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Let's begin with the understanding that your librarians are dealing with additional stresses than they had been in the past, and that the stresses they have been forced to deal with in the past are increased in velocity, size, and intensity. Beyond that, the current administration, after trying to zero out the funding available through the Institute of Museum and Library Services, has explicitly made it so that IMLS will give preferential treatment to grant applications that are in line with the administration's political ideology, which is about as anti-library as he can get. (Unless, of course, your library is more in line with the traditional duties and ideologies that it had, employing white women as saviors to blacks, browns, and poors to teach them how to act properly white and give proper deference to whiteness.)

Now updated for 2026, Hazel Newlevant's SARS-CoV-2 zine.

Also, if you've used or updated your Notepad++ program within the last few months, you really want to reinstall it from scratch and check for signs of compromise, because apparently some state actors hacked the hosting provider for the program and inserted malicious code into it. So that will be fun for everyone who uses that program.

Under-rated ways of changing the world, which doesn't always mean they're easy, but that many of them are effective, and the kind of thing where you end up celebrating Petrov Day because you managed to correctly recognize a system was malfunctioning, rather than that the United States had decided to destroy the world. (#6 has a certain amount of appeal to me, as someone who doesn't work in a nondescript government office, but who has that kind of pathway available to themselves to make change in the world through boring, unflashy interactions with others.)

Every Olympic organizer has to deal with the fact that they are getting a lot of young people who are at the peak of their physical fitness and putting them all together in close quarters, and they try to plan accordingly to have enough prophylactics on hand. Milan-Cortina's suppy lasted three days.

And more of people behaving badly, muppets in charge, and techbros being unable to read the room inside )

Last out for tonight, The ways that the mountie falls off the pedestal, and the way that everyone tries to be a bit more like the mountie in due South, which makes the characters and the show better all the time.

The passive-aggressive technique of triangulation, where a person uses a third party to express their difficulties with, or to engage in bullying of, another person. Which I have apparently been victimized by, and only found out after the person who was doing it had left the organization. Which I still have massive issues with, because I prefer direct feedback rather than indirect feedback as both as a "I can't fix what I don't know about" issue, but also because people complaining about me instead of to me was also things that the manager who wanted to fire me took into account. Without telling me there were problems.

And a laugh: Accusations of penis enlargement to provide more lift for ski-jumping costuming in the 2026 Olympics. Yes, we have gotten to the point where penis size matters. Clearly, the condom suppliers didn't get the memo.

(Materials via [personal profile] adrian_turtle, [personal profile] azurelunatic, [personal profile] boxofdelights, [personal profile] cmcmck, [personal profile] conuly, [personal profile] cosmolinguist, [personal profile] elf, [personal profile] finch, [personal profile] firecat, [personal profile] jadelennox, [personal profile] jenett, [personal profile] jjhunter, [personal profile] kaberett, [personal profile] lilysea, [personal profile] oursin, [personal profile] rydra_wong, [personal profile] snowynight, [personal profile] sonia, [personal profile] the_future_modernes, [personal profile] thewayne, [personal profile] umadoshi, [personal profile] vass, the [community profile] meta_warehouse community, [community profile] little_details, and anyone else I've neglected to mention or who I suspect would rather not be on the list. If you want to know where I get the neat stuff, my reading list has most of it.)

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Feb. 15th, 2026 06:17 pm
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I never got around to writing up Anne McCaffrey's The Mark of Merlin when I read it last year, but I've been thinking about McCaffrey a lot recently due to blitzing through the Dragons Made Me Did It Pern podcast (highly recommended btw) and [personal profile] osprey_archer asked for a post on my last-year-end round-up so now seems as good a time as any.

The important thing to know about The Mark of Merlin is that -- unlike many of the things I've read recently! -- it is not, in any way, the least little bit, Arthuriana. They are not in Great Britain. There are no thematic Arthurian connections. There is absolutely zero hint of anything magical. So why Merlin? Well, Merlin is the name of the heroine's dog, and he's a very good boy, so that's all that really needs to be said about that.

