"OH, YOU CAN'T HELP THAT," SAID THE CAT, "WE'RE ALL MAD HERE."
--Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Friday, March 24, 2017

Health Desk: What is Normal?

Some days I feel normal all day. Nice to have that sprinkled in. Which lead to getting outdoors and trying to walk to some shopping. I made it across one of the major roadways at the perimeter of this housing area but not the biggest one...

I might be the only pedestrian in this town. The intersections are treacherous in perfect weather. After the snowplows clear roadways there is no way to approach crosswalks, much less electronic crossing buttons. I couldn't even get close to the crossing.
The sidewalk that goes nowhere.
So, I gave up and walked back home. In the other direction, the Dunkin' Donuts place is hemmed in by big banks of plowed snow, too. A friend stopped by right after I got back and drove me to get the prescription I was after.

Marge was back for about a day and I got some shopping done. I thought I'd give bread baking a try and had a success. No kneading. Mix together flour, water, salt, and 1/2 teaspoon dry yeast. Then let it sit 19 hours.

19 hours.
Then shape into a round thing with cornmeal top and bottom sitting on a tea towel that you fold over it for 2-3 more hours.

Bake covered in a Dutch Oven at 450 degrees. After half hour take the lid off and bake 15 min. more.

Omigosh! The best loaf I ever made.
That's Grandma Steinbach's bread knife.

From last fall before things went crazy.

This week. This Tillandsia is thriving perched in Marge's shell on the windowsill.
Today, Miss Suzy came by and ate a popcorn I'd thrown outside.




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