[food] ... cursed
9 Oct 2025 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You know the way I just said -- I just said -- that I had worked out how to make wagamama's current menu yield something I was actively enthusiastic about eating?
WELL GUESS WHAT. THIRD TIME UNLUCKY.
I had really not expected the pad thai to vanish in a menu overhaul, okay, what on EARTH.
(So we came home and ate butternut squash & quince stew instead, and maybe by the next time it is Ritual Wagamama O'Clock I'll have resigned myself to eating something that isn't The Thing I Just Worked Out.)
New UK hate crime figures, *sigh*
9 Oct 2025 05:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The new hate crime figures are out, apparently disability hate crime is slightly down. Am I being cynical in assuming that's probably because some of the haters are too busy committing hate crimes against muslims and/or jews and/or anyone who doesn't look like them?
Trans hate crime is also slightly down, but I'd presume that would be people feeling even less safe to report it, rather than an actual reduction.
The figures exclude the Met, the biggest force in the country because they're busy adopting a new crime reporting tool - so give us their figures as a separate entry, don't just exclude them entirely. *headdesk*
Somewhat embarrassingly for the police/Home Office, the Office for Statistics Regulation is still insisting they include a caveat to say their data is actually pretty crap.
This explains so much of my family
9 Oct 2025 08:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I spent four days hyperfocused on learning how to art on Procreste, the art program that's available on the iPad.
I can see a very obvious progression of ability and skill in the nine pieces of art I did, and this explains my family. They'd hyperfocus on something and five days later they're really good at it and ready to move on.
It explains a few of my things as well.
Still. Nine pieces of art. Eight of them were gifts to people, one was my DR character.
Definitely going to ease up on it now.
Health (good news)
8 Oct 2025 08:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Colonoscopy results: mostly normal, one pre (not sure how many pre-s to put here) cancerous "lesion", and all of them removed. Repeat in two years, this time with Extended Prep. (My understanding of "lesion" and the medical definition may not align entirely well.)
Started the new injectable after the colonoscopy. I can definitely feel the impact. It remains to be seen exactly what kind. One of my friends has a new injectable too; she's getting some sinus clearance from it. Of all the random effects.
After the infusion, Belovedest and I trekked up-city to pick up a package for
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I have a smallish makeup hobby. Part of that is sometimes going all Weird Barbie on my face with eyeliner or whatever. Tonight I've convinced myself (via iridescent green eyeliner) that some kind of moon phase forehead jewelry might really slap.
[stationery] contemplating a self-indulgence
8 Oct 2025 10:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In My Ridiculous Pen Collection, I have a Lamy 2000 (largely inspired by Ant Newman of UKFountainPens waxing lyrical). I got it second hand, as with all but one of my pens; the one that showed up cheap came with an F nib.
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[growth] SAFFRON
7 Oct 2025 06:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This morning I had Physio at The Hospital Up The Road, which is a really good way to get me to actually go to the allotment (which is round the back of the hospital site, so the way this usually goes is I cycle to the allotment, drop my bike off, and then cut through to the opposite side of the site where Physio Happens, thereby not needing to faff about with bike locks).
Upon my return from physio (which was not... great; I got probably-a-cold two and a half weeks ago and my cardiovascular-respiratory situation is still Distinctly Not Happy) I actually paid slightly closer attention to my saffron bed -- the last couple of trips I've been all "ugh, nothing doing, I should really weed but UGH clearly the saffron has all DIED yes I KNOW that this is the traditional time of year for me to be convinced that The Saffron Has Died only to discover--" and indeed not only were there multiple clumps of saffron, most of them have flowers that are clearly going to happen Any Moment Now.
So today I have come home with six saffron strands, and am expecting A Bunch More, and have reinspected the saffron containers on the patio and established that one of those has them starting to come up as well -- and so now, obviously, I need to work out what to do with the RIDICULOUS RICHES represented by... maybe like two dozen strands of saffron. (Yes I also have a stash of shop-bought.)
