I have a candy thermometer, but I don't trust it. I still find myself poking a blob of sugar and asking it if it's a soft ball yet.
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I've been meaning to use it to try to make divinity, but I'm on a coconut macaroon kick, and I don't need it for that.
I have no cooking thermometers at all, and now I feel left out.
I made bread yesterday and served it, along with some other snacks, to friends who came by to watch The Librarians. It felt so old school-- breaking bread with friends. I didn't strictly need a thermometer for it, but I used one to make sure the interior reached the right temperature, as it's a new to me recipe.
That sounds lovely, Calli.
So, was awoken by sirens around midnight, which usually I can ignore and go back to sleep, but these stopped abruptly nearby and then I heard voices, so I got up to see what was going on. Cul de sac full of cop cars with lights flashing. One or two guys arrested and a motorcycle impounded by the end of it. I'm not sure what was going on, but I couldn't go back to bed until all that excitement was over. Tired now.
I stayed up to watch the Golden Globes, but realized that I don't actually care! I mean, it was nice, but up past my bed time nice? Eh.
Today is going to be a Getting Things Done morning, followed by an afternoon interview. Part of the things had better involve some pre-interview research on the company and work they do....
Interview~ma, Theo!
I forgot my keys this morning, so I've got that going for me.
It's time for my monthly shakedown of Client #2 to get them to cough up my check now that it's been a week past 30 days. Bless Client #1 forever for turning around invoices in 10-14 days.