I really don't know what I'm doing so why not record it and post it?
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Monday, June 26, 2017
Ebony Does: Her Mushroom Tacos!
Now I know I probably pissed some people off by saying mushroom tacos! That ain't no damn taco!? Am I right? Well, for those like me who need a break from meat or for those who don't eat meat or want to try something new. I give you my Mushroom Tacos!
Ingredients:
What you need are beautiful portobello mushrooms.
Onion Powder
Garlic powder
Cajun Seasoning
Pepper
Olive Oil
Worcestershire Sauce
Green Pepper
Onion (of your choosing)
Avocado
Onion (of your choosing)
Avocado
And what ever else amazing topping you like.
Next step is pretty easy! Combine your oil, Worcestershire sauce, garlic powder, onion powder, Cajun seasoning and pepper into a bowl. Then after it's mixed put the ingredients into a ziplock bag and let it sit for up-to 2 hours.
Now let's move onto another step that always makes me super happy! Turn on that stove baby and lets saute some onions and peppers!
Now that thos bad boys are cooking and having your kitchen smelling real nice. Add whatever spices to your liking to the onions and peppers. The only thing I add to is is garlic. GARLIC ME UP! This time its minced garlic and not garlic powder.
When your up-to 2 hours is done for the mushrooms, it's time to grill those babies!
The final step, grab that tortilla, your onions, peppers and toppings that make you say YUMMMM and dig in! I like a honey cajun dressing on my tacos with some cilantro and pico de gallo in there. I always put a bit of cajun seasoning and anything to make it spicy. Dress it how you like and dig in!
Thanks again to Dan for being willing to be my taste tester! He loved them :D
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Ebony Does: Replacing Laptop Screen
Look, I grew up like this, if it's broke don't throw it away try to fix it until there's no more options and THEN toss it! I carried that way of thinking with me into my adult life. I've learned how to fix minor issues with my car belt, break pads, do my weave, cook certain things all via YouTube; and now I'm learning how to fix my laptop screen! Call me Ms.Fix-It!
The screen was only $30 on amazon, and my computer is now worth maybe $300. The programs on this laptop is where the hard money comes in. I have all my production and editing programs that I got FOR FREE on this laptop! If I were to toss it because of a broken screen, I would spend way more on a new laptop and I would have to buy all those programs. No thank you!
So first I watched about a million YouTube videos trying to figure out what I need. I can put down my power tool (disappointed) because I simply needed a flat head and phillps screw driver and a pair of tweezers.
Side note: having a video that's over 20 minutes long for this project makes no sense! Now that I went through the process, I'm going to need these guys to talk a little faster, there's no reason to be sloth.
Now that I'm properly armed, I'm ready to take on this task! Lets get this screen off!!
My excitement was quickly stopped because I forgot... I fast forwarded past 15 minutes and missed the part where he showed how to take the screen off.
Okay, now I'm back in the game! I watched the painful 10 minutes and now I can take off the frame and I'm unscrewing the little screws. I need glasses because those screw were WAY to small!
BOOM SHAKA LAKA! I got it! Ya girl is good! Don't want to toot my own horn but TOOT TOOT!
This damn broken screen! I want to toss it, snap it, throw it against the wall, bite it! If you can't tell it's caused me a lot of frustration!
Put the new screen on, screwed everything in correctly. Bodda bing, bodda boom it's fixed! That damn 20 minute video for less then 5 minutes of work.
Then I remembered my other laptop has a broken screen too.. Do NOT judge me! My nickname is Murph for Murphy's Law, anything that can go wrong will! But now that I'm a pro, I got this!
Why hello baby, mama is glad to have you back! :D You can learn anything from YouTube. You have no excuses!
The screen was only $30 on amazon, and my computer is now worth maybe $300. The programs on this laptop is where the hard money comes in. I have all my production and editing programs that I got FOR FREE on this laptop! If I were to toss it because of a broken screen, I would spend way more on a new laptop and I would have to buy all those programs. No thank you!
