I made granola this morning, having finished the last batch yesterday. My recipe is a compromise between R343L's (including such things as maple syrup) and a diet book that was pushing superfoods like pomegranate juice and walnuts. The result is quite tasty, and it's pretty easy to do every couple weeks. I had an argument with a hot oven rack that wanted to fall off, but there were no casualties.
So toxicfur's landlady invited some friends over for a picnic in their yard, and thought to invite toxicfur, and, oddly enough, me. So, sure. I like the woman and her partner, the yard's nice, there's a shady grape arbor, etc.
It occurred to me what, what with the holiday, there'd be zero traffic on the streets, and, weather permitting, I could cycle over. Google tells me it's 7 miles on the most direct (but quite hilly) route we take to work. I went that way, more or less, and got there in 40 minutes, which is about what I can do in a car on a busy traffic day.
Picnic was fine. I've remarked before that J is a barker, which has the effect of making any attempt at conversation moot (and also mute). This can be a good thing.
We stayed 2 hours. It was enough. I rode home again. To be sure, toxicfur offered to drive me home if I wasn't up to riding, with an offer to come get the bike tomorrow. That wold be easy since [a] I have her car rack, and [b] her house is 8 minutes' walk from my office.
It was fine. I went a longer way around several of the more notable hills; perhaps 8-ish miles in 50 minutes. Was fun. We'll see if I can move tomorrow.
And I had another shower, and wobbly legs going up the stairs. I played in the garden a bit; staked up some flowers that were falling on the front walk; planted more radishes and pulled out some weeds. I *think* i found one carrot plant. One of the more common weed varieties has carrot-like leaves, so it's hard to be sure.
And now it's nearly dinner time. I think I'll probably sear a swordfish steak I have in the freezer, and use LinDze's recipe (posted here long ago in toxicfur's recipe fun challenge) for a red wine reduction sauce over wilted bok choy. It's easy, and I have the time to do something a bit out of the ordinary.
On a completely different topic, there's a video out that speaks to me, as if it were written for me, particularly. There were tears in my eyes when I finished watching yesterday. The Huffpost picked it up.
So toxicfur's landlady invited some friends over for a picnic in their yard, and thought to invite toxicfur, and, oddly enough, me. So, sure. I like the woman and her partner, the yard's nice, there's a shady grape arbor, etc.
It occurred to me what, what with the holiday, there'd be zero traffic on the streets, and, weather permitting, I could cycle over. Google tells me it's 7 miles on the most direct (but quite hilly) route we take to work. I went that way, more or less, and got there in 40 minutes, which is about what I can do in a car on a busy traffic day.
Picnic was fine. I've remarked before that J is a barker, which has the effect of making any attempt at conversation moot (and also mute). This can be a good thing.
We stayed 2 hours. It was enough. I rode home again. To be sure, toxicfur offered to drive me home if I wasn't up to riding, with an offer to come get the bike tomorrow. That wold be easy since [a] I have her car rack, and [b] her house is 8 minutes' walk from my office.
It was fine. I went a longer way around several of the more notable hills; perhaps 8-ish miles in 50 minutes. Was fun. We'll see if I can move tomorrow.
And I had another shower, and wobbly legs going up the stairs. I played in the garden a bit; staked up some flowers that were falling on the front walk; planted more radishes and pulled out some weeds. I *think* i found one carrot plant. One of the more common weed varieties has carrot-like leaves, so it's hard to be sure.
And now it's nearly dinner time. I think I'll probably sear a swordfish steak I have in the freezer, and use LinDze's recipe (posted here long ago in toxicfur's recipe fun challenge) for a red wine reduction sauce over wilted bok choy. It's easy, and I have the time to do something a bit out of the ordinary.
On a completely different topic, there's a video out that speaks to me, as if it were written for me, particularly. There were tears in my eyes when I finished watching yesterday. The Huffpost picked it up.
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