I bought about three pounds of zucchini at the farmers' market today, since it was cheap and looked really good, and now I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do with all of it. I'm thinking some sort of gazpacho-like raw soup, perhaps, though I have a lousy blender and would be limited to chopping/squishing for the preparation thereof, and ( Read more... )

I just made calzones using bardwnb's recipe for pizza dough (via dragons_cook). They smell so good that I want to forget about lunch tomorrow/Wednesday and eat them right fucking now.

( Taaasty )

I present to you, Herodotus' Histories, through paragraph six of Book One. Copious editing and re-editing has rendered this into something that sort of resembles acceptable English, so please forgive the fact that all of the interesting things about the Greek prose that he uses just don't work in English all that well ( Read more... )

Continued from this post, I give you more of my translation of Plato's Apology. Accuracy not guaranteed.

( Plato's Apology, 18c8 to d7 )

Spent pretty much all day either cooking or preparing for the final session of my RP; dinner ended up really darned tasty, and the game session was an "epilogue" style session, which was kind of a nice wind-down.

Oh, who am I kidding. ( I know what you're really here to see. )

Here, have a Vegetable Orchestra.

And just for extra fiber, try this broccoli ocarina. Broccarina? Ocaroccoli?

Combining my two greatest loves (and, incidentally, my two most-used LJ tags), music and food, in the weirdest of ways...

I love you, internet.

"The large print giveth, and the small print taketh away." Tom Waits, in "Step Right Up," off of Small Change (1976).

"In peace, sons bury fathers, but in war, fathers bury sons." Croesus, in Herodotus's The Histories, 1.87 ( Read more... )

Worked. It started to snow shortly after I arrived at work, and I was wondering whether I'd be able to make it home, but all was well. The roads were wet but not icy. Work itself was fairly dull, though I had some questions for Doc about rats ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it.

I'm going to bake biscuits tomorrow, hopefully. Among other things.

Spent the eve hanging out with coatcult, making a gingerbread house and cookies, drinking tea, eating tasty foods with her family, and being sad that Trabant was closed for the holiday (and declaring that the Ave holds nothing for me ( Read more... )

The quiche for tonight's dinner is in the oven, there's a stack of House DVDs from Blockbusters next to the computer, and I've been listening to my brother and his band rehearse all afternoon.

I'd forgotten how much I like being home.

(Also, Mike and Stevo and Karsten and Nate brought over Rock Band last night. I played a little. It's cool.)