The life of forgetting

[desperance]

I was making pork scratchings. It's a two-day process, usually: I give the salty herby fingers of pork rind a long slow session in a very low oven, let them dry off overnight and then blast 'em twenty minutes in the heat next day.

This time, I forgot they were in the oven at all, so they got eighteen hours rather than eight: which left 'em looking utterly dessicated, and the fat apparently gone completely, tho' I don't know where. Okaaay...

I let 'em cool down today, and then put the first tray in the hot oven anyway, just to see what happened. And knew I was coming up here, and knew that I often forget that something's in the oven, so I set the kitchen timer.

And, um, forgot to bring it up.

And got involved in something on the internet, oh noes; and remembered just exactly too late, and went chasing down to find almost all the scratchings almost exactly burned too much to eat. Dagnabbit!

[ETA: just done the second tray, by dint of standing over them 'til done, checking every couple of minutes after the first ten...]

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[danjite.livejournal.com]

Have obtained dehydrator- moved on from scratchings to biltong and jerky. Also drying fruit!

We have a pear tree that is ready for harvest...