We saw many amusing and fascinating plants, but the one that occasioned the greatest comment from all was this alien creature:
(We had a long discussion over what color it was, exactly: cyan? turquoise? teal?)
This house, which is very dark, has been the death of almost all of the plants that flourished in the sourh-facing windows of my old apartment. Determined to have at least a few shade-tolerant pieces of foliage around the place, I came home with a couple of begonias, an African violet of a positively intense shade of, well, violet (the photo does not do it justice) and...
...a plant apparently imported from Fortune/Grail:
Yes, it really is black. Not dark purple, not dark maroon, but black. It's a Colocasia esculenta, which is to say a taro. And this particular individual is a genetic sport. It's supposed to have green leaves speckled in black, but this specimen (and several others on the shelf with it, which I assume were clones) had this striking coloring.
Of course I brought it home. It's research!
I promised to report back on thatpotteryguy's bread pan. Verdict? Very good bread, but I need to do two things next time: (1) bake the bread longer, because the pottery shields the lower half of the loaf from the oven heat, so the crust was a little light, and (2) grease the sides of the pan. The bottom released just fine (I made sure there was cornmeal in the bottom of the pan) but I had to pry the sides loose with fork and knife, terrified the whole time I was going to break the pan.
In conclusion, yum. (It's an all-white sourdough loaf, and normally I would have divided it into two loaves, but it seemed like the pan would hold it.)
And now it's the next morning, and time for tea.
Tea today: Upton's Berry Herb
Teacup today: Green stoneware