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Noticed on my walk the other day that the snowdrops were popping up, and in today's sun they're starting to come out. Of course it was snowing a week ago but that apparently is why they're called snowdrops. But I think a few crocuses are blooming too, and may survive tomorrow's 'risk of freezing rain', snowflurries, and what-all. Yesterday was all heavy rain and wind which disposed of the snow at the bottom of the garden; today was sweet coolness, calm sky and clouds. Tomorrow is tomorrow.
I have a bone to pick with the yuppies. I want to buy a demi-baguette, but the only demi-baguettes available are sourdough, or with unwanted additions like red pepper or olives. Everything else is ciabatta which is not the same as a baguette. I can have a baguette if I buy a long one, but I can't eat that before it goes stale. This fashion for sourdough can end any time, by me: I don't see the fascination at all. Presumably it's what everyone got used to during lockdown and now they've forgotten what proper bread tastes like.
True, I shouldn't be eating white bread at all, but still. And I swear the dark ryes taste like sourdough as well.
I have a bone to pick with the yuppies. I want to buy a demi-baguette, but the only demi-baguettes available are sourdough, or with unwanted additions like red pepper or olives. Everything else is ciabatta which is not the same as a baguette. I can have a baguette if I buy a long one, but I can't eat that before it goes stale. This fashion for sourdough can end any time, by me: I don't see the fascination at all. Presumably it's what everyone got used to during lockdown and now they've forgotten what proper bread tastes like.
True, I shouldn't be eating white bread at all, but still. And I swear the dark ryes taste like sourdough as well.
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I could try that. But my freezing compartment is suboptimal in not being full enough to prevent things from developing crystals. And given our frequent summer blackouts, I'm not going to fill it up any time soon.