I can relate…I went to cooking school and now I have no problem making food for like 6+ people at a time, but when I try to make portions for just myself it’s SO much harder. Every little adjustment makes a difference.
ETA: I mentioned cooking school just because nearly all our lessons / recipes there were for like 15+ people. Not quite the same as having been taught in a home kitchen.
There’s a health insurance industry executive conference coming up and they just voted to hold it remotely rather than in-person (as it was supposed to be).
I’m reading a book of short stories by Stephen King called “You Like it Darker.” There’s one called “Danny Coughlin’s Bad Dream,” and although it’s obviously fictional, it does a good job portraying how someone could easily get sucked into a situation like this just trying to do a good deed and end up with long-lasting and far-reaching ramifications. I liked how he had the protagonist handle it, but I’m not sure I’d be that strong and level headed. I hope I never have to find out.
I have a Panerai kinetic winding watch, and I can’t explain how much I love wearing it. There’s a certain old world, rare craftsmanship to it that I can feel the weight of on my wrist, and hear when I hold it to my ear. Somehow it makes me appreciate time passing and the value of making the most of it.
Well, it’s water under the fridge now anyway.
It was an Impossible Burger…do those have iron too? Now I’m curious…hmm…
ETA: Yes! They have about 25% of your recommended daily iron. TIL
I sprung for a takeout burger from a nearby bar today. I’d been dreaming and obsessing about it for three days. $20 later…at least my obsession is cured! (It was pretty damn good though.)
Robin Hoodie
And perhaps Brits and Canadians. I’m not sure about their visit numbers though.
I like this trend of throwing other states into the ocean. For too long Alaska and Hawaii have been floating around out there on their own!
But if it’s a man-lovin’-lady bassist, do the flirting.
For me, listening to an audiobook read by someone with a soothing voice as I fall asleep is enough of a distraction to help transition from my monkey-mind stressful thoughts. It has to be a book I don’t actually care about following though, as I expect to listen to the story quite disjointedly over time. I’ve found some particular narrators I like and filter by them on my library’s app, and basically listen to whatever is currently available to borrow with them reading.