So there you have it. You wake up one morning, stuff yourself stupid with lime and poppyseed pancakes, then think (or maybe even say out loud) “ZOMG my backyard needs a compost bin!” and immediately procure and erect same. I don’t even like gardening, but when M pointed out that composting all our kitchen scraps […]
Tagged banging onIn my last post, I waffled lyrical about one of my favourite features of knitting: restartability. Cock it up? Yank it back and start afresh. You usually don’t have to do a complete reboot; you can just unravel to the last set of increases or whatever and then restart from that point. Another kind of […]
Tagged restart, Yarn mysteriesThe big, awesome, wonderful thing that knitting has over everything else is the potential for restarting. I can’t be the first person who wishes they could extend this to the other things in their life. Party dissolves into tears and someone locking themselves in the toilet and refusing to come out? Rip it back to […]
Tagged restart, yarnosophyI finally finished reading “Sophie’s World“. You’ve probably heard of it: I don’t think more than two days in a row ever went by without someone commenting on me reading it and saying they loved it. Those who have read, oh, two sentences on this blog will be unsurprised to hear I have stuff to […]
Tagged reading timeI’m sure it’s just some sort of perception bias, or a symptom of the Baader-Meinhoff phenomenon, but I’m seeing a whole lotta brown in my cooking lately. And that’s no bad thing: Chocolate-coated coffee beans! Aw hell yes! Melt some chocolate in the microwave, tumble some roasted coffee beans through it until you’re sure they’re coated, […]
Tagged awesomeI wanted to share something special with you. The world’s most awesome sexy ugly pear. When asked if I wanted anything in particular from the fruit stall at the markets, I told M I wanted a single pear. (This dialogue makes us sound like Peter and Benjamin Bunny: be assured, immediately before this exchange, I […]
Tagged banging onI’ve been trusting the magical culinary dwarves in my kitchen a lot lately. And, frankly, I think that’s why I’ve had a string of duds. While they were out gathering dibbleberries or whatever the hell they eat (frankly, it smells disgusting), I had a sneaky peep in their quarters under the sink, and, well: all […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, foodI don’t know what’s happened lately — maybe I had some sort of culinary-specific stroke — but I am really on a string of duds at the moment. I’m staying philosophical for the time being: I scowl at the duds as they come out of the oven, then murmur something like “Nothing ventured, nothing gained”, […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, bakingI think I’ve mentioned before that I’m not a cakey person. Nor am I a fluffy sweet snack person. So when the urge to bake racked my head, heart and right-hand pinky today, I decided some wholesome breakfast loaf bakery was in order. I had my heart set on a spicy, moist carrot and zucchini […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, bakingI have a lot of respect for the power of habit. I think the brain — well, the whole damn sack of meat, really — is an astonishingly efficient system, one that identifies habits and streamlines things so you get better at doing the things you do most often. In some ways, this is awesome: […]
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