Saffron & bay custard tarts with sticky blackberries? More saffron and cardamom panettone pudding (which we know we like)? Saffron rice pudding? All the saffron recipes from Sweet, which is possibly going to be my next cook-(almost)-all-the-way-through project? Lebovitz's saffron ice cream, to go with the planned quince sorbet? Saffron buns? Literally any of the obvious savoury options??? SO MUCH CHOICE.
No one told me there would be homework!
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My sister and I sat through a 4 hour online seminar on Saturday, on what to do to prep claiming Continuing Healthcare funding for my mother (so the NHS pays for her care home place rather than the family). The presenter was a lawyer, backed by a MH nurse turned patient advocate. They were obviously trying to drum up work for their little firm ("The Lawyer and The Nurse"), but in a "we're here if you decide you need us" way, not "you absolutely need us". Very useful.
There's a daunting amount of stuff to do before the Decision Support Tool assessment on the 22nd, and we'll likely need to ask for a postponement in order to get stuff like copies of my mother's hospital notes and understand the relevant bits - we'd hoped we could rely on her discharge notes, but there are a couple of things missing because the in-hospital reaction was "well, that's weird, not sure why it's happening, not a lot we can do", which translated to not mentioning it in the discharge notes at all. *headdesk*
I did get to ask during the Q&A about my worry that the sheer extent of the crossovers between symptoms in different areas would be missed if the nurse-assessor wasn't familiar with my mother's rare issues, and was told we absolutely needed to emphasise every crossover in writing, not assume they would recognise them, and that it would be useful to get input from my mother's consultant.
We've actually done this before with my dad, but his case was so obvious that we didn't really have to fight to get it, though there was one attempt to take it away where I now know I happened to say the right thing to get it for him completely by accident.
vital functions
5 Oct 2025 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Reading. So many things. Or at least it feels that way. Unsure if actually So Many.
( Melzack & Wall, McRobbie, McGuire, Duncan, Stock )
( Cookbooks )
And I am now TWO months behind on Dreamwidth. TWO. Ahahahaha.
Playing. Several more rounds of Fluxx.
Tukoni: Prologue, "a point-and-click puzzle adventure" featuring beautiful botanical art. Very very much enjoyed this tiny snippet (a mushroom! that makes it rain! when you pat it!) and am mildly dismayed at the five-year gap between the release of this prologue and the subsequent demo of what will theoretically be a full game...
Cooking. ALSO SO MANY THINGS.
- another recipe from East: chilli tofu
- green beans in tomato sauce with fennel seeds, feta, and toast, loosely inspired by a thing out of the latest Ottolenghi cookbook (in the sense that I went looking for confirmation of my sense that the thing I was thinking of doing would work, found it, and promptly carried on with my intentions rather than the recipe I was distinctly less into)
- smitten kitchen's vegetarian cassoulet, with the addition of Dubious Protein Chunks
- a quince cake, which I made a lot of modifications to, and of which I am dubious, probably because of those modifications (but A seems to like it, so that's a win)
- hazelnut and treacle Welsh cakes, leaving us with two remaining recipes of any interest in the tourist-tat Welsh cakes cookbook (cranberry + white chocolate is a no, as are the two recipes containing bacon; double choc chip is a maybe, and I'm willing to consider that Caerphilly + leek might have merits but A is distinctly more dubious)
- soda bread! notable because (i) not sourdough, (ii) using the buttermilk culture I have successfully kept alive this time around (and have now refreshed), and (iii) I ignored all of the instructions about Handling It As Little As Possible and as a result it achieved Structural Integrity, which I usually do... not manage
Eating. I have successfully worked out how to make Wagamama's current menu provide me with food I will actually look forward to, which is A Great Victory. Located the last of last year's seasonal Dark Chocolate With Raspberry and have been gently nibbling it. QUINCE. And another variety of apple from an abandoned neighbouring plot at the allotment; this one is Very Crunchy and Very Red but not particularly flavours.
