Lost and found
Dec. 15th, 2013 12:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceAs you recall, O internets, Katherine and I spent some while last week putting all my cookbooks into majestic and logical orders, so that I would know immediately where any one of them was to be found.
I should be quite glad, therefore, if some wise soul - Sod, I believe, is his name - would explain to me just how it is that I cannot find the one book that today I most desire.
(To be fair, it's not easily categorisable, which is why I have looked in any of the several places it might have been set. And all the other places as well. I am back to scanning every single bloody shelf, and still can't find it.)
Still: the takeaway from this (as we Americans say) is not that I am an incompetent shelver, though that may be the case. It is that, for someone with as little self-confidence as I have, I am become positively cavalier in my charcuterie. Can't find the recipe you're looking for? Pfft on recipes! Scatter with a liberal hand!
I have rubbed my belly pork with basic dry cure, folded it around crushed garlic and bay leaves and peppercorns, and it will make yummy bacon. Sans receipt. (The good news buried here is that I did indeed find my peppercorns. After searching the kitchen three times, more thoroughly even than I have searched my bookshelves. It felt like becoming one of those days, but I stymied it.)
Also, I have cured my first ham this morning. Well, it's actually a shoulder, because pork leg on the bone is almost as hard to find in this peculiar land as belly pork. If it works, though, I shall be spectacularly happy. Because I can't find gammon at all, nor uncooked hams.
Now I shall set a dish of olives before m'wife, and our day will be complete. At lunchtime, yet...
I should be quite glad, therefore, if some wise soul - Sod, I believe, is his name - would explain to me just how it is that I cannot find the one book that today I most desire.
(To be fair, it's not easily categorisable, which is why I have looked in any of the several places it might have been set. And all the other places as well. I am back to scanning every single bloody shelf, and still can't find it.)
Still: the takeaway from this (as we Americans say) is not that I am an incompetent shelver, though that may be the case. It is that, for someone with as little self-confidence as I have, I am become positively cavalier in my charcuterie. Can't find the recipe you're looking for? Pfft on recipes! Scatter with a liberal hand!
I have rubbed my belly pork with basic dry cure, folded it around crushed garlic and bay leaves and peppercorns, and it will make yummy bacon. Sans receipt. (The good news buried here is that I did indeed find my peppercorns. After searching the kitchen three times, more thoroughly even than I have searched my bookshelves. It felt like becoming one of those days, but I stymied it.)
Also, I have cured my first ham this morning. Well, it's actually a shoulder, because pork leg on the bone is almost as hard to find in this peculiar land as belly pork. If it works, though, I shall be spectacularly happy. Because I can't find gammon at all, nor uncooked hams.
Now I shall set a dish of olives before m'wife, and our day will be complete. At lunchtime, yet...
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Date: 2013-12-16 02:49 am (UTC)On another note, do you know about Eat Your Books? It's an online searchable database of cookbooks. As they say, you can "organize and discover recipes from your favorite cookbooks, magazines, and blogs with one simple search."
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Date: 2013-12-16 03:02 am (UTC)