Mystery solved! I have been curious for year!

Egg Custard reminds me that I had no idea that all frozen ice cream from an ice cream machine wasn't custard. I thought that is just what you called the stuff on cones (vanilla, chocolate or twist). I think this is because Rochester is practically the home of frozen custard. (and white hots. And the garbage plate. And apparently Chicken French (which is served in Italian restaurants) )

I love the fact that you're familiar enough about clothespins and their use to *be* picky.

My opinion, let me show you it! But seriously, a good clothespin makes a difference. And hanging laundry out to dry changes that part of the chore to something I enjoy. Plus our weather is so lovely we can do it basically all year, and now that the "temporary" line is on the deck under cover, I can even hang laundry out in rain or snow. Since the equinox, I get northeast sun slanting in to the deck, so I get both sun on the line and cover, at the same time! As long as I do it early enough in the day, thus the load every other day methodology.

It's dry enough here that freeze drying is plenty dry.

I used to have a little hanging bag like that dress, only it was a kids' shirt. I think the old missionaries before us just sewed up the bottom of one of their kids' shirts when he outgrew it. But alas, it belonged to the house, and I had to leave it when I left.

So yeah, I should go bring in what's on the line now, huh?

I use regular cheapo clothespins to close chip and cereal bags, and they're great for crafts with kids.

Chicken French

Is that different from Chicken Francaise?

I don't know- this is it: [link] There is also Artichokes French.

egg custard [link] mmm with fresh nutmeg on top. I think I will make some tonight.

man, y'all are making me really want a clothesline. I want an umbrella style one that cranks up higher and spins.

Apartment living interferes with any external clothesline ideas I might have. Although we do have a neighbor who hangs clothes to dry from his balcony. (Also bunches of rope he finds. Yeah, I don't even know.) I'm not quite up for that. But I do have a drying rack for my bras and sweaters.

Egg custard = pudding?

Insomnia hit me again last night. One of the nice things about living with a cat--if I slump down on the sofa and pet him at 1:30 am, he's all, "I loooooove you, human! I'll totally eat you last! Puurrrrrrrrrrrr!" It doesn't quite make insomnia worth it, but at least someone's happy.

I hang dry most of my shirts, but just from hangers cause I don't have room for a clothesline.

I'm still stunned that we woke up to snow. It is only October 5th...wtf?!?!? It has melted already, but SNOW.

Finally, Buffistas rock like a rocking thing that rocks. I love being a part of this community.

My mind is blown. I had no idea what an egg custard was.

I read somewhere that pudding (in American usage) is custard thickened with starch, but when I wanted to make pudding and tried to look that up again, I couldn't find it. So possibly it was a dream.

Was dreaming about dim sum and specifically the ones filled with custard last night, so clearly that's the kind of thing I do dream about.

One thing I actually miss about my old apartment is the heat, which tenants didn't control (or pay for). It was always an inferno, so I could dry jeans on a drying rack in my living room in a couple of hours.

Takes a little longer here.