Anyway, this is McCaffrey writing in classic romantic suspense mode a la Mary Stewart or Barbara Michaels, and honestly it's a pretty fun time! Our Heroine Carla's father Tragically Died in the War, so he asked his second-in-command to be her guardian and now she's en route to stay with Major Laird in his isolated house in Cape Cod. Tragically scarred and war-traumatized Major Laird has no Gothic-trope concerns about this because Carla's full name is Carlysle and her dad accidentally forgot to tell him that the child in question was a daughter and not a son; Carla is fully aware of the mixup and but has not chosen to enlighten him because she thinks it's extremely funny to pop out at Major Laird like "ha ha! You THOUGHT I was a hapless youth and wrote me a patronizing letter about it, but INSTEAD I am a beautiful and plucky young co-ed so joke's on you!"

There is an actual suspense plot; the suspense plot is that Someone is hunting Carla for reasons of secret information her dad passed on in his luggage before he died, and also his death was under Mysterious Circumstances, and so we have to figure out what's going on with all of that and eventually have a big confrontation in the remote Cape Cod house. But mostly the book is just Carla and the Major being snowed in, romantically bickering, huddling for warmth, cooking delicious meals over the old Cape Cod stove, etc. etc. Cozy in the classic sense, very little substance but excellent for reading in a vacation cottage while drinking tea and eating a cheese toastie.

As a sidenote, I did not know until I started listening to Dragons Made Me Do It that McCaffrey's Dragonflight preceded The Flame and the Flower, the book that's credited as being the first bodice-ripper romance novel and launching the genre of historical romance as we know it today, by a good four years. It's interesting to place this very classic romantic suspense novel -- which was published almost a decade after Dragonflight, but, at least according to this Harvard student newspaper article I turned up, at least partially written in 1950 -- against the full tropetastic dubcon-at-best dragonsex Pern situations, which clearly belong to a later moment. And speaking of later moments, it's also a bit of a mindfuck for me to think very hard about McCaffrey's place in genre history and realize how very early she is. I was reading McCaffrey in the nineties, against Lackey and Bujold. Reading her in conversation with Russ and LeGuin is a whole different experience.

But this is all a tangent and not very much to do with The Mark of Merlin, a perfectly fun perfectly fine book, very short on the wtf moments that have characterized most of my experiences with McCaffrey, and if anything comes late to its moment rather than early.
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I lost most of yesterday to feeling unwell and spending a good part of the day in bed, but I did make char siu and therefore did make pork buns today and as always, they are so good! And remarkably easy, too, if you follow the recipe. I still have tomorrow for doughnuts, potentially.

I also spent some time yesterday watching more Pluribus and I find myself arguing with myself about it. spoilers )

So I still am not sure how much I like it as a show, but I am definitely curious to see where it goes (no spoilers past "HDP" please!).

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Sunday night morbs

Feb. 15th, 2026 10:00 pm
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I had a pretty dispiriting conversation with my parents this evening.

Whenever I think "wow I'm shit at speaking up when I should," I hope I remember how far I've come.

My mom won't argue with the people in her life who persist in Trump support despite living in Minnesota in 2026. "We just don't talk about politics," I remember hearing this when I was growing up (once or twice; one didn't even need to talk about not talking about politics very often), and it seems so nonsensical as well as enraging these days.

And when she told me about a parent being ableist toward his young son, after said child's disability had been explicitly compared to mine... She was talking to the parents and made that connection herself, saying that how they described his sight reminded her of me, which got the mom to ask if I'd ever "had to" use braille. At this point I was wincing a little, she made it sound like an emergency plan I didn't have to resort to (when actually I taught myself (by sight, not touch) Grade 1 braille when I was 11 because I so desperately wanted to learn it), but whatever. Mom replied, accurately, that I did not learn braille. The kid's mom said that she'd asked because they as his parents had been told braille might be relevant to their child, and I guess here the kid's dad interrupted their conversation to say "absolutely not, he will never do that."

I was so upset. I shouted "that's horrible!"

Mom was upset...with my outburst. "I'm only telling you what he said," she told me, clearly not interested when I tried to explain why I thought this is horrible.

I've been having a bad-brain time anyway, but the idea that there are people out there who insist that their visually impaired kid will never learn braille is bad enough... and it stings to see that my mom isn't even interested in advocating otherwise even when she had been explicitly treated like an expert by the kid's mom by drawing this parallel between my condition and his.

