TIL I can throw a drink at Matt Gaetz and only go to jail for 15 days. Good to know if he’s still around next time I’m in DC. 

Amazon Prime has a treasure trove of light documentaries. I watched one about Alexandria this weekend and started one about a Scythian tomb.

At my old apartment I had 2 bottles with pour spouts on the counter, 1 for olive oil and 1 for canola. That seemed to work well. I left those for my ex, so I’ve been living in anarchy and winging it at the moment. I can’t say I recommend trying to pour a drizzle of canola from a giant jug.

The Replacements is probably my favorite. I still say “I’m wiry” whenever I accomplish a surprising athletic feat. (Even if I’m built more like Fumiko.)

I have a 3 section salt cellar on my counter for exactly this reason. Top section is a fine pink salt, middle is Maldon flakes, biggest bottom section is kosher. That way it’s an easy spin between fine salt for baking (generally the only time I measure) or any time I want the salt to dissolve quickly, kosher to cook,…

I miss living somewhere/knowing where in my new city to buy bulk produce. I used to buy a few pounds of ginger and peel it, then blend the chunks and freeze it in ice cube trays. So easy to toss in a stir fry or whatever. I made ginger simple syrup with the peels. 

I have my ex blocked on everything but Paypal, highly recommend. It’s still annoying and invasive as shit when he reaches out, but at least I’m getting compensated for it. 

My cousin moved from PA to Charleston, SC and loves it. He’s always posting photos on the beach, boating, etc. 

I like the “hot for food” cauliflower wings the best, but they are a project, and not a quick fix. I just bought a bag of frozen cauliflower wings I’m going to try in the air fryer, to see if they’re a good weeknight option.

Apartment mess was one of my biggest issues with my ex, and it has been such a pleasure and relief to live alone. I have dishes in the sink right now from my big St. Patrick’s day cook, but I’m chipping away at them 1 drying-rack full at a time, and will have the apartment back to my happy level of clean by the end of…

I really regret not considering a women’s college. Back when I was in high school, it was implied that you’d only consider it if you were in the closet. And god forbid anyone think I was gay.

I don’t know if it’s because there’s a glimmer of hope of a vaccine soon, but I’m just so worried I don’t know how to interact with people anymore and am worried about making connections in my new city.

The Dateline episode about this was nuts. (I listen to the podcast version, but I’m sure the TV version was hard too.)

It’s warming up enough where I live that I’ve started tossing the last few sad clementines into my morning smoothie. But this looks like a great way to use sad fruit if it gets cold enough for oatmeal again. 

There’s a gym in my apartment building that I would love to check out (beyond quickly sticking my head in when I toured the amenities) but I always see people in there working out without masks. Even if I go at an off time, I’m just too worried about who has been in there right before me.

I’d like to thank Last Week Tonight for being so timely with this:

This is a good point. My ex shaved down to a moustache for a Halloween costume that also required a suit, and I thought it was sexy as hell. Everyone else gave him shit for it, but I was so down.

Both came out good! Seems like the photos haven’t migrated from my phone to google yet, but everything was successful this weekend except the bagels were on the small side. The recipe said to make 8, I’d probably divide it into 6 and bake longer next time.

I cooked quite a bit today. I made the King Arthur flour lemon bread last weekend, so I made cheesecake ice cream with a lemon swirl to use up most of the leftover lemon curd from that recipe.

Maybe tall and thin? I'm 5'10" and fat, so if I wear anything oversized or menswear inspired I think it just makes me look massive. But my shorter friends can wear an oversized blazer that hits them midthigh and looks like a great intentional outfit.