My household is made up of handy people *blows kisses*
I live in a time where I can look at a lighted screen and see people dancing for no other reason than that they wanted other people to see them dancing.
I’m happy that I discovered there’s a Lil Nas X documentary out. I only got to watch ten minutes of it before a student texted me with an issue that took an hour to deal with, and now it’s too late and I need to get to bed, but it just gives me something to look forward to watching tomorrow.
(1) Bravissimi (I don’t know all the genders involved) for your household—you can take care of your habitat, and therefore of yourselves and each other!
(2) And in some cases you can use that screen to enjoy people’s dancing long after their deaths: what sorcery is this?)
(3) The better to preserve food collected at its peak for months after its acquisition (as well as enabling the likes of ice cream and smoothies!)
Mind if I contribute three of my own?
(1) I made it to the store and back without getting caught in any of the surrounding thunderstorms.
(2) Not only is it possible to microwave-roast three consecutive pieces of meat* in a base of powdered bouillon and dried minced onion, to delectable effect, but deglazing the dish yields a rich dark caramelized broth, with salt, umami, and a touch of bitterness that lends depth.
(3) I can’t say yet that I’ve made friends among my new neighbors, but they’ve proven courteous and genuinely helpful, asking about my well-being if I look wilted and often helping me hoist my shopping cart over the threshold because that’s what you do for infirm elders (after asking if I need assistance without making a big honking production out of it.)
Add about half a teaspoon of regular old molasses (like you'd put in baked beans or Boston brow bread) to the pan, it adds a certain dark umami and a hint of bitterness. I put it in all my stir-fries since I remembered the "Chinese bead molasses" they used to sell in the supermarket. Baking molasses is the same damn thing.
Hey, you can't make baked beans without molasses, and it's good as a starting point for barbecue sauce. And some people won't eat corn meal mush or grits without a dollop of molasses.
I am happy for you that you are surrounded by handy people. I grew up among handy people, and I've tried to make myself as handy as humanly possible, because you never can tell what you might find yourself needing to do at any moment. (sew up your pants that ripped, make dinner for seven people out of five frozen pork chops and some rice, reinstall Windows on your computer, put up a shelf,change a flat tire, etc)
And I'm glad the human race still includes people who want other people to watch them dance! And adorable children who want to dance, and are trying to figure out how. And the nice baker whose video showed me how to twist my bread dough into interesting shapes.
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Date: 2024-08-27 04:01 am (UTC)I’m happy that I discovered there’s a Lil Nas X documentary out. I only got to watch ten minutes of it before a student texted me with an issue that took an hour to deal with, and now it’s too late and I need to get to bed, but it just gives me something to look forward to watching tomorrow.
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Date: 2024-08-27 07:14 am (UTC)(2) And in some cases you can use that screen to enjoy people’s dancing long after their deaths: what sorcery is this?)
(3) The better to preserve food collected at its peak for months after its acquisition (as well as enabling the likes of ice cream and smoothies!)
Mind if I contribute three of my own?
(1) I made it to the store and back without getting caught in any of the surrounding thunderstorms.
(2) Not only is it possible to microwave-roast three consecutive pieces of meat* in a base of powdered bouillon and dried minced onion, to delectable effect, but deglazing the dish yields a rich dark caramelized broth, with salt, umami, and a touch of bitterness that lends depth.
(3) I can’t say yet that I’ve made friends among my new neighbors, but they’ve proven courteous and genuinely helpful, asking about my well-being if I look wilted and often helping me hoist my shopping cart over the threshold because that’s what you do for infirm elders (after asking if I need assistance without making a big honking production out of it.)
*A fatty pork rib and two chicken thighs.
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Date: 2024-08-29 06:47 pm (UTC)And I'm glad the human race still includes people who want other people to watch them dance! And adorable children who want to dance, and are trying to figure out how. And the nice baker whose video showed me how to twist my bread dough into interesting shapes.