Miscellaneous notes of today and tomorrow

[jenett]

1) The cookies of the day for work have gotten rave reviews: I'm using the Smitten Kitchen's Slice and Bake cookie palette recipe with about 1 3/4 cups of flour instead of two, about 4 tsps of orange extract and 3 tsps of vanilla, and rolling the chilled-for-30 minutes dough in granulated sugar and cardamon. (Also, I used really good quality butter and flour and other ingredients, which never hurts: this batch is Irish butter.)

The end result is a lot more cake-textured than previous iterations (I think it's the combo of slightly less flour and slightly more liquid from the extracts) and crumbles deliciously in the mouth. And cardamon is a vastly under-appreciated spice.

2) Tomorrow, I am getting up extra early to go off and watch Morris dancing in on the Mississippi Bluffs at dawn. I will then come back and go to work, wander home, and in the evening go out to a bonfire at nearby friends. (I can't stay forever and ever, because I am proctoring SATs on Saturday morning, but it is foolish to turn down a bonfire.)

3) I am proctoring SATs on Saturday, and have books recently suggested by one of my actually imaginary friends to read. (Two books on the Minnesota Starvation Experiment, to be precise). I get home, and then we have our coven May Day in the later afternoon. Sunday, I expect to be fallen over much of the day: I continue to be not sleeping fantastically.

Comments

[aedifica]

Re point 2: Then I'm quite likely to see you in the morning. I won't be there in morris kit, but I'll be there!

[jenett]

Oh, excellent! I am generally there from 5:45ish to 7ish, at which point I wander off to work.

[aquaeri]

Cardamon might be underappreciated in the US, but not in Scandinavia. It's practically compulsory in cookie recipes. There's even a children's book/film/soundtrack, Folk og røvere i Kardemomme by.

[kakiphony]

Those cookies sound divine. If this fog/drizzle stays with us, I may have to bake this weekend.

[brock_tn]

Me, I'm at work today, then driving 5+ hours home to Tennessee tonight, to spend the weekend working around the farm. Heavy timber framing, breaking up old well pipe into handly lengths to go to the metals recycling site at the county landfill, chainsawing up the fallen tree in the barnyard.

Oh, and time for time with Carol, and some sort of Beltane observance.

I recently acquired a recipe for a butterscotch rice pudding which turned out to be quite edible, though I think it needs fiddling with somewhat.