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storytimewithjoeYou quickly fill in that time with another project, of course!
Last night was slotted for a dance rehearsal. So, after hitting the House of Pain, I raced home to meet with my troupe to run them through a 15th century ballo (you know... like ya do). On the drive home, I got a call saying one of them was sick, so we would have to just make do with the final dress rehearsal next week. No prob. I feel pretty darned confident that the group is doing well. But, of course, this meant that my action-packed evening was now open. For 2 seconds, perhaps. To make good use of that time, I moved one of my Friday night projects forward. So last night became... MUSTARD night.
For my cooking guild, I am working on a 14th century wine-reduction-mustard recipe. I made up a few different batches using some organic wines, some cheap stuff, etc,. etc. The kitchen smelled lovely while I was at work. Now to wait the 4 months that the recipe requires to see if it worked.
Last night was slotted for a dance rehearsal. So, after hitting the House of Pain, I raced home to meet with my troupe to run them through a 15th century ballo (you know... like ya do). On the drive home, I got a call saying one of them was sick, so we would have to just make do with the final dress rehearsal next week. No prob. I feel pretty darned confident that the group is doing well. But, of course, this meant that my action-packed evening was now open. For 2 seconds, perhaps. To make good use of that time, I moved one of my Friday night projects forward. So last night became... MUSTARD night.
For my cooking guild, I am working on a 14th century wine-reduction-mustard recipe. I made up a few different batches using some organic wines, some cheap stuff, etc,. etc. The kitchen smelled lovely while I was at work. Now to wait the 4 months that the recipe requires to see if it worked.