(The tree that got planted so as to encroach on my plot is some kind of cooker, unsure which, because my usual approach to cooking apples is James Grieve from my mother's garden...)
Making & mending. I think that, inspired by some helpful answers on reddit, I have got my clicky fountain pen clicking reliably again? It was doing a thing where it wouldn't lock, and it was pointed out to me that probably the issue was going to be located in the knock not at the trap door, so I... wrote the pen dry, rinsed out the ACCUMULATED DUST OF THE YEARS (THANKS DADFORD ROAD), and since then it's been behaving beautifully. Long may it continue.
Growing. There are still tomatoes? Also kohlrabi. I only managed a single flying visit to the plot this week; at some point soonish I'm going to need to get A to take me over with the car so I can retrieve from the greenhouse the various peppers I'm hoping to overwinter. I do not appear to have been issued with a Non-Cultivation Order in this round of inspections, which is a very welcome surprise!
Observing. A has seen the bat! I have not seen the bat because I have been Preoccupied with Other Things (misc). But the bat has not yet put itself to bed for the winter. <3
some things!
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- Bookshop.org is now doing ebooks in the UK. Unlike Hive, they do not apply DRM to everything. V excited about this!
- I think -- think -- I have worked out an Acceptable Wagamama order, at least for the time being. I'm mildly annoyed about needing to order extra vegetables in order to have enough vegetables in my vegetable noodle dish, though. (The yasai pad thai + wok-fried greens is not My Favourite Thing They've Ever Done, but it is better than anything else I have managed to make the current menu disgorge. Which is useful, because we have A Routine, and it involves Wagamama.)
- I have POACHED SOME QUINCE (I am turning windfalls I located round the corner into cake, and the Gift Quince are probably going to turn into a Ruby Violet sorbet recipe). I am going to make a cake, probably with added bay leaves, as I think I mentioned, probably tomorrow but the quince won't hurt for spending a bit longer sat in syrup. I am contemplating the merits of showing up on the doorstep of the folk with the quince tree, with some cake, and being all "hello yes I made this with windfalls onto the public path, I will very happily make you more things :) out of quince :) if you don't know what to do with them :))) which I am KIND OF ASSUMING YOU DON'T given that the branches overhanging your garden are still COVERED IN THE THINGS, unlike the branches overhanging the public byway..." (The social anxiety almost certainly means I won't actually do this, but I am, you know, considering.)
- Meanwhile today's poking around at recipe books introduced me to the concept of medlar sticky toffee pudding, which is now extremely high up my list of things to do with this year's medlar as and when we get any. (Recipe is in a book I'm not actually going to get from Oxfam, or at the Torygraph.)
- I continue to really enjoy looking at the Pelikan Art Collection pens (further links from within that one). It is possible I tripped and fell and spent more time reading about them this morning.
New frontiers in conflict resolution
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Regarding the largest part of it -- "You have a leg to stand on there," I said. "Two legs. And my legs. That's four. And Yellface's. That's six. Eight. And when you have eight legs? ( creepy AND crawly )!"
Recent Reading
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Burn For Me, Ilona Andrews
Girl meets boy, boy bundles girl in rug, and whips her off to his fortress of solitude where he chains her to the floor and tortures her for information is not the most promising start to a relationship, but they make it work.
In a world where mage families are almost immune to the law, Nevada Baylor is a PI, well, the PI, for her small family-owned firm. The Baylor agency sticks with the safe stuff: cheating husbands, insurance fraud, and the like and steers clear of the Primes who run the mage familes. But they're mortgaged to the much larger, and Prime-run, Montgomery agency, and Augustine Montgomery has few qualms about blackmailing Nevada into taking on a job that isn't so much career suicide, as suicide suicide. Spoiled wild-boy Adam Pierce just burnt down a bank in central Houston, killing an off-duty cop, and his mother, Prime of her House, wants him found and returned to her before the cops can shoot him for resisting arrest. The problem for Nevada being that Adam Pierce isn't just a pyromaniac, he's a prime pyromancer, quite capable of burning her to death with just the power of his mind.