My mom isn't really much of an expert on my condition -- she told me that people in her church prayed for me to stop being blind when I was a baby and I'm a miracle; Wikipedia tells me it's normal for people born with my condition to acquire some sight by the time we're five years old. And her own ableism was baked into the conversation: she's intensely uncomfortable with wheelchair users unless they are expected to "walk again some day" and she was just so paternalistic about the kid that even modeling better reactions (which is usually all I can do when my parents are like this) didn't feel good enough for me.

It just felt like the last straw: a difficult weekend, I accidentally broke the fastening on my current-favorite glasses chain while I was trying to clean glasses that always seem to be dirty lately, I have realized only tonight that all my train journeys this coming week will be even more complicated because Manchester Piccadilly is effectively closed... D kindly tried to fix a problem with my phone not sending e-mail only for it to confound him, leaving him frustrated and confused.

And now it's past my bedtime? I somehow have to go to sleep when I'm so dejected? Bah.

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I get tomorrow off! I'm looking forward to that, especially since I finally feel pretty human again, no more lingering illness.

1.
The horizon has glimmers of color as I drive to work, these days. It's very nice! It also means I'm cynically like "it's going to be sunrise when I'm driving to work and then daylight saving is gonna happen and it'll be dark again", because that's just how it goes.

2.
Periodically I remember that doing things gives you more energy for doing things, inclusive of how hanging out with people means you have more energy for hanging out with people? Truly the most annoying thing, knowing that sometimes forcing yourself to do the thing will result in feeling better! But also sometimes you need to not because of being out of energy/spoons. Balancing this! The worst!

3.
Star Trek: Discovery s3 continues to be overall good!
(When did I last talk about this. Ep4, apparently! So!)
s3e5 "Die Trying": I adored the set design for the seed ship. This was a good example of moving the plot along while setting up a farewell episode for a crew member who wouldn't be continuing on!
s3s6 "Scavengers": I want the miniseries/full arc of this episode. I am extremely here for the Michael/Phillipa/Book trio! I also think that having more time to dig into the prioritization of "solve the Burn" vs "obey Starfleet structure" vs "save people" would have been excellent.
s3e7 "Unification III": I will indeed cry upon seeing old footage of Leonard Nimoy as Spock. Uh. idk, the Qowat Milat are always cool? This episode progressed arcplot, mostly?
s3e8 "Sanctuary": god I really want more specifics about what Book's empathy powers are. Fun antics around following the letter of the law with Starfleet protocol, and makes it clear that yeah the Emerald Chain is gonna be the arcvillain. Also, Adira comes out to Stamets as nonbinary! in a scene that's very "okay yeah this is meant to be #relatable to teens", which isn't a bad thing but also I fundamentally am like "but it's Star Trek, why would a nonbinary person be worried about if they'd be accepted in Star Trek?"
s3s9-10 "Terra Firma", parts 1 and 2: A two-episode farewell to Mirror Phillipa Georgiou. I loved this as a character study for her! However! It makes the season's pacing really weird, since there are only three episodes left in the season and these two episodes were basically not about the arcplot at all. Phenomenal for the relationship between Michael and Phillipa, though, holy shit.

Truly a lot of my feelings about DSC s3 are that it doesn't seem to quite know if it's an episodic show or an arcplot show, and that leaves me resenting both the cutaways from episodic plots to arcplot scenes and the cutaways from arcplot for episodic plots. xD I still enjoy it because of the character dynamics, and I'm glad Tilly is starting to get what she's owed, but it's kind of messy plotting. Looking forward to the finale anyway, and I also expect that s4 will have an easier time with figuring itself out since it won't be as busy trying to establish the new time/setting as well.

4.
I also watched the first 9 episodes of Duet of Shadows a republican-era cdrama with ~19min episodes about very butch4butch investigator protags. Definitely having a good time! The first case/arc is basically "a trans man opera singer got outed and died", for reasons that turn out to not be a gender-related hate crime (his gender is very respected by those who know him! there's a scene in which someone who knew him hands one of the protags a binder and is like "pls use this instead of bandages"!). I think this is fun. Not everyone will. xD Curious what the next case/arc will be, and shall see how long it takes for me to finish it!

