Author: doug

After over a year of only seeing the inside of my own house, it was eerie to visit this familiar scene today. (It’s OK, they weren’t home; we used our key.)

It looks like there’s been some confusion at the ol’ citrus factory.

I guess this little cup wasn’t entirely dry before I filled it with M&Ms.

Snowdrops won the race this year.

Somehow I have managed to train Gandalf that if I put him on this little footstool I’ll be back soon and he can reclaim my lap when I return.

I have my grandmother’s ca. 1975 table radio. Because of its size and wood cabinet it’s got a good, resonant sound but we’ve never used it because it’s just another radio. So I installed a Bluetooth receiver board into it. The little red circuit board on the right replaces all the discrete electronics you see inside the case.

That little board combines a Bluetooth receiver and Class D stereo amplifiers, powered by a wall wart I already had. The only active piece I reused was the speaker, though I have a dual-voice-coil stereo replacement on order. The switch mounted through the back (switching the speaker) will allow me to switch back to the radio if desired.

What to do when your CSA gives you a 1-pound filet mignon? miniature Beef Wellington, of course! Neither Lis nor I like mushrooms, so this one is lined with spinach braised in cream.

I asked Lis if she wanted potato pancakes this morning, and then jokingly asked, “heart-shaped potato pancakes?”. She didn’t say no, so…

This is what happens when you give me dry ice. Yes, that’s a wee dram of rye.