Nevada has a secret ace up her sleeve - she knows when people are lying. And a few questions in the right places get her a fleeting meeting with Adam, who turns out to have all the emotional maturity of a toddler on a sugar high. And it's in the immediate aftermath that Nevada runs into the other bad boy in the case, Connor 'Mad' Rogan, Prime of his House and one time weapon of mass destruction for the United States government, who isn't after Pierce, but his sidekick in the arson, Mad Rogan's 16yo cousin, and who'll take whatever measures are necessary to find him.
Shenanigans ensue.
White Hot, Ilona Andrews
Nevada Baylor is just getting used to the idea that her truthseeker magic may be as strong as any Prime's when another Prime-related case drops into her lap. The lawyer wife of animal mage Cornelius Harrison was just murdered, along with three other lawyers and their security team. Their employer is giving him the cold shoulder, and no one else will take the case. If the Pierce case skirted the mage Houses, this one is going to take Nevada straight to their heart, and her secret may be at risk. And then she discovers that the security team worked for Connor, and he's out for revenge.
Come for the shenanigans, stay for a Mission Impossible heist played out with two ferrets and a Chinese ferret-badger.
Wild Fire, Ilona Andrews
Nevada's secret is out, everyone knows there's a new Prime truthseeker on the scene. And that includes Victoria Tremaine, scariest truthseeker in the country, a woman for whom ethics are things that happen to other people, now revealed as Nevada's grandmother, and scary-granny wants her granddaughters back in House Tremaine. That's bad for Nevada, worse for her teenage sisters, because Nevada's the one who got the least scary talent. But now she has Connor to back her up, if she can just get him to understand the difference between backing her up, and taking over. As if that wasn't problem enough she also has another case, and this time it's for Connor's ex-fiancee.
Houston may not survive the shenanigans.
*****
Girl meets scarred, brooding, billionaire veteran isn't exactly an unknown trope in romance, and this series - there's another three books involving middle-sister Catalina - is definitely in the romantasy end of the genre paddling pool. But it's well imagined, the world-building and magic systems are solid, and it also stands up a fine urban fantasy, while each case is a perfectly presentable mystery. I bought them because they were cheap (£2 each on Amazon), but I was pleasantly surprised by how good they are, particularly the characterisation - there's a bait and switch with Nevada's attitudes in the first book that is pure delight.
Wicching Hour, Sea Wicche 3, Seanna Kelly
It's the grand opening of Arwyn Corey's gallery, and all her dreams have come true. But you can't have dreams without nightmares, and it's time to run down the sorcerer responsible for so much death and despair. But before that there's another serial killer to be hunted down, and a betrayal that will destroy the foundations of Arwyn's life.
I was a bit annoyed about that betrayal, because it's thrown in, and then any chance of resolving it, or even understanding it, is whipped away. But otherwise a nice addition to the series.
Night Owl Books, Seana Kelly
A spin-off novella from the Sea Wicche books, and actually a re-read from earlier in the year, but I'm pretty certain I never reviewed it.
Orla is a literal night owl, proprietor of Night Owl Books, hidden up a lane in rural Monterey, opening hours 8PM til 6AM, and an Eagle-Owl shifter. When a woman runs into the bookstore after a terrifying encounter with a man on the road, Orla finds herself drawn into the activities of the unofficial local magical law enforcers - though a couple of them do have actual badges, and one is a very attractive bear shifter. They're quickly sure that the man is a werewolf, and that Orla is precisely his type, which raises one possible, if dangerous, method of catching him.
