I just resisted the urge to cite the Sacred Band of Thebes in response to a gays in the military flamewar. (I figured the cultural context for a modern military unit is sufficiently different that it'd be taken as disingenuous.) But it amuses me tremendously that this sort of thing is in my head to have available for such commentary, even if I don't take the opportunity.
"I'm not a historian or an etymologist, I just have a lot of useless crap in my head." --John Kensmark, rasfc
I want to make soup, and have essentially none of the ingredients I need. Moomph, moomph, moomph. I should study my cookbook and make a list so maybe said ingredients can be gotten if
teinedreugan gets home before the grocery closes. It's not a soup I've tried making before, either, and I'm only dimly familiar with its cultural context. So. Experimentation ahoy.
It's nice to know that I can have a relationship-process related glitch, pinpoint it before it's turned into something catastrophic, get into a medium where I have belief that it can be resolved, and actually resolve it. Within the course of an hour. And I'm gonna publically snuggle
brooksmoses now, so there. *snuggle*
Deep pondering question of the week: Is my sudden recent craving for cocoa more closely related to the weather (cold and iggy lately) or the current downpoint in my hormone cycle?
"I'm not a historian or an etymologist, I just have a lot of useless crap in my head." --John Kensmark, rasfc
I want to make soup, and have essentially none of the ingredients I need. Moomph, moomph, moomph. I should study my cookbook and make a list so maybe said ingredients can be gotten if
It's nice to know that I can have a relationship-process related glitch, pinpoint it before it's turned into something catastrophic, get into a medium where I have belief that it can be resolved, and actually resolve it. Within the course of an hour. And I'm gonna publically snuggle
Deep pondering question of the week: Is my sudden recent craving for cocoa more closely related to the weather (cold and iggy lately) or the current downpoint in my hormone cycle?
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Ooh. Further detail respectfully requested.
And I'm gonna publically snuggle brooksmoses now, so there. *snuggle*
ObAww: Aww.
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It's Pho Bo, Vietnamese beef noodle soup. I've gotten it in restaurants (well, a restaurant) before, and I really, really like it; I'm interested in seeing if I can manage to make a facsimile thereof. I don't know enough about Vietnamese food to trust that I have a sense of the essence of what it's supposed to be; I find that cuisines seem to work for me like languages -- if I get familiar enough with them I can work within them and . . . improvise? Patch gaps? I know the genre of what it's supposed to taste like, so I can tinker with it successfully. Thingy.
I'll probably wind up substituting scallions for the leeks in the recipe, partly 'cause I don't think I can get baby leeks, and partly because
And limes! Oh, limes, heavenly limes. :) Hm. I'm rambling.
If I successfully get Stuff for this and manage to make it -- it's a little more involved even than the hot and sour soup recipe I use -- I shall post results.
Does that answer your query, or shall I blither incoherently s'more? ;)
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It does indeed, and now I'm hungry.
Many thanks for indulging me. :-)
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Good hunting on the food front. I should probably get more, because even if I make pho bo immediately upon having ingredients for same, it'll be an hour and a bit before it's done. Hmmm.
Off to cultivate my domesticity by emptying the dishwasher now. . .
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Ooh, what a great quote! I just added it to my quotes page
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You are so nifty. :)
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who *did* cite the Sacred Band last time she was in a gays-in-the-military flamewar...