And still she sat and still she span and still she wished for company
I made this Persian recipe for dill lima beans and rice, using organic tinned lima beans and off-the-shelf basmati. If I ever do it again I'll reverse that, because organic beans are famously bland (no salt) and 2nd grade basmati is equally bland, and the resulting dish had no flavour at all. Threw in margarine and raisins and chopped apricots and turned it into a pilau of sorts, but the main appeal of the thing is still the texture. Lima beans' gluiness has always fascinated me, ever since I was a kid and we had them with roast lamb on Sundays, but one rarely gets them in restaurants hereabouts.
Reread Making Money and am still a bit blinkety-blink at the notion that Vetinari is grooming Moist to succeed him. Moist gets rattled far too easily. Vetinari need only look at him sideways-- indeed, occasionally needn't look at him at all-- and Moist immediately starts gabbling, 'I dun it, yer onner, I confess.' He may be inspired when his mouth runs away with him, but cities are not run by spur-of-the-moment invention.
Have the weekend free for the first time in three weeks. Alas that there's nothing interesting on at the Bloor (though *next* week I could happily stay there all Sunday) so maybe perhaps I shall flog myself into some reading and writing and grammar study.
Reread Making Money and am still a bit blinkety-blink at the notion that Vetinari is grooming Moist to succeed him. Moist gets rattled far too easily. Vetinari need only look at him sideways-- indeed, occasionally needn't look at him at all-- and Moist immediately starts gabbling, 'I dun it, yer onner, I confess.' He may be inspired when his mouth runs away with him, but cities are not run by spur-of-the-moment invention.
Have the weekend free for the first time in three weeks. Alas that there's nothing interesting on at the Bloor (though *next* week I could happily stay there all Sunday) so maybe perhaps I shall flog myself into some reading and writing and grammar study.

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If I were to group Discworld novels into categories and rate them, the industrial fantasies with Moist etc. are my second-least favorite, after the very, very early Discworlds like The Color of Magic.
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Moist is clever but is he two steps ahead of everyone else?
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I like to think of it as this: Vetinari is a self-confessed collector of useful people (if he were an old lady he'd collect bits of string, instead) and Moist is sort of like picking up a banged up old antique that with a bit of elbow grease you could buff up and make a glorious piece in your collection.
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((Is it wrong that I sometimes wonder if Vetinari's friendship with Lady Margolotta might come up and he converts to being a vampire on the sly just so he can keep AM running smoothly?))
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