17 October 2017 @ 08:12 am
At long last, I know why some recipes call for "sea salt" and it's not actually ridiculous!  
I usually ignore the salt measurements except when baking, and just salt to taste, but that's because I've been cooking since I've been old enough to drag a chair to the stove and push vegetables around on a skillet. This is potentially disastrous to people who don't know as much about cooking!

Sometimes your recipes call for a specific type of salt - and there could be an actual reason why. Not if it's trendy salt, usually, but if it's "sea salt," Diamond kosher salt, or Morton's kosher salt, there's a specific reason and you should actually pay attention. Who knew?

I mean, I've been cooking for multiple decades and I had no fucking clue before this morning, so if you didn't know, don't feel bad! Hell, Bon Appetit magazine didn't even know until 2013, and they're goddamn Bon Appetit gourmet magazine.

This is going to make a world of difference in my pickling, that's for sure. No wonder my pickled turnips always turn out too salty.

The Kosher Salt Question

Tagline: Prized for its purity and flaky texture, kosher salt has been a home-cooking standard for decades. But the two major brands, Diamond Crystal and Morton, are very different products. Your ruined meatballs can attest.

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13 October 2017 @ 03:36 pm
Writerly things  
The good: I have a solid idea for the short story I want to write for the Fell Beasts and Fair anthology.

The bad: Said idea came with enough backstory for a novel (or three)...IF I had the skill to plot and write the backstory properly, which I do not. And even if I did, the novel would suffer from a raging case of genre confusion, with elements of classic sword and sorcery, political intrigue, and icky romance cooties.

But the short story idea should work, if I can get it done by the November 1 deadline.

In other news, I have become mostly nocturnal, with my prime sleeping time between 7am and 1:30pm, and my prime writing time between 3am and 5am. IDEK.
 
 
Current Mood: not awake yet
 
 
13 October 2017 @ 02:38 pm
 
My sinuses hurt like crazy still so I'm still spending a lot of my time sleeping off benedryl because it's hay fever season and all the allergens from up North are flying through the air to Florida. Of course I'm also allergic to dust and pet dander and all sorts of fun stuff.

So I've spent most of my time sleeping, reading fanfic, and listening to music and forcing myself to move so I don't get a blood clot. Despite this it's managed to be an exciting week.

I discovered a new recipe that Ian and I loved, that was very healthy and involved spaghetti squash. I always love when a new healthy recipe is a hit. Ian loved it and normally spaghetti squash recipes get a meh.

Ian's giving lectures to my roommate and childhood best friend (Bri) about circuits and electricity because she really wants to leave retail so their seeing if she has a knack for it, so she could maybe get a job as a designer. It's been fun.

Bri got a second job, cleaning houses for a lady that does rental homes here. She'll make some good money and hopefully stop running out of money well before she gets her next paycheck.

She gave me a scare on Monday or Tuesday. First Ian was tired and grumpy at me and then she arrived home and I left my room and chirped at her.

She finished putting her stuff in the fridge. And made eye contact and her eyes looked all bulgy like she was going to kill me. She stomped to her shower and I went into my room to hide because I thought she was made at me. And I didn't come out until I was certain she was asleep.

Later I recieve texts from her and I come out and it's how I found about her second job, she'd told Ian and thought he'd told me and found out that she'd been pissed at her boss from her retail job and thought she'd said hello.

We had a good laugh and I was reassured that she wasn't mad at me. I am having fun teasing her about though.

Childhood best friends if you can't mock one another gently what is years of friendship for?

She still mocks me about the candle incident after all.

It was my birthday and we were walking down the cake aisle and I held up birthday candles and said I wanted something to blow on my birthday. She cracked up. A stock person stocking said aisle looked at me funny. Ian quit coming towards us with drinking supplies and I was confused and then bright red.

And that was five years ago? Perhaps more...

I'm also fascinated in the fact that Europe is getting a hurricane. I didn't know that could happen.

I hope everyone effected takes the appropriate safety precautions and makes sure to have water, food supplies and candles.

And I think I've babbled enough.

Crossposted on IJ/LJ/DW.
 
 
Current Mood: thirsty