So first I watched about a million YouTube videos trying to figure out what I need. I can put down my power tool (disappointed) because I simply needed a flat head and phillps screw driver and a pair of tweezers.
Side note: having a video that's over 20 minutes long for this project makes no sense! Now that I went through the process, I'm going to need these guys to talk a little faster, there's no reason to be sloth.
Now that I'm properly armed, I'm ready to take on this task! Lets get this screen off!!
My excitement was quickly stopped because I forgot... I fast forwarded past 15 minutes and missed the part where he showed how to take the screen off.
Okay, now I'm back in the game! I watched the painful 10 minutes and now I can take off the frame and I'm unscrewing the little screws. I need glasses because those screw were WAY to small!
BOOM SHAKA LAKA! I got it! Ya girl is good! Don't want to toot my own horn but TOOT TOOT!
This damn broken screen! I want to toss it, snap it, throw it against the wall, bite it! If you can't tell it's caused me a lot of frustration!
Put the new screen on, screwed everything in correctly. Bodda bing, bodda boom it's fixed! That damn 20 minute video for less then 5 minutes of work.
Then I remembered my other laptop has a broken screen too.. Do NOT judge me! My nickname is Murph for Murphy's Law, anything that can go wrong will! But now that I'm a pro, I got this!
Why hello baby, mama is glad to have you back! :D You can learn anything from YouTube. You have no excuses!
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Damon Wayans Jr Talks About His Comedy Tour, Why He Left New Girl, Who The Funniest Wayans Is & More!
Another member from my favorite family came by! We chit chatted and no he doesn't smoke weed.. he sees creepy things when he does!
SHOWS At Comedy Works SOUTH
Thur 6/15 7:30pm
Fri 6/16 7:15pm & 9:45pm
Sat 6/17 7:15pm & 9:45pm
Thur 6/15 7:30pm
Fri 6/16 7:15pm & 9:45pm
Sat 6/17 7:15pm & 9:45pm
Tickets available at ComedyWorks.com
Monday, June 12, 2017
La Di Da Di
La di da di
can easily be finished with we like to party
But instead of drowning myself in Uncle Snoop songs
I'm drowning in a song of my own.
La di da di
as I watched a mama bird feed her baby
a squirrel frantically struggling to find their nuts
a coyote slyly move to the back woods because daylight is quickly approaching
I breathe in and focus on the earth
I feel my heart beating in a different way
my eyes seeing things I normal mistake as bad but in reality it's good
my tongue releasing an ode of gratitude to the up high
La di da di
as I pay attention to the creases in my face
the lines on my backside
the freckles on my cheeks
the scars on my arms
while all being aware of the scars on my heart
La di da di
as I make breakfast
egg whites and turkey sausage
no juice but instead I drink water
sit at my counter as I watch the second hand
do a seductive dance past the minute hand wanting him to catch her
but the thing is he never does.
La di da di
as I drive to work with no music just peace.
no thought just an eagerness to hear a message from God
my Papa, oh how I want to hear his voice so badly.
I watch the happiness from the geese when the grass is green
I hear the love in the voice of the birds as they land on a steady firm tree branch
La di da di
As I reminisce on one of the best moments of my life
not wanting it to end
but you see
that damn thing called time, calls for an ending of all things when it's right.
But that's when my friend steps in
Memory
She holds all my la di da di's
She loves bringing them up so I can sink back into that place
She loves long conversations of reminiscing
She even loves making me cry
So even though it's over for the moment
I'll still
La di da di
Until next time.
<3 Ebony
can easily be finished with we like to party
But instead of drowning myself in Uncle Snoop songs
I'm drowning in a song of my own.
La di da di
as I watched a mama bird feed her baby
a squirrel frantically struggling to find their nuts
a coyote slyly move to the back woods because daylight is quickly approaching
I breathe in and focus on the earth
I feel my heart beating in a different way
my eyes seeing things I normal mistake as bad but in reality it's good
my tongue releasing an ode of gratitude to the up high
La di da di
as I pay attention to the creases in my face
the lines on my backside
the freckles on my cheeks
the scars on my arms
while all being aware of the scars on my heart
La di da di
as I make breakfast
egg whites and turkey sausage
no juice but instead I drink water
sit at my counter as I watch the second hand
do a seductive dance past the minute hand wanting him to catch her
but the thing is he never does.
