Well. not right now. Because I need to finish "Underground" first, and working on that is the plan for the day.
I meant to say: thatpotteryguy sent me an amazing clay bread pan that I will be trying out as soon as the bread situation in the house attrits a little. Right now, because I went on a massive baking spree, we have two kinds of bread and two kinds of muffins. I am currently eating one of the English muffins for breakfast, with the amazing fig jam that fidelioscabinet's sister made (I wonder how many fig wasp larvae I'm devouring) and the chana (bengal gram, chick peas, garbanzo beans) that I left in the slow cooker overnight. Spicy! (NB: The correct ratio is ~1 Scotch Bonnet to 1 lb dry chana.)
It's a poser that nutrition tracking software won't accept "a handful" as the proper serving size for raisins. (Which, while I was throwing the ball for the dog this morning, resolved into my head as a series of parrot westerns: A Fistful of Raisins, For a Few Raisins More, and The Good, the Bird, and the Ugly.)
I'm not sure I really believe this cobra is from the Bronx. Not enough F-bombs.
And just think, you chose to read this blog of your own free will.
Aww. And now breakfast is over (sad!). Which means its time to go to work.
Tea today: Upton peach with flowers
Teacup today: Bat country
Aw, now there's a sleepy dog head on my foot. How am I supposed to get up and go to work?