adventures with saffron
Jul. 22nd, 2022 06:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liminal_spaceso the rice's flavor was DELICIOUS...i mean it. if i had cooked the rice enough, the dish would have been perfection, but it was a little too al dente for it to be delicious. :( we calculated the cost of saffron for the dish and it was like $5 for the 1/2 tsp.
that was the most expensive part of the dish, so the key, i guess, is to use it for these rustic "simple" meals so you can say the meal is affordable. whatever, it was good and i'm going to make it again so i can get the rice right.
the beans were DELICIOUS, but i think i need to cook the carrots and bell pepper a smidge more for them to be just right. i got you, boo.
tonight, i'm using up leftover stuff (pasta, cherry tomatoes, cooked shrimp) and making a repeat of the garlic tomato dish that was so popular with everyone.
yums.
*
(laaater on)
dinner is sort of cooking. i prepped the stuff, got it in the pan, and realized that my timing is off. kid is off mucking/feeding horses at her little part time gig, so i'm going to wait until she gets back to get it all finished. there WAS enough shrimp for all of us, but i ate some and now there's enough for her and mister. oh, well...they were good. =D
i spent the day reading Tales from the Gas Station:
i'm about 70% finished and have to say i'm mostly enjoying it, although it wasn't until i hit the 20% mark that i decided i wanted to finish it.
i have also played a bit of sims 4 after a too-long absence and am currently having my sim be a lady farmer. i'm gonna tell you this -- the sims 4 must have had a consultant who actually HAS a farm, because animal chores are taking my poor sim girl a lot of time. at least there is no obvious shit to clean up....that's a perk.
and not that there needs to be dessert every night, but i'm sort of bummed that there is no dessert for tonight. :( i could whip something up, but that would require me doing more cooking and the past three days have been more than enough for me to say I NEED A BREAK.
which i'm getting. =D the beloved mister -- who truly is a saint amongst husbands -- is doing most of the cooking this weekend. i'm getting a smash burger (i LOVE how he makes hamburgers) and wedges w/garlic sauce, carnitas tacos, and maybe i can convince him to make me some grilled chicken legs. the good thing about grilling legs is that it gives us some extras for next week's lunches: that's super good since i have a feeling moving dakota and starting work on fixing up his area is going to be emotionally exhausting for me and physically exhausting for him. and since shit rolls downhill, kid will be whooped due to proximity. probrecita.
*
mister has a pretty close friend from his days as a young lad in the midwest that lives in sweden and has a house in spain. they have offered it up for a visit and because i became a hater of airplane travel after the kid was born, i've always said NO WAY. i'm rethinking that, because i bet a) saffron will be cheaper there, b) i can get REAL spanish paprika, and c) food. ;)
i need to let that roll around in my flavor packet before i commit to anything, and odds are? it will be a long roll.
*
IN OTHER NEWS....
gay husband should be getting info pretty soon about getting to be an extra on "general hospital." i'm pretty excited for him! like i told him, one day you're a non-speaking background character picking up a cup of coffee and walking away and the next? you're playing a nice guy AND an evil twin who is having an affair with a main character and, after she breaks it off, you plot and plan to destroy her family ONLY TO BE THWARTED and pushed down stairs, where you fall into a coma that lasts 3 years, during which you talk secrets in your comasleep and a nurse overhears you. she ends up falling in love with you, you wake up, BUT YOU HAVE AMNESIA! and the nurse gets you back to your evil self by reminding you of the things you said while in a coma and THEN you get back to destroying your ex-lover and her fam.
*nod*
it could happen...and has. =D
*
although this isn't mister's friend's place in spain...i'd stay here. LOOK AT HOW MARVELOUS!
that was the most expensive part of the dish, so the key, i guess, is to use it for these rustic "simple" meals so you can say the meal is affordable. whatever, it was good and i'm going to make it again so i can get the rice right.
the beans were DELICIOUS, but i think i need to cook the carrots and bell pepper a smidge more for them to be just right. i got you, boo.
tonight, i'm using up leftover stuff (pasta, cherry tomatoes, cooked shrimp) and making a repeat of the garlic tomato dish that was so popular with everyone.
yums.