La di da di
as I drive to work with no music just peace.
no thought just an eagerness to hear a message from God
my Papa, oh how I want to hear his voice so badly.
I watch the happiness from the geese when the grass is green
I hear the love in the voice of the birds as they land on a steady firm tree branch
La di da di
As I reminisce on one of the best moments of my life
not wanting it to end
but you see
that damn thing called time, calls for an ending of all things when it's right.
But that's when my friend steps in
Memory
She holds all my la di da di's
She loves bringing them up so I can sink back into that place
She loves long conversations of reminiscing
She even loves making me cry
So even though it's over for the moment
I'll still
La di da di
Until next time.
<3 Ebony
Sunday, June 11, 2017
Ebony Does: Black Peel of Mask
Because at times I listen to my friends. Then I realized that most of the time I'm better off ignoring their advice. Okay, I guess I can stop being dramatic! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I prep myself by watching the horror videos and reading the horrible comments which caused me to psych myself out. Once I finally got it over with, it's like getting a Brazilian but on your face, seeing how I accidentally got some of my eyebrow hair and baby hair in the mask -_- . Round of applause for those who can do this more than once, I'm good I'll stick to my normal clay masks.
Sunday, June 4, 2017
Ebony Does: Chrissy Teigen Cravings
I do a lot of different things, and I realized that I'm horrible at documenting and sharing them! So that stops TODAY! Kicking off my new blog series Ebony Does with something that I love to do! COOK! The kitchen is my best friend and I love making up my own recipes and trying new ones out. This time, I'm trying something spicy and sweet from the awesome Chrissy Teigen from her latest cookbook Cravings.
After you combine all the ingredients, you put it in a blender or food processor! This is where the disappointment came in, when it came to letting it marinate. I was starving when I was doing this new recipe. So waiting a full 24 hours, hurt me to my bone marrow.
NOW WE'RE BACK!
A Full 24 hours later! The chicken has marinated and my stomach is growling. I put the chicken in the oven and now it's time for me to make the mango salsa which is simple.
You'll need a mango, onion, cilantro, lime juice, lime zest, salt and pepper. I added tomatoes because I love tomatoes.
After you mix it all together, why not enjoy the pit of the mango and eat the rest of the mango from the skins? You can't let that go to waste and I make it a point to eat EVERYTHING, we do NOT waste food in my house!
The Chipotle Honey Chicken With Avocado Mango Salsa
That face right there, is full of disappointment when I found out that I had to marinate the chicken. It says for 2 -24 hours, but knowing me; I had to do it for the full 24 hours.
The sauce was awesome: chipotle peppers in adobo sauce, your favorite bourbon or whiskey, your favorite bbq sauce, garlic cloves, lime and brown sugar! First I want to say that my new found love for chipotles in adobo sauce is much appreciated so thank you Chrissy! After you combine all the ingredients, you put it in a blender or food processor! This is where the disappointment came in, when it came to letting it marinate. I was starving when I was doing this new recipe. So waiting a full 24 hours, hurt me to my bone marrow.
NOW WE'RE BACK!
A Full 24 hours later! The chicken has marinated and my stomach is growling. I put the chicken in the oven and now it's time for me to make the mango salsa which is simple.
You'll need a mango, onion, cilantro, lime juice, lime zest, salt and pepper. I added tomatoes because I love tomatoes.
After you mix it all together, why not enjoy the pit of the mango and eat the rest of the mango from the skins? You can't let that go to waste and I make it a point to eat EVERYTHING, we do NOT waste food in my house!
After the chicken was in the oven for about 40 minutes, It's ready!
I think it turned out great, but of course I had to have someone else try it to confirm! Thanks to Dan for coming by and being my food tester.
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Backhanded Compliments (Insert Eye Roll Here)
Let's give it up for the backhanded compliments. The ones that are meant to uplift you but when you truly think about it, they're pretty offensive. Here's one that I get and it really makes my blood boil.
