Yesterday ended with a soul-crushing defeat and a rather fine beer. The Houston Texans after an amazing and exciting start, leading 24-0… lost 31-51 to the Kansas City Chiefs. Damn.! 😦 Not that I’m a huge fan, but I’ll support anyone playing against the Chiefs. The Tomahawk Chop and chant is deeply offensive and I find, borders on racism.
The beer however is completely innocent and devoid of controversy, and as named, God-like in it’s yummy hoppy, toffee, marmelade-iness… This one’s going on my To Be Repeated list… there are very few craft beers not on that list, but believe me there are some I wouldn’t touch again if my life depended on it… Yeuch.! 😦
Walhalla brewery in Amsterdam struck gold with Wuldor, made with British malts and named after the Old Norse God of archers, Ullr, son of Thor… apparently. They have a whole series named after Gods and Daemons that I’m going to have to work my way through. 🙂
Today I decided to make the quiche that I was going to make yesterday, having never made one before and it might be a while before I venture to try it again… pastry and me have a serious dislike for each other, no matter how hard I try to get it right, it never is. I’ve tried different recipes, different temperatures of water, different times of refrigerating and still it splits, crumbles and flips me the bird.
So I’m buying ready-made, ready-rolled pastry from the store from now on. Then I can’t be blamed if or when it goes to hell in a hand basket. I never have any problems with anything else while cooking, just pastry. It’s been going on for at least 30 years and I still haven’t learned to just let go and move on… some things are just not meant to be.
It being a Monday, I’m supposed to be cleaning up and straightening the kids rooms, but I’ll do it tomorrow, I’d rather just sit here and listen to Spotify and try to figure out how to get that damned quiche out of the pan.!
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