Good Food Review

To review “good food” it would probably be helpful to pick a food in specific that is good, as a review of good food overall would be pretty much limited to the sentence “good food is good.” I dislike spicy things, so that helps to narrow the search for what “good food” is in my opinion. Beyond that, there are some ingredients that I dislike (onions, zucchini, etc) that also limit out a significant number of dishes. My favorite foods usually involve seafood in some capacity, and I also like rice very much, so it seems the natural assumption that sushi is good food. Sushi is great because there’s little that can be done wrong. Sushi is such a simple food; the most basic pieces are just rice and fish wrapped in seaweed. Because of its simplicity it can be very easily made at home with few supplies (it’s also a lot of fun to do). There’s a lot that can be done with sushi such as some pieces containing cream cheese and other unusual ingredients. Wasabi is much too spicy for me, however, so I usually stick to soy sauce as my only addition. Sushi is good, I’m not really sure what else to say about it.

King Still King?

I'm not really sure what this prompt is supposed to mean. It's too vague for me to write anything meaningful that wouldn't feel hopelessly contrived. I'm going to take it as a question of whether or not leaders still function as monarchs. There are monarchies in the world I suppose, so some leaders must be monarchs. In other systems a case-by-case analysis is necessary. More charismatic leaders tend to achieve power akin to that of a monarch while others obviously do not.

I'm a Shoe

I guess I'm a shoe.

Edit: I can't say I believe any given shoe is the symbol of some group of people I belong to; I hate that type of thing. In this entry I had a choice between being contrived or barely writing anything. I chose the latter. I'm have too much of an angst-filled, teenager mindset for this type of thing right now.

Winter Poem

Since I have no talent for poetry and the title of this entry doesn't specify whether the poem is one I wrote or one I like, I'm going to assume it's the latter.
My favorite winter-themed poem is probably Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

I particularly like the last stanza of the poem.