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Wednesday, October 16, 2002

If Yogi Berra made a meatloaf, it would be be 50% pork, 50% veal, and 50% beef. I'll explain some later, right now I'm too tired. "Baseball is 90% mental, the other half is physical" 8:56:52 PM    comment []

Here is some pasta para durito, which I scanned, and here is some more. When deep-fried briefly, it doubles in size and is crunchy lika a chicharon. That's also spelled chicharron, this guy got his nickname from them, "Cheech". For whimsy, when order forms ask for "Company Name", I've been entering Up In Smoke, especially when ording sausage-making equipment. My Seagate hard drive replacement just arrived, package addressed to "End User, Up in Smoke". In the future, I'll send correspondence to them as "Troubled Storage Media Company".  A friend at work gave me 5 bluefish filets yesterday. I got them home and put them in brine overnight. Then I let them sit in the oven, heated only by the 40 watt appliance bulb, sprayed on the skin with olive oil, flesh up on a smoker rack, hoping that a pellicle would form while I was busy solving "end user" problems at work. The pellicle did form, now I'm warming up the smoker to make some good ol' smoked bluefish. 4:15:40 PM    comment []

Despite lack of precedent, I made applesauce using steam-extracted juice. This is probably just a waste of time, but it gave me a chance to play with all my new toys. Steaming 5 pounds of a Gala/Braeburn mix of apples yielded about a quart of juice. Then, the fun part, running the softened (quartered, not cored, not peeled) apples through the VillaWare (formerly Victorio, name changed to prevent copyright infringement suits) strainer with the pasta machine motor running it. A C-clamp on the pedestal was all that was needed to keep the motor from rotating. That experiment was a success, but the strainer turns so easily with the crank that it doesn't really add any convenience. Some reviews for the pasta machine motor make this argument for pasta machines as well, but rolling pasta on a tabletop (not pinned to the edge)  with both hands free is a distinct advantage. The quart of pressed applesauce was added to the quart of juice, with a cup of sugar and teaspoon of cinnamon, and simmered for an hour. I put that in the refrigerator overnight and, sure enough, it is applesauce. Hard to get excited about applesauce, but it tastes like applesauce and looks like applesauce, therefore it is not a duck. Why not a duck? I'm leaving work a little early today to be home when UPS brings my replacement Seagate 60GB hard drive. The original failed a SMART test about 3 weeks ago, no big deal, all data was recovered, and the test results were automatically saved to a text file which I emailed to Seagate. They emailed back an RMA number and I returned the drive, then waited, waited, and waited. The tracking number on the Seagate site nows says the replacement is on its way, but I have to be here to sign for it. So, I'm going in early to leave early and be here when it arrives. On the way home, I'll stop by BJs and buy an eight-dollar duck. Next thing you know, duck sausage. Maybe duck soup too, boiled carcass with peas and water chestnuts, might even be better if the duck is smoke-cooked. Therefore, a duck. I duck, therefore I yam. Sweet potatoes? 5:40:23 AM    comment []