I've been improvising in the kitchen lately to feed my son, who's both autistic and a bottomless pit. And vegetarian, and lactose intolerant. So I thought I'd give him a break from beans+grain by baking eggs in bell pepper halves. I based it on an online recipe that includes ham as the flavor ingredient, substituting corn off the cob and sliced green onions.
Two fixes I'd make for next time: remember to check the yolks for doneness by poking them, because they will continue to look raw; and leave out the splash of milk (almond milk, to be precise). Most recipes for baked eggs use milk or cheese to help make the eggs soft and fluffy; problem is that wet eggs look raw, and some milks (including almond milk, sadly) curdle in the 400F oven. But overall, a decent success.
When I was out in the backyard today putting nuts out for the crows, the squirrel I've been calling Little Mama climbed to the top of the fence and stared at me. Usually she will come to the ground and silently ask for nuts, which I'll toss to her. Today, though, she seemed to want something, looking at me with her glossy black eyes. I held out a cashew and she took it with her tiny brown fingers, then sat there eating it, keeping an eye on me. When she finished, she begged again, and I gave her another cashew, and another, which she took in her little mouth. While she was eating, I laid out some other nuts to see what she liked best. She knocked the shelled pistachio off the fence post, but walnuts and macadamias seemed to pass inspection.
What an honor. I know lots of people befriend squirrels, but I didn't think I would. I just wanted a crow army. This is an unexpected bonus!
I was finally able to get a good recording of The Lady Catherine purring. She's got some motor. Maybe one of those motorcycle exhausts designed to be extra loud. Sorry about the YouTube link! I don't know how to add alt-text to YouTube, but the only audio is her purring. She's a chubby brown tabby with white paws and asymmetrical nose blaze getting brushed by my son, using a gray rubber hand brush that is shaped kind of like a kitchen sponge.
On one side, a woman whose phone is loud enough that I can hear her friend's voice. On the other, a man whose stink only became apparent when I took off my mask to drink coffee. Bah. I hate travel.
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