Orla's an interesting character, the writing is 1st Person, and the fourth wall appears to be something she has no truck with. She says teachers kept assuming she was autistic, but it's just part of being an owl shifter, but I'm really not certain that makes any difference. Understanding other people and social interactions are definitely works in progress for her, which makes for an interesting viewpoint character.
It's a shortish read, and having a quarter of the Kindle page count turn out to be a preview of Wicching Hour struck me as a bit naughty.
Re-reads
The Taellaneth, Vanessa Nelson
Five book series: Arrow is the much-abused half-human gofer for the elf-adjacent Erith and their government, the Taellaneth. Sent to aid the werewolf-adjacent Shifkin investigate the murder of their leader's mate, she's about to find out that the demon-adjacent Usurji have returned, and the Taellaneth are about to find out that abusing Arrow may not have been their brightest idea.
The world-building is a bit shaky in places - we never really get a good explanation for how the humans, and their technology, ended up squeezed in between the Erith and the Shifkin, but the characterisation is fine and Arrow may be one of my all-time favourite characters.
Outcast, Grey Gates 1, Vanessa Nelson
Max Ortis is a Marshal, one of the handful of people charged with protecting the city from the monsters that regularly emerge from the mists and jungle that surround it. In theory the marshals don't get involved in law enforcement, but someone is killing mages, and Max has a horrible feeling that the serial killer is trying to reopen the gates to the demon realms. And seeing as Max was the person who had to shut them again last time, even if no one believes her, she's really not eager for a repeat performance. Meanwhile, reminders of her previous life as an apprentice of the Order of the Lady of Light keep cropping up in the shape of Bryce, tall, brooding enforcer for the Order.
The worldbuilding here is decidedly shaky, there is no way that the city has a functional economy, it doesn't even have an agricultural sector as far as I can see. But I like the characterisation, and the mystery is serviceable.
Called, Grey Gates 2, Vanessa Nelson
The Huntsman Clan are up to something, and Max is worried that abducting and killing young people may be the least of it. Meanwhile the city is running out of fuel, so the Marshals, police, and the Order are going to have to run a convoy through to the refinery that used to be part of the city before the jungle claimed it.
The plotting's as shaky as the world-building in this one, but I still like the writing and characterisation.
Bewicched, Sea Wicche 1, Seana Kelly
Arwyn Corey is a multi-talented artist, working in both paint and glass, and she's about to make her dream come true by opening her gallery in an old cannery on Monterey's sea shore. But Arwyn is also a witch (well, half-witch, half-sea fae) and her mother and grandmother are insistent she join the family council, because they think there's an evil sorcerer out there. Not to mention there's a detective she went to school with who has heard that Arwyn is a psychic and is desperate enough to ask for her help in a child-abduction case. And to make matters worse the hot werewolf building her deck is really distracting.
I still think the title should be punished for crimes against spelling, but these are a fun read.
Wicche Hunt, Sea Wicche 2, Seana Kelly
some. good. things.
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- Clean, hot, on-demand running water.
- I do not thus far feel particularly inspired by any of the recipes in Mary Woodin's The Painted Garden Cookbook, but I am very much enjoying leafing through the watercolours.
- Bread came out of the oven not terribly long ago and will be breakfast tomorrow; I'm looking forward to it (probably with spiced medlar jelly, yes yes).
- Continuity Gripes notwithstanding, I have this evening been extremely glad to have several October Daye short stories I'd not yet got to.
- The pen I was using to take notes on The Challenge of Pain was running out of ink juuust enough that I was having to have repeated attempts at the odd letter, but not enough that it stopped writing before I was done making said notes. Great Satisfaction Achieved (and I'm hopeful that the thorough bath it has just had will mean it starts behaving better...)
- Various greenhouse peppers continue to pep. The purple jalapeños are thus far mysteriously very much green, the thing that I think is a poblano (there was a mishap with labels) is setting fruit, and I've got no idea what exactly the short very bushy thing is but that too is now covered in flowers so with a little bit of luck I might even find out soon.
