Beauty and the Beast and the Beauty and the Other Beauty

It turns out that if some people post something like, "Disney is terrible for this" or "How dare Disney!" or "SINNERS!" or whatever, I have to go see for myself if the subject of their scorn is worthy of their scorn. And I have to take the girls. We need three sets of eyes to evaluate the facts and decide for ourselves, right?


Thus, the girls and I joined the rest of the world who prefers to see things for themselves and went to Beauty and the Beast this weekend.

Which, first of all, that sub-plot that had some people's panties in a wad? Was pretty darn fantastic. Good job, Disney. It has already been nearly two decades since I worked at Disney World and it's good to see that the rich rat is taking his inclusive policies and continuing to grow them. There's still work to do, but having characters who reflect reality and diverse relationships is a start.

Also, the scene at the end with the character with that super minor plotline that you only noticed because some people were upset about it? Totally made Alexis do the happy sigh sound and whisper, "They're so cute." So! I think maybe she gets that whole "love your neighbor" thing.


If you haven't gone to see Beauty and the Beast yet, you should go. Alexis has declared it the best movie ever. I'm not quite ready to go that far (10 Things I Hate About You can never be beaten), but I did think it was good. That said, I need other people to go see it so I can figure out if a little thing that caught me off guard is just me.

So, is it just me or is it more obviously weird that the movie is about a girl falling in love with a talking buffalo who is holding her hostage? Yes? Because I realize that was the story all along, but it felt more obvious in this version. Or maybe that was just because I was watching it with the girls, one of which is right smack in the middle of "ZOMG BOOOOOOYSSSSS" and the other who thinks every bad idea is an idea worth trying.

Yes, Mila will try to dance with a buffalo just to see what happens. She has THAT kind of dedication to her bad ideas. However, Mila also has achieved an important milestone. I can now officially say that she knows based on the music that is playing that it's time to hide her face. Why a kid who isn't scared of anything feels the need to hide her face during the scary parts of a movie, I don't know, but she does. Every single time the music grew a little intense during the movie, Mila hid.

She's really super snuggly when she's hiding her face.

Which, that falls in line as the third best reason we will need to go see Beauty and the Beast again. The top of the list is because it was so good. The second reason is because, as Alexis said, "It's Emma Watson from Harry Potter and now she's my favorite princess so BEST MOVIE EVER!"

And snuggles.

The third reason is snuggles.

Or maybe I should just play doomsday-something-scary-is-about-to-happen music everywhere we go. That might work, too.



Spinach and Feta Frittata

Approximately all of the years ago, I was a Spanish Translation major at Kent State. I currently use that fancy degree to snoop on conversations that people assume I can't understand and that's about it. In other words, my Spanish is rustier than a pile of broken down cars in a junk yard. It's not the fault of the Spanish Translation program at Kent, though. I just happened to go in a different direction. Other people who were in that program went on to do great things, like work as a translator for the United Nations.

Marta was one of those people I encountered in Spanish class. She is from Salamanaca, Spain, but attended college in Ohio for six years. While I bailed right after getting my Bachelors Degree, Marta continued on to get her Masters. It was in her last year that she met Chad and blah, blah, blah. Happily every after and ::gag::

They're STILL really ridiculous together and it has been 15 years since they got married.

Marta has done the United Nations translator thing (Which, it's seriously one of the hardest jobs in the world. The stress of having your interpretation of words mean the difference between conflict and peace is crazypants.). She is currently doing the  "pay it forward" thing as a Spanish professor in the United States. Now a US Citizen, she is and has always been one of the nicest people I know. Also, she throws a mean right. Ahem.

ANYWAY, Marta sent me her recipe for a Spinach and Feta Frittata a while ago, and this seems as good of a time as any to post it. She prefers the oven method for cooking frittatas, while I'm on the record as preferring stove top.


Either way, you do you. But do a frittata. And serve it on a nice crusty bread because bocadillos de tortilla are the best.

(For the record, Marta sent this to me in Spanish and made me translate it. Look at me using my fancy degree! Weeeee!)

Bocadillo de tortilla con espinicas y feta

3 tablespoons olive oil
6-8 small potatoes, diced
2 small onions, diced
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon black pepper
1/2 teaspoon dried taragon
2 handfuls fresh baby spinach
8 large eggs
1/4 cup heavy cream
1/2 cup feta cheese

1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

2. Whisk eggs and cream in small bowl.

3. Using an oven-safe skillet, heat the oil to medium. Add the diced potatoes, onions, salt, pepper, and taragon and cook until softened. Add the spinach then eggs. Top with feta cheese.

4. Cook until the egg starts to set, about 10 minutes. Place in the oven to finish cooking. It takes about 20 minutes.

5. Allow to cool for a few minutes before cutting.


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