A Little More Catch-up

Not ketchup nor catsup, if you only knew.

When I wrote the first article  on equipping a kitchen, I thought I would do one each week until I exhausted the subject.  That was ridiculously optimistic.  That one article took thirteen online hours to write, mostly because I wanted to provide at least one photo of each item and a possible place to buy it.  In my life, one can either spend thirteen hours online looking up spatulas and frying pans, or one can spend part of them touring a frantoio, (n.b. that site is so overdesigned that I cannot open a single page) visiting friends, reading novels, cooking and eating, shopping the sales to find a great jacket, or one can spend thirteen hours writing one article.  I do plan to write the rest of them, but it seems ideal to work on that when I run out of truly delicious dietetic ideas over the next six weeks.

If you get a little antsy waiting, go look at my hobby blog, which gets a new entry every single day that Blogger photo loading is working.  That, unfortunately, is not everyday.

If you are feeling antsy in the kitchen, go back into the archives here and try something we made before.  I sometimes forget to do that, and then rediscover something like this or that, both seasonal and still wonderful dishes to eat right now before leeks get scarce.  Go ahead, impress the hell out of someone!

On the other hand, johnchow.com  just published a review of what may be the most horrible idea for connecting technology with sex I can recall seeing for at least 6 months, which is an eon in the online world.

Alice Twain just published an article on Slow Travel which I found really on target.  It’s about surviving the heat when traveling, but the tips are good when you aren’t traveling, too.  Good job, Alice!

I was very busy yesterday running around town setting up for this year’s cooking classes.  It was just a gorgeous and sunny day, but I ended it at sundown on the top of a mountain, seriously underdressed for the falling temperature and the rising wind, because I was wearing the aforementioned gorgeous jacket and a pair of lemon yellow unlined gloves.  It was still a great day, despite oversalted gnocchi con gamberi at my local cafe and walking in on the making of yet more fried Carnevale sweets at my friend’s house.   I booked Sunday night for the making of the oft mentioned fattening recipe and bought shrimp for it as well as rice to replace the weeviled and wrecked rice I had counted on for the quick risotto for one recipe I promised my cooking group.  Yes, I did remember what I had promised, eventually.

I was given two primula plants in full bloom  and a tiny bottle of organic olive oil to taste.  Wow.  Is it fabulous!

I always say that if I go out I spend, and it’s still true, but I also have really good times when I go out and what’s wrong with getting surprise gifts?  Not a thing, as long as the gifts don’t eat or eliminate.