5.
Watching Yanxi Palace slowly continues! We're seven episodes in now, and Yingluo has attracted the Empress's attention (positive). The brief cut back to the eunuch tasked with figuring out who the quick-witted maid (Yingluo) is for the Emperor in the midst of that was very funny. But mostly these episodes have been about how clever and ruthless Yingluo is, and how those are necessary traits in the inner courtyards of the imperial palace.

6.
Six Sentence Sunday is always a fun meme. This is more than six sentences, but it is Sunday!
“Ms. Warram,” Ames said icily, his patience worn thin, “you have not even given me details about your offer. Your letter said nothing about compensation, support, or even a timeline for prototyping. It merely told me what you wanted from me, and nothing about this conversation leads me to believe I will enjoy the environment of your trading company. Treat me with the respect the title of Chief Engineer implies and I might consider visiting your workshop to make an informed decision. Otherwise, I do not see any reason to continue this conversation."

Emeline sat up straight, hands folded in front of her, that ring catching the light. He still couldn’t quite make out the design on it. “Amaranth dev Citronel,” she said, “I will show you the workshop. You will come with me?”

Ames opened his mouth to say “No”, but the light kept gleaming from Emeline’s eyes and ring, and he couldn’t concentrate through them. His tongue felt thick and heavy, as did the rest of his body.

It occurred to Ames, as the light stole over him, that he had been so busy worrying about the mundane side of predatory business contracts that he hadn’t even thought about a mage dead-set on taking him.

His lips said Yes, and Ames’ last conscious thought was that, if nothing else, Rhei would know something was wrong as soon as they arrived back in Jogan’s Rest.

The Wounded Name fic

Feb. 15th, 2026 12:00 pm
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[personal profile] candyheartsex has revealed, and I have received a delightful gift!

In Which Laurent Rises to the Occasion
The Wounded Name -- D. K. Broster
Laurent/Aymar, Amyar/Avoye
Canon divergence, Pre-Poly

Aymar despairs of clearing his name and leaves France, leaving only a letter behind.


Laurent is so delightfully himself, burning with passion for all the things! For Aymar! To clear Aymar's name! To tenderly care for him! And also to straighten out this mess where Aymar is determined to throw himself on his sword for Avoye's sake, without first consulting with Avoye about whether she even wants that! (If there is one thing that Laurent has learned from his association with Aymar, it is the frustration of having a lover throw himself on his sword for you without asking first! NOT THAT THIS FLEETINGLY CRITICAL THOUGHT MEANS HE LOVES AYMAR ANY THE LESS!!!!!!!)

I have strong suspicions as to who wrote the story (*casts a meaningfgul glance in [personal profile] luzula's direction*), especially given the central theme that maybe you should ask your girlfriend what she wants before making a grand life-altering gesture in her name. (A genre of story that [personal profile] luzula excels at!) But I shall refrain from offering official thanks until after reveals. (But please know I enjoyed it very much!)
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The 1916 (Olympic) games were cancelled due to an international dispute occurring during that year

A dispute that left millions dead, sure. Not how I'd describe WWI, but okay.

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Read more... )
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Movie update: turns out we are getting Z1L's new movie next week, which is awesome, but I'm not at all sure we're actually going to make it, given its showtimes and the fact that we aren't entertaining the notion of evening screenings. Alas. (That said, while I would very much like to see it, it doesn't actually look at all like a movie I would see if it weren't for Z1L, so I'm a bit sad, but not crushed.)

Reading: A few more volumes each of The Kurosagi Corpse Delivery Service and Hikaru no Go (I'm six volumes in on both), and I've started reading Stephanie Burgis' Wooing the Witch Queen.

Most of my reading time this week went to Epic Tomatoes: How to Select and Grow the Best Varieties of All Time (Craig Lehoullier), which I liked so much after reading the bought-on-sale ebook that I've ordered a hard copy. My intermittent low-key obsession with (the idea of) growing tomatoes continues to be mostly just weird, but as far as I can tell this book is a treasure. All other growing-tomatoes books can sit down.

Watching: As of this afternoon, we're caught up on The Pitt and still an ep. or two behind on Frieren.

We have two episodes of Midnight Mass to go, and may finish that tonight. It is pulling absolutely zero punches and is very upsetting (although no animal harm/death that I can think of since I mentioned the amount in the first couple of episodes?) and very well done. Wow. It is a LOT.

