| rainstorm and latkes. |
[Apr. 16th, 2007|02:43 am] |
There was a rainstorm forecast for today, a big one. Because of this, Carin and I went up to Rick's mid-day instead of in the evening. Because of our different timing, we ended up in some confusion as to where to eat--the Indian place we usually go was closed that early, for instance. We ended up getting some mediterranean food at this little place above the package store. It was nice of Rick to shift around his schedule for our benefit; we didn't get to visit much, but we did touch base.
I spent the rest of the trip with Carin in the library, looking around for some sources I had to write an essay about. She found a spot in the computer lab while I searched literally from the top floor to the bottom floor, finding not much of anything--a book that was in the library's catalogue was actually in its acquisitions office, making it useless to me, since security wouldn't fetch it. I did, in the process, discover that the library has in it the complete nonfiction of Cordwainer Smith, or rather, Paul Myron Anthony Linebarger. All of these should be Rule 6-clearable; I'll just have to grab title pages and versos in order to clear them.
When we got back--just in time for the storm to really start going apeshit--I read some recipes and whipped up some latkes.Latkes
- 4 medium potatoes
- 1 onion
- 1 egg
- A lot of oil
- Salt and pepper
Cut potatoes and onions into medium-sized chunks. Blend until a thick, mushy puree. Beat an egg, then combine with potato-onion mix and stir. Add some salt and pepper. Put oil into a pan (I used soybean oil), and fry a heaping tablespoon of the mix at a time. I used about five minutes per size, but mileage may vary. The results were crispy and delicious, but unfortunately, they were super-greasy. I think there was about a quarter-cup of soybean oil in there, all of which was absorbed into the latkes, and which Carin and I have now consumed. I look forward to my impending rich, lustrous coat.
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