After checking my email and prioritizing replies, mornings typically involve a tour through internet-land, with brief stops at Google+ or Twitter or LinkedIn. Yes, OR. Each fills a well-defined need, and not very well, I would say. Filtering through the data is a time-suck and the current solutions to this, personalized search results, can’t read my mind or predict what I want. Sometimes even I can’t! Continue reading
Life has been mildly nutty the last few weeks. Between receiving an SMS from my sweetheart announcing the death of his grandmother during one of his business trips in January and weeks of my slowly losing energy and suspecting an ear infection which resulted in running to a primary care physician who prescribed antibiotics, I have temporarily lost that creative spark. It’ll return, but it’s being trumped by more pressing matters that scream for attention. Continue reading
It was an exciting day, mostly because I was filled with an almost boundless energy this morning after weeks of painful, tiring brainmushies (now attributed to an ear infection). Also, there was an eighteen-hour old pile of dough eager to be folded and left to rise for another couple of hours before baking. Life can be this exciting. I promise.
Sitting in a bowl is a pile of dough, and sitting in this chair is a girl typing and hoping for the fourth time in a month that this particular pile will rise up and yield the double-in-size promise suggested in the No-Knead Bread recipe, the breadchild of Jim Lahey of the Sullivan Street Bakery. I stumbled across the recipe, long ago, at the Chocolate & Zucchini blog and later discovered the recipe was a NY Times sensation. Continue reading