return of the interview meme!
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salineaIf you are willing to be interviewed (five questions) just comment and say so and I will cheerfully interrogate you. Then you post the answers and the same offer in your journal. My answers are below the cut:
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schemingreader
1. What is your favorite traditional Jewish food? (Since your mom is Sephardi and you live in Paris, this is an interesting question for me!)
I'm not sure about what counts as traditional Jewish, by comparison with traditionnal Maghrebin. But I love couscous, and my favourite is Loubya couscous which is a couscous with beans and a cumin sauce... deliiiicious. I also love something called coca, which is a ratatouille (peppers & tomatoes) inside a pasta. Boy describing food in English is difficult. I also love chicken in an onion sauce.
There you go, couscous loubia : http://www.cuisine-pied-noir.com/recette_453_couscous_loubia.html
There's a (very big) coca : http://picasaweb.google.com/bibiche.cazajous/CuisineFamiliale/photo#5083275445016752546
2. Do you know how to dance? What is the first song that you danced to, as far as you remember?
I'm all instinct no knowledge about dancing. I can't remember the first song I danced to because I used to dance all the time when I was a very little girl. Like, seriously, if there was a street musician around I'd go up and start dancing. I guess it must have been cute. I really liked dancing and wanted to learn to dance. My parents brought me to Modern Jazz dance lessons when I was 5, but I didn't like it. I thought it wasn't real dancing, I wanted to do some classical dancing. When I was 7 they finally brought me to classic dance lessons, but then I was too old (compared to the other students), and, really, I didn't like the place so I stopped going. And that's the story about me and dancing.
3. Venus as a boy: What does he look like? What color are his eyes and hair, and how tall is he?
Genderbending, sweet!
My ideal image of boy is black-haired (long enough to have a texture but not long) and green-eyed, medium height (I'm really not crazy about very tall men ^^). Muscular of course but in a tight, wry way. I love good cheekbones. He's got a tight & bouncy asscheeks too ^^. To get away from the shallower stuff, he also has a nice smile and lots of humour in the eyes ^_^ No facial hair but it's got more to do with it being disagreeable when kissing than aesthetics.
4. We go camping and build a fire. What songs do you want to sing while it burns down? What should we cook in it?
Well food wise, potatoes warped in alluminium are ♥ and since you're a vegetarians I'd trust you to bring out some good vegetables we could cook also on it (I've no idea what would be best). For dessert bananas also done in alluminium and with some chocolate inside (yummy! yummy!). I've also heard good stuff about camemberg cooks on campfire so we could try that out.
For the songs, most of the campfire songs are in French of course. Like Il s'appellait Stewball (okay, I'm sure this one has an English version), and the Noe song, Santiano, and le petit âne gris. I could probably sing all of Starmania too. And classics like George Brassens, Aznavour, Jacque Brel...
But since we're camping together I'd bet we'd end up singing songs by the Beatles! I'd love that. We could invitemechaieh over so we could sing some Francis Cabrel as well and... I'm sure there was someone fond of Frances Gall somewhere on my flist.
And then our poor potatoes would be burned because we spent so much time singing. Oooops.
5. We've traveled to my city and to yours and seen all the many beautiful sights. Now we're going on your dream trip to someplace else. Where is it?
Hahahaha. Lots of different landscapes I'd like to see. You know what I'm curious about would be the desert or the steppes. So let's say Mongolia, with long horse riding sessions. I'd love to see that.
(note: I know I suck at finding questions, so I'll only answer the meme for the first 5 people to comment. Sorry ^_^;;)
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schemingreader1. What is your favorite traditional Jewish food? (Since your mom is Sephardi and you live in Paris, this is an interesting question for me!)
I'm not sure about what counts as traditional Jewish, by comparison with traditionnal Maghrebin. But I love couscous, and my favourite is Loubya couscous which is a couscous with beans and a cumin sauce... deliiiicious. I also love something called coca, which is a ratatouille (peppers & tomatoes) inside a pasta. Boy describing food in English is difficult. I also love chicken in an onion sauce.
There you go, couscous loubia : http://www.cuisine-pied-noir.com/recette_453_couscous_loubia.html
There's a (very big) coca : http://picasaweb.google.com/bibiche.cazajous/CuisineFamiliale/photo#5083275445016752546
2. Do you know how to dance? What is the first song that you danced to, as far as you remember?
I'm all instinct no knowledge about dancing. I can't remember the first song I danced to because I used to dance all the time when I was a very little girl. Like, seriously, if there was a street musician around I'd go up and start dancing. I guess it must have been cute. I really liked dancing and wanted to learn to dance. My parents brought me to Modern Jazz dance lessons when I was 5, but I didn't like it. I thought it wasn't real dancing, I wanted to do some classical dancing. When I was 7 they finally brought me to classic dance lessons, but then I was too old (compared to the other students), and, really, I didn't like the place so I stopped going. And that's the story about me and dancing.
