Note to self: Buy or borrow a deep fryer in October. There are so many great food ideas for Halloween in here it isn’t even funny.
Author: Kris
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Swimming
I had my first class tonight over at the Thorpe-quarium, and it was great. There were four of us in the class (all girls), and our teacher was a young woman from Brazil. Two of the students were very new to swimming, while the Irish chick and myself were further along. We started with the basics – blowing bubbles under the water. Then we moved on to floating and kicking, first with kickboards and fun noodles but eventually without. Nothing too taxing, but it felt good to start at the absolute beginning and confirm that what I was doing was correct. I’m also proud to tell you that I am the frickin’ Hermione Granger of floating. We were supposed to use the noodles to start, but I tossed mine right away and showed the teacher that I could do it without.(I think it’s my pot belly. I have natural buoyancy.) The other girls were all nice and friendly, and we had a fun time together. I can’t wait to go back next week!
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Thank goodness for Kevin.
I was a little worried about Obama’s losses in Ohio and Texas, but Kevin’s spelled it all out for me: Hilary’s still done. Stick a fork in her. I especially liked the football metaphor.
Obama is up 34-7 in the fourth quarter. Clinton just scored a touchdown. The score is now 34-14, but now there’s only 2 minutes left and Obama has the ball. For all intent and purposes, he can just take a knee and run out the clock. (Not that I suggest he do so. Since the other team is playing dirty, we might as well run up the score.)
On a related note, I got some emails today from the Democrats Abroad confirming that I’m now a full member. (I signed up when I voted in the primary.)
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Clearing the decks before vacation…
They’re renovating the office area at the shop, so I worked from home today. At first I was looking forward to it, like, “Woohoo! I get to ‘work’ from ‘home’!” But instead, I found that without the random disruptions of calls from the shopfloor, I was able to slip into a disturbingly productive mindset. Other than two quick breaks (to eat a sandwich and Skype my nephew during his dinner), I worked straight through til after 7:00 without even realizing it. I managed to add 160 new products to the TC website, including loads of new Clover knitting accessories (and Chibis!).
I’m not going away anywhere for vacation. I’m just taking a week off. I haven’t had any days off in nearly a year. Needless to say, I’m REALLY looking forward to it.
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Oxtail Stew
I had another good customer service experience tonight. I went over to the Broadway to get supplies for this beef stew, and I stopped in at the butcher for the meat. “Would that gravy beef be good for a stew?” I asked the guy at the counter. He nodded. I opened my mouth to tell him how much I wanted, when I was suddenly interrupted by another guy in the back. “Nah, you’ll want the oxtail!” he suggested. The what? Oxtail. He showed me a tray of it, which reminded me of shin beef (for making osso bucco). It didn’t take much convincing. It was cheap, and my helpful butcher friend gave me some tips on cooking it. (Just brown it and leave it on the bone while it cooks; add in a good glug of red wine; let it stew for a long time…) So tonight, I cooked oxtail stew for the first time. I cooked it on the stove (rather than putting it in the oven) for about two hours, and I substituted potatoes instead of rutabaga. It was GREAT. The meat went very tender, and the gelatine from the bones made for a lovely rich thick soup (without being overly fatty). Any ickiness I might have felt over eating, you know, SPINAL CORD pretty much disappeared when I had the bowl in front of me. I was gnawin’ those bones with my bare hands! (My sister will be retching at this point.) Thanks, Mr. Butcher Man! It was cheap, filling, and oh so tasty. Much recommended for the carnivorous folks…
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Arson!
Oooooooh! The cops say that the Nando’s explosion a few weeks ago was DELIBERATE. I’m not sure I buy the story about the brother-in-law. If this were a TV movie, he’d have been the one there setting the fire to collect the insurance money…
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WWCGD?
What would Cary Grant do? Sage advice.
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Happy’s Place
The Happy’s Place post just keeps getting more surreal….
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Redfern Mural
I was reading this article about the repainting of an Aboriginal mural at a Redfern community center when I realised that I knew one of the people quoted in the story. Lyn Turnbull is (was?) a member of our inner city Guild group. Looks like she’s still fighting the good fight.