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It must be chilly tonight

ChiaLynn — Mon, 22 Dec 2008 02:29:17 +0000

Because the cat is determined that if she can’t be in someone’s lap, she’s going to take advantage of the warm air venting from our computers.

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More fun with Classic Cocktails

ChiaLynn — Wed, 17 Dec 2008 05:04:00 +0000

And my cameraphone…

This afternoon, struggling with a report I’ve been arguing with for two days (and finished about an hour ago), I was eying the drinks cart and wondering what else I could do with Patron Citronge. A quick dip in the Google pool led me to the Pegu Club Cocktail. There are several different recipes (this forum’s got a bunch of them); NovySan (having finished mixing a modified Long Island Iced Tea for himself) winged it once I gave him the basic proportions.

I hope he remembers the recipe, because it’s one of the best things I’ve ever had. Less sweet than a margarita, with a ginny bite like a martini (that’s a lime wedge, not an olive, just so ya’ know)… Yep. This is a good one.

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These shoes weren’t made for walking…

ChiaLynn — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 05:23:12 +0000

I walked a little over two miles in these shoes today.

And now, I’m having a margarita for my feet.

Purely medicinal, you know.

Can’t help it being tasty, too.

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The starter bomb

ChiaLynn — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 20:01:52 +0000

NovySan made bread last night. This inspired me to make a starter this afternoon, so we’ll have it for future loaves.

I cracked open the normally-very-reliable Bernard Clayton’s New Complete Book of Breads,
and selected a recipe for honey starter. Warm water – check. All-purpose flour – check. Yeast – check. Two tablespoons honey – check. Pour into a one quart jar with a tight-fitting lid? Hmm… Yes, there’s a jar – an old honey jar, in fact. Size? 48 ounces – more than a quart. Hmm… That seems very full, but that’s what the book says… Now, lid. Well, this one’s not exactly airtight, but it should do. (And do I want it really tight? Won’t there be gases from the fermentation? How will those escape?) Now, leave it somewhere warm… Aha, I’ll put it in this stockpot, next to the slow cooker – that’ll keep it cozy.

Half an hour later, I heard a sound. A sort of yeasty, moisty, burbly kind of sound.

I went to investigate.

And this is what I found.

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Oooh, look at all the pretty colors!

ChiaLynn — Sun, 09 Nov 2008 01:31:43 +0000

One of the things I miss most about Wyoming is the sunset. LA’s famously smog-enhanced sunsets have never matched, for me, the flame-edged clouds that crown Wyoming’s mountains, or the honeyed wash of light across the prairie.

Sometimes, though, LA sneaks up on me. Tonight, I looked out my back door and gasped.

Yeah, that’ll do.

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