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  • Sometimes, mainly when it is stuff that isn’t rooted in true or false. If I am factually wrong, it isn’t usually concious and I tend realize my mistake after the fact. If I am in the wrong in an emotional/moral way, I tend to realize my mistake while I am still emotionally charged, so I am not always ready to acknowledge it or effectively communicate my apology, though I still try to either admit fault or tell the other person I’d like to discuss it after I have calmed down.

    Either way, I usually allow some amount of time for self reflection, which I think is better for me. It allows me to formulate my reasoning for apologizing/admitting my mistake, calm down, and let go of the ego. I have found that even if there is a long pause, the other person almost always will take the follow up discussion with kindness and respect, and appreciates the emotional/intellectual honesty and vulnerability. Nobody has ever rubbed it in my face. Which helps encourage the practice going forward.

    It also, in general, facilitates better real-time admission of incorrectness to practice in this way.


  • I have struggled against this for a long time. I tend to be a pretty prideful person and the urge to shift blame when I fuck up and deflect when faced with being wrong is something that has I have to actively work to correct. The difference for me came when I was younger in dealing with my parents: My dad was far from perfect and there were plenty of times he was in the wrong, but always made sure to sit down with me and apologize if he fucked up. My mom, for the most part, was better at avoiding being in the wrong in the first place, but when she was, I never once got her to apologize or admit her mistake. Of the two, I was hurt far more by the latter, and make it a point to be willing to admit my shortcomings.

    The most difficult part after I identified it as an issue is to not let my willingness to apologize/admit my mistake become a carte blanche for continuing the behavior. If I fuck up, apologizing only means something if I work on the mistake. If I am wrong about somethimg, I should learn about both the thing and where my misconceptions came from.

    For a lot of people, realizing it is an issue is difficult, because you first have to let go of the pride by acknowledging it. Shame isn’t a good motivator, as it makes most people double down on pride.



  • drailin@kbin.socialtoMemes@lemmy.mltough times
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    I got my Crohn’s diagnosis about 3 years ago. While it has been worth it, the amount I have spent on medication, procedures, doctor’s visits, etc has kept my credit card near its limit for years and is a constant source of anxiety. This is with decent insurance. I have a job that is flexible with hours, but between flare ups and infusions, I have to miss work semifrequently and someone not in my position could be in a very tenuous state with their employer. Not to mention the stress of fighting the insurance for coverage of medications that are thousands of dollars per dose and dealing with systemic incompetence of the people involved in every stage of the process. They all fail (doctor’s office, infusion clinic, insurance, etc) to communicate in anything resembling a timely manner without my constant pestering and prodding. It is torturous, and only marginally better than the symptoms themself, and I understand exactly why people forego treatment if they have deal with any one of these issues individually, let alone with all of them. Just so BCBS/UHC/etc can turn a profit off our suffering.


  • I can’t speak for OP, but for me it is just a different flavor profile. You do have to account for the added sweetness and fruitiness, but it can really open up the complexity of whatever dish you are making. It takes some experimentation for sure though to figure out how to balance the sweetness of fully ripe peppers.

    If you want a really sweet heat, a mango hot sauce/salsa with mango, hot red peppers, onion, lime juice and salt makes for a simple and delicious topping. They also work well in a chimichurri, where the fruitiness of the red pepper mixes well with the herbs and the garlic.

    For pico de gallo, tomatillo salsas, or stuffed peppers, I much prefer green peppers, as you want that punch of tangy/sour.


  • The salsa I made on Sunday night has been a big hit. I wanted a more smokey flavor, as I had found some chocolate habaneros at my local market and wanted to capitalize on the smokey/earthy profile of them. I see a couple chocolate varietals here, so I think it might substitute well with what you have. Here is my recipe:

    Ingredients:

    • 10 red jalapeños

    • 6 chocalate habaneros

    • 10 bird’s eyes

    • 2 dried ancho chilis

    • 2 dried arbol chilis

    • 6 medium roma tomatoes

    • 1.5 large onions (I did 1 red and 1/2 yellow)

    • 4 cloves of garlic

    • juice of 7 limes

    • salt, msg, and cilantro to taste

    Directions:

    1. Broil the Jalapeños, habaneros, and bird’s eyes together on high, about 6in from the heating element, until the tops of the Jalapeños are blackened. Flip all the peppers and repeat on the other side. Bring a small pot of water to a simmer.