- The second sowing of kohlrabi I'd entirely given up on... appears to be coming up after all???
- A is a Very Good A Indeed and has finished unpacking the car following the event back in the first half of September. Before we wind up driving it across London again. And has cleared a bunch of the pile of Misc to take out to store in the garage.
- Fancy moisturiser.
- Warm Bed. yes. good. off I go.
Another Dispatch From the Place Of Strange Things - Late September 02025
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The still-apparently-novel concept that people who have systems tuned toward novelty and curiosity might be beneficial to current society (instead of only the hunter-gatherers) and that environments made for others are not helpful to them.
The Archive of Our Own reminds us that they are dealing with an influx of spam accounts that leave generic praise comments and then offer to discuss off-site things like making fanart for your story. Part of it is that such commercial solicitation is barred on the Archive, but the easiest way to spot it, other than the invitation offsite, is that the comment itself doesn't have anything specific about the story. It's usually posted to the most recent story that's available. And some of these spammers are creating AO3 accounts to spam with, so disabling guest comments won't necessarily protect you from receiving them.
Nostalgia for times where scarcity required planning and people got a certain thrill out of the act of chasing things and not knowing whether their selections would turn out to be good ones. I am more inclined not to be nostalgic for that, but to be annoyed at the way that the expertise of the record clerk, the librarian, and the bookstore buyer are being devalued in favor of machines that their promoters claim have intelligence and can do all of those things a human can do, and better.
Robert Redford, actor, director, and well-known environmental activist, has left the world at 89 years of age. He is also responsible for the body that produces the annual Sundance Film Festival.
Anonymous art creators have unveiled a statue of the current administrator and known child trafficker and pederast Jeffrey Epstein holding hands, celebrating their friendship, and using the text of the administrator's birthday note to Epstein as commentary. You know, that text that strongly suggests that the two of them share an interest in pederasty and molestation of women and young girls, buttressed by some of the public statements the administrator has made about his interest in such. (As well as having been found liable for sexual assault earlier on in his life.)
( EA acquisitions, foolishness and buffoonery, and the usual issues that come with having the unqualified promoted well beyond their incompetence inside )
Last out, the ways in which our understanding of classical Greek depends on the surviving texts that we have to work with, and therefore while sometimes a word does mean dildo, other times, it does not.
Yacht Club Games on the development of modes for Shovel Knight that allow for different-bodied designs and pronoun usage, and a good decision made by them to decouple body designs and gendered pronouns.
And a story of corvids who help break the cages around their fellows. Be gay, do crow. And, perhaps, show solidarity by demonstrating how foolish it is to require girls to declare they're "biological females" before they can play in sport. (While the article quotes someone saying it's foolish not only require girls to do this and not boys, and that girls teams are suffering because they can't field enough affirmed players, the real meat is from the teachers saying it's not fair to require this, and the athletes who are also choosing not to participate because of fairness issues.)
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hold queue madness
30 Sep 2025 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
... until I forgot to log in and defer the holds again this week. Oops!
Since having 50-plus books checked out at once is a bit much even for me, I am having to do triage as the holds arrive. And I feel really embarrassed to have created so much extra work for the lovely people who work there.
But at least I'll have a mostly clean slate after this?
... oh no I was previously unaware of bay liqueur
30 Sep 2025 10:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
And then today's cookbook browsing introduced me to the concept of allorino! But the internet can't agree on whether it should be made with bay leaves, bay flowers, or bay berries. So clearly the correct solution here is Some Of Each, right.
(I am also contemplating whether I want to add finely chopped fresh bay to the quince buckwheat upside-down cake that is high on my priority list for things to cook over the next few days, given how much I love the Ottolenghi lemon & bay cake...)
Meanwhile, my other recreational reading today introduced me to the concept of the "Brompton Cocktail".
