It became maddening last night.
ETA: I have proven once again that I am S-M-R-T. The power cord I kept moving around in the living room with the assumption that it was for one of Pete's laptops actually turned out to be my charger. So, hooray
*At least for today At the farm a few weeks ago, J was looking to expand his flock of chickens and in preparation, managed to score a free rooster…
Is there ever any sort of discussion about the environmental impact of the oil spills associated with tankers sunk in WWII?
Last night's meal: Veal sweetbreads from calves slaughtered that morning in a cream sauce made with wild garlic and foraged mushrooms. I'm not even…