    2. While the peppers are broiling, bring a pan to medium-high heat and smoke the dried chilis. This will fumigate the immediate area, so if you can, you might consider doing this outside.

    3. After the dried chiles have been darkened and are smoking, remove them from the heat, add the hot water to the pan, and cover to rehydrate the chiles for ~10min. You might need to flip the chilis after a few minutes if they aren’t fully submerged. SAVE THIS WATER!

    4. Remove the peppers from the broiler and set aside to cool. Chop the onions into halves and broil the tomatoes and onions on high until the tomato skins have split and blackened a bit.

    5. Flip the onion halves and tomatoes. You can also add the garlic at this point, but be very careful not to let it burn, otherwise it will spoil the flavor. Remove once the tomato skins have been blackened on both sides.

    6. Blend all the peppers, tomatoes, dried chilis, onions, garlic and lime juice together (unless you have a massive blender, you might want to use a large bowl and an immersion blender, as this is the “party size” recipe). Add the chili water from the rehydration until you achieve the desired consistency.

    7. Add the desired amount of cilanto and salt to taste. You can’t really go too far with the cilantro in terms of flavor (in my opinion) but this recipe makes a brilliant deep red salsa and too much cilantro can muddy it, though ymmv.

    8. If you have msg, I have found it adds a little extra special something to the recipe. Again, season to taste. I usually do a ratio of 1 to 2 msg to salt as a guideline, but really I just eyeball that shit and taste test it at every step.

    9. Let cool in the fridge (overnight ideally) and serve with anything salsa belongs on. This recipe also freezes well if it makes too much.

    You have quite a bit more heat here than I did, so my recomendation with what you have is to swap the 10 bird’s eyes with 5 Fatalii Jigsaws and the choco habaneros with the scorpions and the serpents. If this is for the general public to eat, I would only do 1 scorpion and 1 serpent. If you wanna fuck some shit up, do 2-3 serpents and 2-3 scorpions.

    This recipe was made for my friends and fiancee who can’t hang with me on spice, so it has some room to be hotter for someone who likes a really good kick in the ass.




  • drailin@kbin.socialtoMemes@lemmy.mlFun fact
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    No problem, sorry if that came off as snippy. it is something I actually still feel some latent guilt(?)/regret about since it was technically my fault that my parents had to lose one of their pets (I know it is illogical and I don’t actively blame myself, this happened 24 years ago and I was a literal toddler).

    The memory sucks, not gonna lie, but I luckily don’t remember the pain aspect. it had the positive effect of making me a staunch proponent for the well being of animals, even those perceived as dangerous. If it could happen with our sweet dog that had never shown any signs of aggression, I think we owe it to these creatures that rely on us to show them compasion.

    I agree completely that it is never the dog’s fault, and irresponsible dog ownership hurts the dog as much as those put at risk by the owner’s carelessness.


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    It was one of our family dogs, and we all loved her dearly. I was playing on the couch and fell off, landing on her tail and hurting her. She instictually snapped and it resulted in, unfortunately, the worst possible outcome (it is shitty, but it is one of my first well formed memories). Despite it being a freak one off, my parents couldn’t feel safe given what happened and rehomed her to a family friend who didn’t have children. She lived a long happy life and my dad still got to see her regularly, as he was heartbroken that he had to make this choice. I personally don’t think my parents letting their kid play around the family dog, one that they had since before I was born, should have their faces readjusted.





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    I had a decent section of my right side of my face forcibly removed via a dog bite when I was 3. The cosmetic surgeon did an amazing job putting my face back together (no visible scarring other than the puncture mark and my eyelid acts weird sometimes), but the rip started at the corner of my eye, and as a result, that hole never healed up quite right.

    It is about the size of a grain of rice and is really annoying. When I blow my nose, it acts as the third escape route for any congestion, which is gross as hell, popping my ears ranges from tricky to impossible, the eye is more watery than the other, and when I cry because my parents treated me like the fuck up that I truly am and I am undeserving of love, that eye is prone to irritation. I can make a really high pitch whine from it on demand though, so it is all worth it!