%^$@@#$@%#$@ thumb cramp.
Bad, Doggio, bad!
BooFae That recipe sounds nummy. We will try it.
No Memorial Day cold snap here. We’re forecasted to hit 97F. It’s going to be a LONG summer.
I am very jealous of this. I love peonies. They don’t grow well around here, although my mom is giving it the old college try, Also, I would love the brioche recipe.
My weight loss diet is, after trying a number of things, don’t eat very much. Right now it’s a little easier because my blessed temporary crown came off. I didn’t bite into anything. I was just chewing a soft roll. The dentist is closed until Tuesday. It doesn’t really seem to be an emergency, so I’m just wearing my bite guard to protect what’s left of the tooth and pushing through.
I still feel like crap, so the day might just entail watching the new Lucifer episodes that just dropped. Dennis Haysbert as God seems like perfect casting to me.
Happy Firday everyone!
What’s really heartbreaking is when he looks up at me with those big brown eyes as if to say “I hurt Dad, please make it stop hurting.” And I can’t. 
Wifey talks about making brioche buns every once in awhile. I would be interested in seeing your recipe, if you don’t mind.
We’re back in central Orygun where it is not raining. In fact it’s sunny and hot. It’s expected to get into the 90s next week. One weatherguesser is saying 100f for Wednesday. We may have to go back to the valley that day though.
I need to get dressed and walk to the post office and mow the lawn today. Maybe I should get on that.
Soon.
True confessions time: My mom loved a bargain. When my daughter and I visited her in California and we went to the grocery store, the two of them would disappear as I was checking the shopping list. I knew where they were: at the clearance rack, poking through discontinued denture cleaner and unpopular cat food flavors to find what Mom called “treasures.”
That isn’t the confession part. The confession part is that I spent extra time roaming around the supermarket yesterday because I was on the phone with my sister and found a huge clearance rack…and was thrilled. I bypassed the canned “cucumbers in brine” from Israel. Aren’t those pickles? Why wouldn’t you call them pickles? (They were not brine-fermented. The brine had garlic and seasonings.) And why in a can, not a jar? I also passed on bubble-gum-scented hair gel. But I got a huge jar of peanut butter (and I live alone and seldom eat PB), some containers with Christmas trees on 'em, and a pink, lacy “sleep cap.” The latter was 90¢ and for a photo of me in it to make my sister smile.
swampy, you sound like you’re all better. 
shoe, glad you’re surviving. Take one Monkey every 4 minutes until better. Hope the gel caps help.
Taters, have fun with Zoe. She sounds adorable.
flyboy, I didn’t hear about the accident. That’s terrible. What was that woman thinking? I hope all survive.
sunny, ouch. And over a long weekend, too. I once chipped a front tooth over a long weekend and spent 3 days looking like an extra in Deliverance, but your situation is worse, especially since you feel crummy. 
Bumba, 100º?! Whoa.
Sitting here shaking my head. In the thread asking for fridge advice, I was the first response, to recommend using a vacuum on the coils. Three posts later, someone else made the same recommendation. Guess who got acknowledged and thanked?? 
I’m proud of myself for not snarking in that thread…
Lunch was OK. FCD said his meal didn’t taste seasoned at all - dunno if it was him or the meal. Mine seemed to be more rice and less shrimp and zucchini than usual. Whatever - I didn’t have to cook or clean up.
When we got home, we moved the small fridge and a little table from the shop to the basement, then I drove ol’ John Deere around the back yard, since it was getting out of control and we’re threatened with 2 or 3 days of rain. So that’s done. I’m about to haul some sodas and a bottle of juice down to the basement fridge. I think I may install a shelf or small cabinet for Roxy snacks. Not today, but eventually.
But now, chillage shall ensue.
Afternoon all (just looked and it’s 2:30pm here—where the heck did the day go?). Did get out to the Wall of Mart and did some shopping, then took advantage of being out and got my hair cut, then came back home and booked my mini-vacation (down to Vicksburg for Civil War and Casinos, then to Corinth because I’ve never been there, then to Clarksburg (not on the last train, but via Shiloh and Fort Donelson–bit of a Civil War fan here–and finally via Nashville (hope to meetup with Wizard and Red) and on home to N. Ali-Bama. Not a major trip, just 4 nights out, but it will get me moving around again. As for July, I have an idea, but I’ll need a roomie for it…
Just poured rain here for about 30 minutes, now the skies are beginning to clear, hopefully with a cooler temperature.
FCM, isn’t it always the first responder seems to never be the one thanked? Some folks just scroll up to the first answer and stop.
nellie, I don’t remember seeing a clearance rack in the local stores, but I’d probably browse it…and my Mom, rest her soul, would definitely be there.
flyboy, glad you weren’t involved in the accident, and the lady deserves the fine IMHO.
Cookie, congrats on the friend’s sit-down.
OK, need to print out those hotel reservations and figure out how to use my new Garmin that I got for Xmas. All y’all take care.
This has happened to me. It makes me feel invisible.
I’ve been in that store 100 times and never saw it. Maybe you have to be talking my sister. Want her number? 
Sounds like our moms were a lot alike. Mine took us kids to every sidewalk sale (Whatever happened to those? Malls, I guess.), Moonlight Madness, and clearance sale in the Chicago area. We loved it. I don’t know why, as there were seldom toys on sale.
I posted this on FB, but I’ll share it here, too. So far this afternoon, I’ve gotten THREE calls from “Amazon” saying purchases in excess of $300 were charged to my card, and if I didn’t make these purchases, I should call and let them know. All 3 calls originated in the 803 area code, but the number I’m supposed to call to report was a different area code. Plus I have my VISA set up to alert me if any online charges are made - surprise - no alerts!
