Well, I guess that's a modus operandi

[desperance]

Grr. This was going to be a cheerful post all about how I seem to have taken to following a recipe until it annoys me (by listing an ingredient, say, and not telling you what to do with it; or giving instructions that include ingredients not listed; or using one ingredient twice, as in this case, or...) and then going wildly off-piste and just doing my own thing regardless. As in this case, where I followed a recipe for lamb curry quite closely (except for using goat, as is traditional) until it expected me to use the same turmeric in two entirely different ways; so then I slammed a bunch of coriander stems and a lot of mint into the blender with some water, whizzed it up and sloshed that in and now I have a green goat curry much at variance with any recipe ever.

And I was going to post about that, and enjoy it - until I overcooked the rice. Again. For the umpteenth time since I came to America.

Thing is, I used to have a kitchen timer that I loved. It would time four different dishes at once, and tell me the time too. And it stuck to the fridge door, but when I was cooking rice I carried it everywhere with me because I knew I had this tendency to forget; and so that was my modus operandi, and it worked grandly. And I reminded myself a thousand times to bring the timer with me, and - well, if I did, I don't know where I put it. It might be somewhere in my shipping, but I doubt it; more likely it's still stuck to the fridge door. Eheu!

Tomorrow, I swear, I'm going to buy another one. Even if that means the first will instantly turn up. Then I'll have two, and I can double-team myself.

'Scuse me now, I need to go and glower at the second round of rice...