It's a good thing we're flexible

[desperance]

So apparently yogi dinner is cancelled, due to lack of interest yogis. Only Jeannie showed up, and she and Karen have indeed gone off to be bendy; but Jeannie's not staying for dinner after. So I'm not doing the salt-and-pepper grilled shrimp, or the stuffed grilled mushrooms. But the sesame buns are baked already, so I guess most of those go into the freezer; and the chicken thighs have been in the marinade all day, so I'm still going to fire up the mesquite charcoal and grill/smoke those, and Jeannie will just have to take some with her when she drops Karen off. *nods meanly*

Meanwhile, I shall continue to dig out the fava jungle as the light decays. I still can't figure how it gets dark so early in these southern latitudes. We're heading towards the solstice here, and even so: by the time they get back from yoga it'll be too dark to eat outside. Weird.