So, obviously, scam-a-rama. I know you’re all too smart to fall for this crap, but you might want to alert any naive friends or relatives. A quick google showed this is a known and ongoing scam.
You’re welcome!
This gave me a hearty laugh. Also, Monkey highly approves of this regimen. What a snuggle-buddy.
I do wonder sometimes, why he picked me. Make no mistake - while I was absolutely smitten the minute I saw him (those thumbs! with a bonus extra thumb nestled in each thumb!) he made it clear that he’d chosen me.
I wasn’t gonna just get the 1st cat I saw, and forced myself to peruse the kittens. (“Look, shoe they have tiny pointy-tails! Look!”) but it was no use. Monkey was brokenheartedly sobbing just out of eyeshot, and I had no interest in any stinkin’ kittens, no matter how friggin’ cute.
I’m down to my last roll of toilet paper. Normally (in the “before times”) this wouldn’t have bothered me. It’s not like I go through the stuff that fast.
But I have trust issues, and it’s gonna take a long time for me to be O.K. with being low on anything crucial.
Plus it’s finally nice out. Maybe a therapeutic trip to the Gettin’ Store would shake out some of these cobwebs.
Maybe with some buying of kitty crack or gooshie-goo?
The mailbox has been loose forever. Last weekend, I noticed it no longer would stay put when I levelled it out. Since irk is slow and I’m irking from home, I went out and pulled out the four roofing nails that held the metal box to the wooden base. I took off the base to find that whoever installed the mailbox 30 years ago used a bunch of galvanised 3-inch finishing nails to secure the base to the post. I hammered them out and secured the base to the post with five 3-inch screws. I have a bunch of self-tapping screws I’d bought when SWMBO wanted to attach a seat to a chair several years ago. I used those to attach the box to the base. When I have to take the box off again, it will be easier than pulling rusty nails out with Vice Grips.
Alert the mods, please, that Nikki has taken over a Doper account.
She’s clever enough, you see, and so cute and tiny that nobody would suspect a thing.
I’m putty in any cat’s paws.
and I like it that way!
This was taken from the NYT. Make sure the dough isn’t too moist, or you’ll end up with brioche pancakes like my first batch. The tangzhong really helps make for a lighter-than-air bun.
Brioche Buns
Tangzhong:
2 tablespoons (20g) bread flour
2 tablespoons (27g) water
4 tablespoons (60g) whole milk
Dough:
1/2 cup(120g) whole milk @ 95f (30c)
1 tablespoon (9g) instant yeast (1.25 tbsp active dry yeast)
2.5 cups (320g) Bread flour
1 teaspoon (7g) fine sea salt
2.5 tablespoons (35g) granulated sugar
1 whole egg and 1 egg yolk
3 tablespoons (42g) unsalted butter, softened
Egg wash: 1 whole egg, splash of whole milk
For the tangzhong: Whisk flour, water and milk together in a small pan. Heat for about 30 seconds until a paste forms. Remove from heat and cool completely.
For the dough: Heat ½ cup of milk to about 100F, add yeast and a teaspoon of sugar. Set aside for about 5 minutes. Whisk together flour, sugar and salt in mixer bowl. Add the butter and work it in with your fingers. Add the yeast mixture and the tangzhong paste. Add one egg and one egg yolk and mix on medium with dough hook for 5-8 minutes until the dough is smooth and elastic.
Grease a glass bowl. Form the dough into a smooth ball and place in bowl. Cover and let rise in a warm place for 1-1.5 hours. Punch down. Lightly flour a work surface. Divide the dough into 6 pieces, approximately 95-105g each. Tuck edges under and shape each piece into a ball by turning and pulling, maintaining contact with the work surface (see this video to clarify the technique: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gTGSUYMu6Ns&t=76s). Place balls on a baking sheet lined with parchment and let raise for 1-2 hours.
Heat oven to 375F. Brush the rolls with egg wash and bake for 16-18 minutes. When browned, brush with melted butter.
I’ve always preferred to have at least some backup supplies on anything vital, but my squirrel urges did get a lot worse last year. Some form of trauma response, maybe? I’ve had anxiety issues all along, and that’s gotten worse in the last couple of years too.
Dragged Gordie out and got the mail, since it looks like a storm may hit.
Thumb thumbs!
Because you’re nice, dammit!
nellie, I love the grocery clerence section, it’s like shopping for a Chopped! basket
[Ted]Your basket contains:
Brined cucumbers
Canned alpaca
Freeze dried kumquats.
banana ice cream.
[/Ted]
For the first time ever, Tonka didn’t eat his gooshy food. 
((((hugs))))
Evening all. Big Bowl O’Sallit has been consumed so stomach is happy. Got the hard copy of Volume 16 of the webcomic Schlock Mercenary along with a 5-book holder to put my volumes in. Now just have to be patient for the last 4 volumes…
FCM, my phone has been busy too, mostly trying to get me to take a DNA test for Medicare (it’s a scam) or sell my house. The Amazon billing was last week’s effort.
shoe, just counted again and I have 36 rolls in my spare bathroom, so if it gets critical…I can’t do a damn thing about it, but I have plenty to spare… 
Rain is gone and it’s still 78F outside, so the heat hasn’t departed yet. Internettin’ and eating celery hearts right now, which should keep me occupied until near bedtime.
All y’all have a good night tonight.
I get this. I feel myself slipping into being a hermit. I’m forcing myself to get out a bit. The world is scary damnit!
flyboy I’m sorry about Tonka. Hugs for you and the Mrs, and skritches for Tonka.
I think I have about 100 rolls of TP. I’ve started buying a number of items in large quantities. I’m not sure if Costco will be my salvation or my bane.