Working: Some potential (probable) impending stress about Dayjob is not doing wonders for my focus or mental health in general. (Nothing to do with Manager or coworders.) Good thoughts very welcome.

Tomorrow is a stat holiday, and then we have a week until the seasonal crunch begins. Whee! I have almost three weeks before my next freelance deadline, but it would sure be nice to get a draft on this rewrite before the crunch. I think I'm about a quarter of the way there.

First Year's Hike

Feb. 15th, 2026 09:01 am
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It was a pretty stunning day yesterday, and climbed into the lower 60s. We don't do much for Valentine's, but I have been itching to get out of the house and into nature, so we decided to head to Raven Rock. Given the number of people also itching to get out after weeks of bad weather, we took the less popular Campbell Creek Loop and Lanier Falls trails. It was a perfect way to spend a few hours getting out of our heads. The air was clear and cool and fresh, but it wasn't so cold that it hurt. And it wasn't a terribly long hike - only about 5 miles, but it left us tired in a good way.

Half of the loop follows the Creek, so you are surrounded by the light burble of water and rocky outcroppings. Much of the color in the woods right now is provided by moss and the few evergreen hollies and pines. +3 )

Of course, we always have to climb down to the bottom of the falls to sit by the water a bit - it's the reward for completing half the loop. There's a short video of the sound of the falls here.

Raven Rock 2/14/26 (Campbell Creek Loop)



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Sophia, tapping frantically at her tablet screen: "Gaah! I need to drop off my baby at nursery so I can get to work!"
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It occurs to me that some folks might want to know about CAIABB (Canadian Authors and Illustrators Against Book Bans) and even, you know, join. But I keep forgetting to bump it here.

In the wake of US Supreme Court reinforcement of the ban on children's books that discuss LGBTQ+ and racialized experiences, my pals Kari Jones and Robin Stevenson founded Canadian Authors and Illustrators Against Book Bans.

Robin's book about an adorable puppy at a pride parade was the target of a particularly nasty spew of vitriol. Robin is perhaps the kindest, most generous person in the world, and she gets incredible amounts of hate for making affirming books for queer kids and families.

There's a Linktree here, but most of the action is on Instagram.

Note: CAIABB is not directly affiliated with the American organization Authors Against Book Bans, but they cooperate with similar orgs, like PEN.

§rf§

for this was on seynt Valentynes day

Feb. 14th, 2026 01:41 pm
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Nenya's summary of an early account of St Valentine's Day as a romantic festival: "So it was RPF written during lockdown, which contained endless jousting sprinkled with #relatable? Whomst among us?"

Wild tonal shift to follow:

It's also the day that Frederick Douglass chose as his birthday, which is very sweetly illustrated here: What, to a Country, Is a Child’s Birthday? | Talk & Draw with Liza Donnelly & Heather Cox Richardson (video: 3 minutes).

Yesterday, we went to a No More Stolen Sisters march, which was very touching, especially given how many women were their with pictures of missing and murdered relatives. A lot of red cloaks and traditional woven cedar hats.

It was organised by the student union, and I appreciated how much care they put into cultural safety and looking out for family members.

We listened to the DNTO podcast "The Story She Carries: Lorelei Williams and her fight for justice" for class, and my professor said she'd gone to residential school with Williams' mother. It's all very close here.

Henchqueer

Feb. 14th, 2026 09:24 pm
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I hung out with a guy from Ecuador today, and we talked about what immigrants always talk about: how much we miss the food we can't get here. (His wife is originally from Venezuela -- they both grew up in Spain before ending up in England -- and our extensive talk about food made me miss the Venezuelan who made arepas, but I think that place didn't survive lockdowns. Apparently there's no Ecuadoran food here; the closest thing he could console himself with is a Colombian place in Liverpool.)

When someone from queer club who has chronic pain and fatigue asked for help with the heavy lifting of moving house, of course I volunteered. This was the man-with-a-van that he hired.

It's funny, when Matt told me to text Dennis I expected that Dennis would be an old gammony bigot, but instead I got Denis, an adorable wife guy, a decade younger than me, helping people move house as a side hustle.

