Decided to make bolognese, most of which will be frozen for future “I can’t be bothered to cook” days. Cobbled the recipe together from a few different sources. It is decidedly non-traditional, but tasty and simple. Ingredients Optional Method Freeze whatever you’re going to freeze at this point. When ready to eat, stir in half and half cream and parsley...
I want to make more time to read, but I also have 400,000 other things I want to do. Also, you know, work and stuff. So it goes. While I haven’t been reading as much as I would like, I have still been reading every day with two books actively on the go: Girls Who Lie, by Eva Bjorg Aegisdottir...
Written by Eva Bjorg Aegisdottir and translated by Victoria Cribb, The Creak on the Stairs is a slow burn of a mystery set in the small(ish) town of Akranes, Iceland. In it we’re introduced to Chief Investigating Officer Elma, who has recently returned to her hometown from Reykjavic after her long-term relationship ended unexpectedly. Quick bullet point review: This is...
I read a lot, but I also have a pretty extreme book acquisition habit. I recently cataloged the books I own but haven’t read, both in physical and e-book form. That catalog is below.
Long story short, there are over 160 books on this list, which is really too many. My goal in 2023 is to start chipping away at that number by reading what I have while minimizing what I add to the list.
With the Great Dissolution of the various social media networks, general consensus amongst the Old Skool is that it’s high time to get back to posting stuff on our own damned blogs, using RSS feeds, and revisiting all the stuff we foolishly turned our backs on in the early aughts. So here I am, in the earliest days of 2023,...
For some reason, in 2016, I decided to delete my old blog posts and start fresh. It didn’t really take, so this blog has been more or less dead since then. I did, however, archive my old blog posts over on a hosted WordPress instance that you can find here: https://dria.wordpress.com/. Maybe I’ll see if I can pull that archive...
Like most things, there’s a story behind this recipe, but I’ll keep it short and sweet: Rob and I both lived in Ottawa for years (separately, then together). We also both went to a Malaysian restaurant in the East end of Ottawa that served this blow-the-top-of-your-head-off beef rendang recipe (separately, then together). We left Ottawa and never had beef rendang...
