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And of course this has caused me to create recipes for Carrot Salad with Panch Poron, for spiced chocolate honeycake, and for split pea soup with tandoori masala and spiced cauliflower.
As if this wasn’t enough, I’ve been to two farmers’ markets – the usual delightful one at Flemington and a brand new one at Coburg. I wrote a non-blog post where I linked to a few recipes I’ve seen and enjoyed recently, and started the May Vegetarian Challenge, with a theme of Legumes! As always, I’d love to see you join in if you have something suitable.
(If you are getting the impression that I did nothing this week except for cook and write about it, well, that’s certainly how it felt, but I did go to work, too, more’s the pity!)
Over on my music blog, I have been rather more restrained. On Monday, in a mellow mood, I posted a rather beautiful version of ‘Plaisir d’amour’ (the art song version, not the Nana Mouskouri one). And on Friday, I posted ‘The Song Song’, which explains all sorts of important points of composition, such as the fact that a good chorus needs repetition (a good chorus needs repetition)…
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chris the cynic wrote:
I started the week with a post where I took an image of the famous painting The Starry Night and did to it what I tend to do to images. I actually had two posts on it, the first where I had the images all scaled down so you could see the whole thing, the second where a central portion was shown full size.
Then I had a post called “A tooth ache, a hostage situation, and a food kitchen worker who doesn’t give a shit.” It was not a particularly fun Monday. It later turned out that the person claiming to have hostages never had any in the first place. Also, soon after getting on antibiotics the toothache got much, much less bad. Even so, I officially gave spammers the time off.
On viewing the movie Dinowolf, which was, disappointingly, not about a dinosaur-wolf hybrid, I said that I think it’s time to revive a certain trope because the pendulum has swung all the way from characters knowing a person’s life story based on an accent alone to being so unobservant that they miss signs piled six miles deep that others aren’t who they claim to be. I get into more depth in the post.
Edith and Ben: Promises Kept isn’t part of the main flow of the story because it requires there to have been a more mainstream Twilighty version of the van scene which proved to Ben that things were impossible under the normal known laws of physics and forced Edith, as Edward to Bella, to get Ben to keep what he knows a secret on the promise that she’ll explain things. That doesn’t happen in Edith and Ben, but this is what the characters would have done if it had happened.
And, finally, I had Word Salad (Post 5.1). Post Five included three versions of what you get if you take the first chapter of Through The Looking Glass and replace the words with words from another book. 5.1 is the same thing with Chapter 2. The three versions are words from a chess handbook (which, unfortunately, doesn’t actually have enough words), words from Moby Dick, and words from Pride and Prejudice.
In Case You Missed This
About 4 million people in the USA had their homes stolen by banks (people generally steal smaller objects, banks go big), it was later determined that rather than give the stolen homes back the banks should pay the people 300 to 500 dollars. Because that’s the going rate for a house, right? Being banks, they paid not in cash but with checks. Being banks, those checks bounced. No one thought they were really going to pony up $300 for a house, did they? Links to four articles on the subject at Fred Clark’s place. (Note that in one spot it indicates the checks were from $300 to $5,000, that’s a typo. People no doubt wish the top of the range was $5,000 rather than $500.)