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I made shortbread again this weekend.

And this NPR story was too fine not to share:


As part of my summer tour of local eateries, I arrived this morning at Pint Size Bakery (Watson just south of Arsenal in South City) just after they opened . . . to find the line out the door.

A wait of ten minutes gave me time to peruse the display case loaded with sweet and savory goodies.

And to notice the number of young couples, young families, and occasional middle-aged professors standing in line for what is clearly a neighborhood locale of popularity.

My bacon, Cheddar, and Swiss quiche was light and delicate and just savory enough, with a most perfect flaky crust.  I don’t know when I’ve had a lighter, yet substantial, piece of quiche.

I brought home a blueberry/lemon scone, which I will save for later this morning, after some chores.  I’ll enjoy it with some homemade lemon curd.


Random Wednesday observations

  1. There’s nothing like the threat of riots to keep people off the streets.  I’ve never ever witnessed I-170 as empty at 6 p.m. as it was on Tuesday when I was in the taxi from the airport.
  2. Airport VIP lounges are nice places to relax for an hour.
  3. You know you look like a local when two ultra-Orthodox Jewish men ask you for directions in the airport.
  4. Trader Joe’s chili lime cashews are more spicy than they appear at first taste.
  5. Samson is the best snuggle-dog ever.
  6. Talking by chat apps with people from around the world is a true life pleasure.
  7. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
  8. Hiring new faculty is another of life’s true pleasures.
  9. I miss the mountains.
  10. Jo Malone products are ridiculously overpriced, but so worth it!


Cottage pie

I’m determined to do more of my own cooking.  There is no reason in the world why I should eat convenience food!

So, after a $115 run to the store to restock the larder as it were, I came home at 6.45 to start dinner.  By 7.40 p.m. the cottage pie was out of the oven.  Turkey, beef stock, carrots, onions, potatoes — this was a fine meal!  I finished it with some white grapes.



7.15 in the morning.  Blue skies without a cloud.  A hint of Spring in the air.

I’ve had my French toast, with wonderful sourdough as the bread.  And honey from way up north in Manhattan as the topping.

Samson was especially cuddly this morning.

I like Fridays when they start off like this.

Spring Break is hours away.  That probably influences my happiness this morning.

And I’m going to see Next to Normal this evening.

Sunday ends

First Sunday of Lent, and the Great Litany in Procession.

A long nap instead of lunch.

Phone visit with a dear and long-time friend.

Three hours of work at the office.

A pleasant recital at 4 in Moore Auditorium.

Two loads of laundry.

Steak and baked potato for dinner.

Evening Prayer for Lent I.

Samson is now needing attention and pampering.  My fireplace calls.

And so another Sunday ends.