Sunday, November 23, 2014

Simple Joys

Telling jokes with my goddaughters.

They have figured out gross jokes...

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Why I Take Pictures

I keep my camera and my camera phone nearby most of the time. 

Not because I am an award-winning photographer.

Not because I am much for selfies.

But because I want to remember the sweet crazy wonderful chaotic bits of the universe. 

This picture here? A whimsical table at Sam's Burgers, Fries, and Pies, where we had lunch with the extended family today.

I also took a picture of a giant truck carrying propane canisters. And of my son sleeping with his feet against my shoulder. And of weird things I found at various markets around time.

Our lives are so much richer and wider than any set of headlines flashing across a screen. 

And when we're lucky, there's pie.

Friday, November 21, 2014

A strange compulsion

Today I briefly considered rendering lard from pork fat. 

Maybe I am getting a little too obsessed with next week's tamalada...

Thursday, November 20, 2014


I'm taking a couple of days next week to hang out with a couple of friends. Packing has started, in my own special way.

#1. Presents
#2. Books I might have time to read
#3. Groceries for a cooking adventure

At some point I'll throw some clothes and toiletries in the bag. 

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Two Inches

I wore heels today. Small ones, to be certain, but I'm generally a flats sort of person. Gravity and I have a special relationship.

I'm sixty-four inches tall. So two-inch heels increase my height by... two inches. Five and a half feet is nothing. Being just two inches taller, though, is a noticeable shift in perspective. It's especially noticeable in my kitchen, where my barefoot self knows where every shelf and counter should be.

Tiny changes happen all the time, and sometimes something that seems insignificant can have a much larger impact--sometimes a blessing, sometimes a curse. Often uncomfortable.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Experi-fail, Thanksgiving Edition

I posted the other day about deciding to grill/smoke a turkey. Today I did the trial run.

The turkey was edible, and there was a certain novelty, but all in all, it was not a triumph.

  • It was rather a lot of work, including some butchery that was more than my kitchen shears and small hands could take on easily.
  • The smoke flavor was mild in the dark meat, and completely absent from the breast meat.
  • There were next to no drippings in the water pan I set up for that purpose, so I had to use the 'gravy bag' that comes with the turkey*. Meh.
As far as experiments go, I'm calling this one a fail, as it did not give me a viable option for Thanksgiving Day. I have many ideas of how it might be improved upon, if I have another low-risk opportunity to do the experiment again (work with turkey parts, adjust temps, start with boiling water in the drip pan to increase moisture in the system...) - but for the big day, I will stick with the tried and true.

*It turns out that my sons love that over-processed stuff the gravy bag makes. They claim it tastes like a pot pie.