Make your own broth from concentrates and things like doenjang, miso, gochjang, hoisin, fish sauce etc. Then a bunch of veg. If I'm feeling it, ill use fresh veggies and prepare each accordingly, but if I'm making a quick bowl, a big handful of frozen veg does the trick.
Wow that is truly blowing my mind lol I guess I forgot that they use different breeds for whole chickens which run smaller. And the woody breast thing is a symptom of the birds getting huge really fast so I should have inferred they were getting that big but it's just like tripping me out. Like a dinosaur chicken lol. Chicken sourcing is tough right now, especially if purchasing from a farm is out of the question, and unfortunately, for most it is. Glad you rescued that one! Good luck out there!
All my blinds and curtains are open during the day and if weather permits the windows are open too. After sundown, we prefer a slightly lower light, not so much that our eyes are straining, but all of our light is soft white and we rarely turn on every light source.
I deal with it with grace, understanding, and compassion. I'm gay, but as a white cis man I still have obscene amounts of privilege. I feel a bit like a double agent. I'm a minority, but as I move through the world I am afforded all of the privilege that patriarchy can offer. And I can say with full confidence, the misandry I encounter pales in comparison to the homophobia I encounter. This goes for online as well as irl. And "pales in comparison" is inadequate. It's so not even on the same playing field. They are not even comparable. I get it. It's rougher to be a straight man than it's ever been. I routinely get "mistreated" because I'm a bearded white guy who looks like Steve from Minnesota. But having a woman be less polite to me now and then is nowhere near what I go through as a queer. Especially growing up. I used to pray every night for god to kill me. Because I am queer. Not because I am a man. And I've tried to explain this to my brothers, and they don't get it and can't help but feel like the victim in all of this. And I bet you will align with them. But hopefully someone reading this will hear it. Yes, you are struggling. But fucking cope. Cope. Sharpen your coping skills. Because you have still been spared in a way you can't even comprehend.
Man, that must suck to be so incredibly insecure that you project your need for constant validation on to, quite literally, the most innocuous thing.