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My kokoro


So the very talented Xingible/Yushinz has often used the phrase “my kokoro” which is an abstract term generally meaning heart but more like mind/body/spirit.  I say this phrase to myself from time to time, mostly when my kids do something amazing or when I see something just incredibly heartwarming.

I say this because I was watching a new (to me) anime called Isekai Izakaya: Japanese Food from Another World.  It’s very cute and because I’m a pig, I love learning about food and seeing people (animated or not) being excited about eating.  At the end of the episodes, real people either create or seek out the food featured in the episode.  In episode 2, Juicy Kara-Age Japanese style fried chicken is explored and damn if it doesn’t look delicious.  In the ending segment, Kenichi Nagira finds a restaurant named Kokoro where they are famous for their fried chicken.  Simple enough, a restaurant named Kokoro that serves among other things, fried chicken.

My exhausted 1 AM brain short circuited and blurred all the lines.

Somehow, for a just a moment, the term kokoro translated in my head as fried chicken.  Oh my kokoro had a new and hilarious meaning.

So now, “oh my fried chicken!” is obviously going to be my new phrase.  There is no other option.

I am really enjoying Isekai Izakaya: Japanese Food from Another World, so check it out if you like food and the juxtaposition of medieval Germany and a modern day Japanese restaurant.  While you’re at it, check out Today’s Menu for the Emiya Family, based on Fate/stay night. Very cute.  All of these food shows remind me how much I love Japanese culture, but also how desperately fat and American I am.  I want to eat all of it, times four.

Veri-Happy Anniversary to me!


Today is the 8th anniversary of my most popular post, Veri-Green is not Veri-Good -or- more evidence that I am the most boring person ever.  As of *right this second* this blog has been viewed solely on the merit of that one single post about green beans over 1,800 times.  1,821 people needed to know more about Kroger’s Veri-Green Beans.  You understand what this means, right?

I am the Green Bean Queen

Now, I know those aren’t big numbers or anything, but I’m #1 when you search “zinc chloride green beans” and #5 when you search “veri green” on Google, so that’s basically the only thing I have going for me so stop peeing on my parade.  I was only reminded of this stupid green bean thing again when I accidentally brought home a wayward can of these artificially preserved green beans and realized they were no longer ‘veri green’:

Not veri, but extra

As mentioned before, ‘veri green’ is trademarked, so now I guess Kroger is doing their own store brand generic version of zinc chloride in their green beans?  There are plenty of other name brand food companies using the ‘veri green’ label so it’s still a thing, just not for Kroger.  Now, 8 years later, here are the same side-by-side comparisons:

No color correction for the actual bean photos.

The beans are pretty much identical as they were 8 years ago, down to the smell.  Again, I didn’t taste them so maybe they taste the same, maybe they taste like unicorn farts, who knows.  Arsenic is also undetectable in taste and smell as well so whatever.

I also upgraded from the counter to the kitchen table for pictures.

One thing that I noticed was different now is that the regular cut green beans are in a can labeled as having a non-BPA liner but the beans treated with zinc chloride has no such label.

remember when we didn’t care at all about BPA?

The can on the left is the non-BPA lined can; the one on the right is the zinc chloride bean can which I assume is teeming with literally all the BPA you can shake a stick at.  Is there a scientific reason for the different type of can?  If it was in fact a non-BPA lined can, I’m sure it would be labeled as such the same way that marketers want to label everything they can as ‘gluten free’.

The cans do look different but that could totally be the lighting.

For the record, I had to make a green bean casserole for someone else and sure as shit I wasn’t going to go out of my way to do anything fancy.  I did go out and get a replacement for those eye searing zinc beans, so I’m not a total monster.  I’ll probably get my scientician* license taken away because I didn’t do some actual testing, but here are the facts:

1.)  I’m super lazy.  There is no disputing this.

2.)  Zinc chloride can sound super scary for dummies like me when in the context of a Wikipedia article but in truth is used in a ton of applications.

3.) Even Tom’s of Maine uses zinc chloride and people love them and offer up their first born children unto them so who am I to argue.

Essentially, is it poison?  Not in the amounts used.  Does it sound gross?  Yes.  Is it necessary?  No.  In the same way vaccines sound scary when you break down the individual components, no one wants to see that on the list of ingredients when in reality, green beans, water, and sometimes salt are all you should reasonably expect on the ingredients list of a can of green beans.  If you’re desperate for brighter green beans without zinc chloride, then go with fresh or frozen as a hugely more expensive alternative.  Regular cut green beans in a can are cheaper than treated, and as we all know, it comes out the same in the end so just eat what you want as long as you know what it is.  This concludes my TED talk.

*Scientician is a perfectly cromulent word:

I actually have a follow up!


First, I’m sick, and when I’m sick I am COLD.  Cold hands, cold feet, pissier than usual.  I’m wearing LAYERS.  WHAT IN THE ACTUAL GROUCHY FUCK.

Okay, in my previous post On being hungry, I talked about…a lot of horrible crap.  But I found a really important picture:

1998 in my very first apartment

I kept this picture on every fridge I used (I didn’t actually own one until 2003) for years and somehow lost it.  You’d better believe I’m having this re-printed and stuck on the front of my fridge.

In my previous-previous post, How to Buy Friends and Delude Yourself, I talked about being a loser in desperate need of attention.  I did get some validation from the guys at The Cryptonaut Podcast and I’m not going to lie, I might have cried a little bit.  I was just happy to be acknowledged.  It’s right at the beginning, so just listen.

Super great transcription by me:

Mark: Before we get started with this week's episode we got some shout outs to give to some super awesome listeners that sent us some super cool presents. Chu Brown!

Rob: Unfuckingbelievable

Chris: Oh my god.

Mark: Chu Brown with the Kraken Rum

Rob: How could she know?  I mean of course it's a cryptid, it's a cryptid so she's thinking...but little could she imagine that well nigh a decade ago Chris and I one slammed, just annihilated a bottle--I think it was mid afternoon, I think we were sitting at your kitchen island-

Chris: probably

Rob: -working on a screenplay about an anti-Noah's ark as we were wont to do in our misspent youth. And we just polished off an entire bottle of Kraken and I have not had a sip of it since.  It is amongst the favorite things I can ever put in my mouth.

They go on to discuss the how Chu Brown should be a 70’s private eye show and I agree wholeheartedly.  I don’t think I can grow a proper mustache but maybe that can be corrected in make up.  Also, to answer the question of how could she know?  Well…

I really do feel so happy (and relieved) when people like the gifts I give them, but regardless of whether it’s a stranger or a friend I’ve had since grade school or my husband of a million years I’m sure they all secretly hate everything.  That every item or gesture or attempt at doing a nice thing is perceived as me being at best a total fucking idiot.  My rational brain tells me that that’s silly, and that I should trust that if someone says they like their gift that means they actually like it so I will grit my teeth and do my best to believe that.

I really am glad they liked their gift.