"You're so pretty! What are you mixed with?"
or the
"Wow! You can't be fully black"
or the
"Wow! You can't be fully black"
Can we insert all of the eye-rolling emojis here? All of them times a million! Not only do people say that, they seriously look at me waiting for me to explain some type of alien exotic mixture that no man has ever heard of. Waiting on my next word as if I'm some type of art project. Or something that should be entered into the science fair. Or some type of being that needs to be examined by the best doctors in the world just so they can discover my DNA.
Then it hit me, people who say that have no idea why it's so offensive. There's so much ignorance in this world and a lot of people are walking around uneducated but prance around like they are. Well friend, that is why I'm here. To help you understand the offensive nature that is you and your "compliments".
Then it hit me, people who say that have no idea why it's so offensive. There's so much ignorance in this world and a lot of people are walking around uneducated but prance around like they are. Well friend, that is why I'm here. To help you understand the offensive nature that is you and your "compliments".
Why do I have to be mixed to be beautiful? As if I can't just be black? I have to be something else. I was ranting about this to a friend and he said "But Ebony, you are heavily mixed, you even posted your ancestry results." It was clear that he didn't get the point either, which was
Why can't me being black define itself as beautiful?
I mean there are people who try to get darker by tanning, get injections on body parts that come naturally to me, copy the dance moves, music and whatever else that was created in Africa but put a different face on it. And my favorite, people who steal my ancestors styles and call them a trend aka corn rows and stiletto nails to name a few. But no, you have to assume that I have to be mixed with something because of the Hollywood portrayal of my kind, and what's high lighted on the news is all that you chose to believe.
There's always a double standard between races, body type, sexes and ages. The back handed compliments are no way, shape or form limited to race. A girlfriend of mine received one that said "wow you're so pretty for a big girl!" So as I write, I realized that I'm not offended by the "compliment" instead, I'm embarrassed for the people who say. Would you be offended if someone said that to you?
And to go back to what my friend said about me being mixed. This is America where being mixed means absolutely nothing because my skin in brown. Just because they have a new box when you take tests or apply for jobs that say "mixed" doesn't mean that people will stop looking me as just another black woman. That doesn't mean that the sales associate won't follow me in the isles. That doesn't meant that the random pat downs at the airport will stop. That doesn't mean that the objectification or expected stereotypes will disappear. That doesn't mean that the stares when I enter into an all-white facility will stop. That doesn't mean that I won't end up like Sandra Bland one day. That's doesn't mean that my rights actually matter or that my life does. Because honey, no matter what's in my DNA I'm black, and I'm proud of it; just like how everyone should be proud of who they are and where they came from.
If black wasn't beautiful, then why is it copied on a daily basis?
But then again, this is a place where a black woman can sound uneducated and ghetto and society drags her through all kinds of hell. While someone like Danielle Bergoli aka 'cash me outside' from the Palms in Florida; can drop out of elementary school and make a living off of mimicking that very black woman who's torn to shreds by society.
There's always a double standard between races, body type, sexes and ages. The back handed compliments are no way, shape or form limited to race. A girlfriend of mine received one that said "wow you're so pretty for a big girl!" So as I write, I realized that I'm not offended by the "compliment" instead, I'm embarrassed for the people who say. Would you be offended if someone said that to you?
And to go back to what my friend said about me being mixed. This is America where being mixed means absolutely nothing because my skin in brown. Just because they have a new box when you take tests or apply for jobs that say "mixed" doesn't mean that people will stop looking me as just another black woman. That doesn't mean that the sales associate won't follow me in the isles. That doesn't meant that the random pat downs at the airport will stop. That doesn't mean that the objectification or expected stereotypes will disappear. That doesn't mean that the stares when I enter into an all-white facility will stop. That doesn't mean that I won't end up like Sandra Bland one day. That's doesn't mean that my rights actually matter or that my life does. Because honey, no matter what's in my DNA I'm black, and I'm proud of it; just like how everyone should be proud of who they are and where they came from.
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