3. Venus as a boy: What does he look like? What color are his eyes and hair, and how tall is he?
Genderbending, sweet!
My ideal image of boy is black-haired (long enough to have a texture but not long) and green-eyed, medium height (I'm really not crazy about very tall men ^^). Muscular of course but in a tight, wry way. I love good cheekbones. He's got a tight & bouncy asscheeks too ^^. To get away from the shallower stuff, he also has a nice smile and lots of humour in the eyes ^_^ No facial hair but it's got more to do with it being disagreeable when kissing than aesthetics.
4. We go camping and build a fire. What songs do you want to sing while it burns down? What should we cook in it?
Well food wise, potatoes warped in alluminium are ♥ and since you're a vegetarians I'd trust you to bring out some good vegetables we could cook also on it (I've no idea what would be best). For dessert bananas also done in alluminium and with some chocolate inside (yummy! yummy!). I've also heard good stuff about camemberg cooks on campfire so we could try that out.
For the songs, most of the campfire songs are in French of course. Like Il s'appellait Stewball (okay, I'm sure this one has an English version), and the Noe song, Santiano, and le petit âne gris. I could probably sing all of Starmania too. And classics like George Brassens, Aznavour, Jacque Brel...
But since we're camping together I'd bet we'd end up singing songs by the Beatles! I'd love that. We could invite
mechaieh over so we could sing some Francis Cabrel as well and... I'm sure there was someone fond of Frances Gall somewhere on my flist.And then our poor potatoes would be burned because we spent so much time singing. Oooops.
5. We've traveled to my city and to yours and seen all the many beautiful sights. Now we're going on your dream trip to someplace else. Where is it?
Hahahaha. Lots of different landscapes I'd like to see. You know what I'm curious about would be the desert or the steppes. So let's say Mongolia, with long horse riding sessions. I'd love to see that.
(note: I know I suck at finding questions, so I'll only answer the meme for the first 5 people to comment. Sorry ^_^;;)
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Date: 22 January 2008 08:14 am (UTC)1) This is actually a fantasy of mine. It would be called Magneto's School for Gifted Youngsters, and would be in the castle on Bannerman's Island (which has been in ruins for the last century or so; I would have to rebuild the insides) which is an island about halfway up the Hudson river. Not too far from that fool Charles' school in Westchester. (The castle sits between Putnam and Orange counties, so about one county up, and also in a river.)
And I would teach mutants.
(No, I do not think Charles Xavier or X-men-like mutants are real. Nor do I think I am in any way, shape or form Magneto or any other character. You didn't friend one of those "otakin" or whatever the fuck those nuts are calling themselves now. But mutants are very real, and they are among us. They just aren't as cool as in the movies. Mostly I'm talking about things like Asperger's Syndrome. I just really liked the idea in the X-men movies of taking care of your own and giving them a place to blossom.
And calling yourselves Homo Superior and being elitist.Because autistics are so the X-men, you know, but with less eye contact and more nervous habits and way less telekinesis and just about no turning things to ice with your mind. But other than that, the resemblance is uncanny.)2) Didn't you read the last one? I have superpowarz!
j/k, j/k.
I would probably get telepathy, because if people didn't bother me enough already, I'd be cursed to hear their boring, stupid thoughts all the time, too. But if there's any justice in the world and I actually got a power I wanted, it would be the ability to turn invisible.
Oh, who are we kidding. I'd get the power of radioactive cancer tumors, and we know it. >.> Which is still better than the telepathy.
3) Ohohoho.
There have been times already when I was highly tempted to kill. Probably more interesting are the reasons I did not do so.
3a) I is dum and would leave bloody fingerprints all over the body, the knife, the computer (because after killing them I'd check my email on their computer, as I'm an addict and can't really be away that long) and the refrigerator (killing is hungry work!). Would go to jail.
3b) Before I managed to actually snuff out that spark of life, I'm sure I'd get knocked on the ground and either killed on the spot, or jailed for assault/attempted murder. Chuck Norris I ain't. Also, note sad lack of superpowarz.
3c) I have to think a long time about these things to make sure I won't feel guilty. I'm the sort of person who would have to justify murder in their own mind first. However, despite excellent vision, I'm horribly faceblind, so by the time I've steeled myself for the life of a cold-blooded killer, I can't remember what my victim looked like, and would probably end up killing someone with the same color hair.
3d) I'd get just as much satisfaction from slashing the bitch's tires. Really, my needs are easily met. And the jail sentence for that is shorter. Knife?
Truth to be told, while I've had the fleeting homicidal impulse from time to time, like Asimov's robots, I'd self-destruct before I actually reached the point where I'd be willing to kill or seriously hurt anyone. By the time I get that fucked up, it's usually my own life I'm endangering. So.