Differently productive

[desperance]

I had hoped, planned, intended to work more on my story this afternoon-shading-into-evening, because a thousand words is a good start but really not enough for a day's work. But the keyboard shenanigans kinda put the kybosh on that, because I am ludicrously susceptible; and tonight is yogi night, and though I am mostly feeding them leftovers there is still cooking to be done, and kale to be harvested, and and and.

And although it was her birthday weekend, m'lovely wife bought me presents. I went down to the farmers' market in a Save Sriracha! T-shirt - which came with the Sriracha cookbook. Which includes a recipe for homemade sriracha: which calls for red jalapenos, but that's just ridiculous because they're nowhere near hot enough to be worth eating, so I was going to experiment with habaneros and manzanos instead; but I went into the Indian grocery store this morning, and they sold me a pound of ripening Thai chillies for a dollar:



So I am going to use those. And fresh garlic rather than this stuff they speak of called "garlic powder", and we shall see what results. Check back in a week.

Also, I am baking baguettes for the first time. If they come out well, I may post photos and braggage. If silence ensues, you may simply assume that I will be baking baguettes for a second time, somewhere down the line, with a different recipe or technique.