Mark wanted waffles for father’s day; his mom’s sour cream ones, that I made with strained yogurt. Rach bought some of this Wallaby nonfat Greek yogurt last time she was here, and even though I usually don’t like 0% fat, this was really nice and creamy. I looked for it at the co-op and they […]
A long ass week, as John might say, or might’ve said when he was in high school. Sunday: I went to Library School graduation, and Mark went up to the Twins to watch his son graduate. After the SLIS graduation, I biked to the Capitol Square for the WORT block party, and got rained on. […]
I’ve always said that rhubarb custard tart is my Waterloo, the recipe I can never get right. A few days ago, I thought I found a recipe that would work. I baked it last night, and even though this is definitely my best ever, I still had a few problems. I had too much custard, […]
On Monday, our last day in Seattle, we went on the Tour de Jen – a bike ride past three of my sister-in-law’s outdoor artworks, an installation on the roof of a bus shelter, an installation by the side of a bike path, and the most recent mega-work, installed on a fence. Built from […]
I lost my keys three times. The last time, I had to dump my green Timbuk2 bag completely out to find them. I guess that’s OK – the bag had gotten kind of junked up since ALA, so a thorough dump out was a good thing. Mark calls it my Hermione bag, but Hermione had […]
… just too short. I had 4 days of actual vacation this weekend. I only answered a few work emails. And I even took some pictures of food. I knew it had been awhile because when I opened the images in Photoshop, the most recent on the card before this weekend were dated July 26. […]
Last week, in addition to my brother’s weekly post about the hijinks (in their own words “Bikes, beer can baseball with a U lock, random nutsacking, free beer, another perfect night.”) he and his bike gang get up to every Thursday night, my brother wrote about FHR – the Fucking Hills Race, a Sunday afternoon, […]