*
(laaater on)
dinner is sort of cooking. i prepped the stuff, got it in the pan, and realized that my timing is off. kid is off mucking/feeding horses at her little part time gig, so i'm going to wait until she gets back to get it all finished. there WAS enough shrimp for all of us, but i ate some and now there's enough for her and mister. oh, well...they were good. =D
i spent the day reading Tales from the Gas Station:
Working at a dead-end retail job in the middle of nowhere can be hard. The long hours. The helpless customers. The enormous eldritch horror living deep below the building…
As the only full-time employee at the twenty-four hour gas station at the edge of town, Jack has pretty much seen it all. But when he decides to start an online journal documenting the bizarre day-to-day occurrences, he unwittingly attracts the attention of much more than just a few conspiracy theorists. With the body count steadily on the rise and a dark, ancient force infecting the dreams of everyone around him, Jack will do everything in his power to stay out of the way and mind his own business.
After all, he’s just a gas station clerk. It’s not like he’s getting paid enough to wage battle against the nightmarish aberrations plaguing his community. Besides, he already has his hands full attempting to manage all those mysterious lawn gnomes, the mutant raccoons, and the charming phantom cowboy who lives in the bathroom.
Based on the award-winning creepypasta by GasStationJack, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume One is a love letter to the pioneers of classic horror tailored to a generation that grew up in the era of smartphones and WiFi.
i'm about 70% finished and have to say i'm mostly enjoying it, although it wasn't until i hit the 20% mark that i decided i wanted to finish it.
i have also played a bit of sims 4 after a too-long absence and am currently having my sim be a lady farmer. i'm gonna tell you this -- the sims 4 must have had a consultant who actually HAS a farm, because animal chores are taking my poor sim girl a lot of time. at least there is no obvious shit to clean up....that's a perk.
and not that there needs to be dessert every night, but i'm sort of bummed that there is no dessert for tonight. :( i could whip something up, but that would require me doing more cooking and the past three days have been more than enough for me to say I NEED A BREAK.
which i'm getting. =D the beloved mister -- who truly is a saint amongst husbands -- is doing most of the cooking this weekend. i'm getting a smash burger (i LOVE how he makes hamburgers) and wedges w/garlic sauce, carnitas tacos, and maybe i can convince him to make me some grilled chicken legs. the good thing about grilling legs is that it gives us some extras for next week's lunches: that's super good since i have a feeling moving dakota and starting work on fixing up his area is going to be emotionally exhausting for me and physically exhausting for him. and since shit rolls downhill, kid will be whooped due to proximity. probrecita.
*
mister has a pretty close friend from his days as a young lad in the midwest that lives in sweden and has a house in spain. they have offered it up for a visit and because i became a hater of airplane travel after the kid was born, i've always said NO WAY. i'm rethinking that, because i bet a) saffron will be cheaper there, b) i can get REAL spanish paprika, and c) food. ;)
i need to let that roll around in my flavor packet before i commit to anything, and odds are? it will be a long roll.
*
IN OTHER NEWS....
gay husband should be getting info pretty soon about getting to be an extra on "general hospital." i'm pretty excited for him! like i told him, one day you're a non-speaking background character picking up a cup of coffee and walking away and the next? you're playing a nice guy AND an evil twin who is having an affair with a main character and, after she breaks it off, you plot and plan to destroy her family ONLY TO BE THWARTED and pushed down stairs, where you fall into a coma that lasts 3 years, during which you talk secrets in your comasleep and a nurse overhears you. she ends up falling in love with you, you wake up, BUT YOU HAVE AMNESIA! and the nurse gets you back to your evil self by reminding you of the things you said while in a coma and THEN you get back to destroying your ex-lover and her fam.
*nod*
it could happen...and has. =D
*
although this isn't mister's friend's place in spain...i'd stay here. LOOK AT HOW MARVELOUS!
