any longer. This movie was definitely emotion-packed. And I can describe it to you like this because I just finished watching it an hour ago, so it is still pretty fresh in my mind. Spoiler alert: these two girl-boy-best-friends-since-childhood people secretly pine for each other, but are unsure of what to do or how to act like, so they screw up multiple times, causing heartbreak, and its also just a matter of the right feeling, right place, right time sort of dynamic, so there's also that. But the fact is, their love is something real. Yeah, sure it took a while for both of them to admit, but it's real.
TLDR: Love, Rosie is a movie about being unsure of what is real, yet pining for it, no matter how much it hurts.
BTW. Pining means "an irresistable yearning" or "miss and long for the return of."
Which brings me to question this: How do you know if something is just a fantasy or if something is worth pining for?
I feel like I can't really distinguish between fantasy and reality. Especially when it comes to love. Maybe it's supposed to be that way. I mean, I think about movies like Inception or Shutter Island (both starring Leo DiCaprio btw), and I get utterly and totally confused.
Which is the truth and which is the lie? Do we ever really know?
A blade grinder can be used for grinding coffee and spices. Just like coffee, spices have oils that are released by toasting and grinding, and over time these can build up on the grinder, muddying tastes.
These two different things get mixed up and stuck in there until its indistinguishable. There might be a trick to blot them out, and sure, cleaning and maintenance will help, but it won't ever return the grinder back to the way it was.
xx,
The Strawberry Avalanche
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Music Playlist of the Night:
>"It Will Rain/Chasing Pavements" Mashup
>"Thinking Out Loud/I'm Not the Only One" Mashup
>"Style" Taylor Swift Harp Cover
>"Out of the Woods" Taylor Swift
