semi-random flotsam
Sometimes things just work out. Even if you aren’t so sure they would, from the start.
Like, for instance… I know how to make pot roast. My recipe involves a small chuck roast, beefy onion soup, carrots and potatoes, and either 1.5 hours on the stove top, or all day in the slow cooker.
So I picked up a chuck roast last time I ordered groceries. Continue reading “All this, and she can cook too”
Sunday. Hazelnut coffee with a hint of cinnamon. Sleeping in. Intermittent flickers of work worry. And time to fix some food.
Specifically, today it’s turkey pot pie.
Continue reading “Lazy Sunday”
Oops. Once again, I abandoned my blog for extensive periods. My bad.
And there aren’t even any excuses, especially considering that puh-lenty of other people have managed to have lives and careers and hobbies and holidays Continue reading “Oops I did it again”
So I baked the no-knead bread that I started yesterday.
I’d tell you that it looks good, but they say a picture is worth a thousand words. And since I was able to jam my broken camera open long enough to snap a few shots, here you go: Continue reading “How yummy is that?”
Hot stuff, baby.
I like it hot! Continue reading “Spicy mama”
I met with the Ladies this morning. Not at my place… my apartment gets too stifling in the summer to have people over. Packing 6-10 more people in here at high temperatures… Continue reading “A soothing Saturday”
I’m weirdly, overly wary around knives. It will be my birthday, and someone will say something like, OK, birthday girl, you cut the cake! And I’ll refuse, if at all possible. Because I am not to be trusted around knives. Knives and I Continue reading “And that’s why I don’t play with knives”
