Notes to self

[desperance]

If you try to do too many things at once, they will all conspire against you and nothing will turn out well. Or at all. You know this, self; and yet you persist in this folly. Desist. One thing at a time, whenever possible. When not possible, prioritise. *nods*

Second note: grape leaves submerged in a boiling brine will shrink and tighten up quite remarkably. This should never be a surprise, and yet somehow it always is.

Third note: I have apparently sizzled so many chillies in my small frying-pan, the native seasoning is imbued with heat and pepper-flavour. I approve of this. Next step: make it inherent to the iron.