Denis called me Matt at first, which didn't bother me -- Matt's the person he's mostly been dealing with! -- but he could not have been more apologetic. And then apparently he called me Kevin for a while, which did make me laugh (I didn't even know this until he apologized for it!). I did try to assure Denis that all these white guy names are the same but he was adamant.

I don't know Matt well, except that he's a single-in-the-sense-of-not-cohabiting person who's 30 or 40 years old. I expected a room full of stuff. This guy had an amount of books I'd expect from boomers who haven't had to move to a new house in fifty years. And the heaviest bookcases, I think Matt said they were made of old scaffolding or something? And because the bookcases had to go in the van first, they had to come out last, and thus be taken upstairs when I was already wiped out.

We collected stuff from his storage unit and brought it to his house first, then went to his previous house to get stuff from there and there was so much we didn't think we could fit it all in the van and that we'd have to come back to make a second trip. We really really didn't want to do that, though, and managed to avoid it by packing the van so full that Denis's hand truck had to come with us in the front -- I sat in the middle, and it got shotgun. But we were so pleased with ourselves for not having to go back, and it's a damn good thing. I could barely walk the 20ish minutes home by the time we finished -- and when I got there, it took me most of an hour to eat and shower even though I very much wanted to do both of those things!

As we were dragging the bookcases up the stairs, Denis could not stop talking about how strong I was, he was shocked when I told him (not quite in so many words) that I have a bullshit email job, he absolutely thought I was a fellow manual laborer. "How did you get so good at this?" he said. I didn't know how to tell him it's a combination of my dad instilling his (manual laborer) work ethic, and transgym making me hench.

I was not looking forward to having to go help V's relative get stuff from his mum's house to the tip again tomorrow, but it sounds like we almost certainly won't be needed! He got extra done this week and extra help today, which is wonderful for him and well-timed for me. Apparently the last bit, a friend of his with a van, might fall through tomorrow so we're on standby but that slight possibility feels a lot better than the absolute certainty!

Now I'm off to take some more ibuprofen and sleep forever.

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The public comment period is open until 2/17/26 on two regulations. One would prohibit use of public funds for hospitals that provide gender-affirming care to minors, and the other would prohibit the use of Medicaid or CHIP funds for gender-affirming care for minors.

As people of conscience, we should speak out in defense of the young people who cannot vote against this.

Federal Register Comment Area 1 re: hospitals.

Federal Register Comment Area 2 re: Medicaid and CHIP.

I have a standing offer in my journal to write for people who make donations to food banks, Médecins Sans Frontières, and Stand With Minnesota. I am adding in a drabble or limerick per comment on these topics because it's urgent.

My comments, for reference )

Not a good kind of PSA, I'm afraid

Feb. 14th, 2026 02:43 pm
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In the comments of [personal profile] spikedluv's final post, which she made on Feb. 2, there's info saying that she died unexpectedly later that day, with a link to her obituary. :( No cause of death given.

Thank you, [personal profile] shipperslist, for the heads-up.

ETA: [personal profile] lunabee34 confirms in comments. ;_;
(Note: I'm taking the info in good faith as posted; I don't know the person who shared it, and while [personal profile] spikedluv and I were mutuals for a long time, I never knew her wallet name. But the obit info matches what I did know and she was an extremely regular poster, so even a day or two of silence was worrying.)

(cooking)

Feb. 14th, 2026 12:10 pm
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So i have some no-fat ricotta that i no longer need for the original reason. I figured maybe i could make something a little sweet and maybe it could satisfy my sweet tooth -- and it seemed like a good use for my dehydrated mulberries. I found some spice bush berries from 2024 in my pantry, preserved in sugar, and thought that might be a lovely combination. So: ground the mulberries, ground about a teaspoon of spicebush berries, and tossed the sugar from the jar in. Then spooned ... maybe half the small container into the bowl. I mixed, tasted, and ... brain churned, tastebuds argued, and... ah. It wasn't sugar, it was salt the spicebush berries were preserved in.

Oh my. So i mixed the rest of the ricotta in -- still really very salty -- and i read the internet. Apparently there is a drained, salted, and "aged" cheese called ricotta salata. So, i have put it in a filter bag and the tofu press and maybe it will be nice in salads?

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Feb. 14th, 2026 10:32 am
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Day at the beach. They had lots of fun, even if it was 1 degree above freezing.
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