( End-of-life care circa the 1980s, with specific reference to terminal cancer. )
vital functions
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Reading. ( Brosh, McMorland Hunter & Hughes, Melzack & Wall )
Dreamwidth! Down to two and a half months behind.
Writing. So many e-mails about objects. So many.
Watching. Farscape S02E06, Picture if You Will. The discussion about which of the Highly Specific Fetish Big Bads it was who was resurrecting in this particular context was entertaining in terms of highlighting the, you know, motifs. Of the work.
Playing. We have just managed some Fluxx. <3
Cooking. Batch of puff pastry for the sake of making two (of the three) things in East that call for it (because I could not quite bring myself to buy pre-made). Pleased with how the puff came out; mildly dubious about both the tomato, pistachio + saffron tart and the banana tarte tatin, but on the level of "I am unlikely to make these again", not "I regret making them".
Eating. On Tuesday we hit the point of Make The Internet Bring Us Pizza. The Pizza was very welcome.
Yesterday, Saturday, we went to say goodbye to Ruby Violet, i.e. we had cake for breakfast, along with hot chocolate. The flavours were all ones I was familiar with but I'm still pleased to have had them. (It is not impossible I will decide I want to make another trip by myself, though, especially given that they currently have the malted milk on...)
As mentioned we then also availed ourselves of an Ethiopian-and-Eritrean Veggie Combo and a piece of Japanese Curry Bread, both of which I am pleased to have experienced.
Exploring. St Pancras Waterpoint! Brief turn through Camley Street Natural Park.
Growing. Spinach that I thought was unlikely to still be viable turns out to in fact still be Extremely Viable! Spinach is go! And the lambs' lettuce has self-seeded nicely (so in fact I also had some of that plus some allotment rocket accompanying the tomato tart). Tomatoes continue to produce tomatoes. Peppers various looked very happy last time I went to see them so now I want to overwinter them all. At home, the pineapple continues to grow and the lemongrass isn't obviously dead yet (and I'm doing something right with at least the larger of the two orchids...)
Observing. BAT, extremely obliging with the aerobatics. Good sunsets. Cyclamen various. Moon.
Well that was novel
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I went to grab the bunch of spring onions out of the fridge last night and they wouldn't move. Further investigation revealed they were welded to the shelf by a block of ice the size of my fist, which was also blocking the drainage hole at the back. I had to empty half the fridge to be able to loosen everything off with some hot water and leave the chunk of scallions to defrost in a bowl.
Maybe need to check what temperature the fridge is set at!
(almost the) end of an era
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Ruby Violet, my favourite source of ice cream, are continuing as a business (I feel like that bit is important to say first) but will alas be closing their King's Cross parlour for the last time at 5 p.m. Sunday next, the 5th of October. They're apparently still intending to have their ice cream van at Granary Square during the summer, and to have a variety of "pop-up shops" around London, but... gosh I have a lot of feelings about the amount of post-therapy ice cream I have eaten at the lovely big wooden table indoors and on the benches and grass outside.
So today we went to say goodbye (and I managed to drag a university friend into joining us, as they're also independently fond), in the form of Dessert For Breakfast: apple crumble + the hazelnut & hazelnut brittle ice cream for me; sticky toffee pudding and coffee mocha ripple for A. Hot chocolate for both of us. (I'm very glad we had the Afternoon Tea Experience in 2023 for Animals Week; by the time I thought to try booking a farewell repeat it'd gone from the online shop.)
We followed this up with some slightly more savoury food from around the entire Coal Drops Yard situation (one veggie combo from an Ethiopian-and-Eritrean stall, mostly for me; one Japanese curry bread mostly for A); fifteen minutes or thereabouts poking around St Pancras Waterpoint, an old water tower that was having a serendipitous open day; and a quick poke around the Camley Street Natural Park, which A had not previously met.
I'm very glad we did it.