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Someone's in the Kitchen with Dinah

Apr. 17th, 2012 | 10:57 pm

Today, I made a custard with some wild lavender honey, and it turned out delicious with a pleasantly light floral taste. Unfortunately, the texture turned out to resemble somewhat scrambled eggs, which means research for me on how to avoid that for the future.

Basic recipe (serves one, but one with a large appetite for custard. Lesser mortals might want to make it into two servings. And yes, I am one of those lesser mortals. Divided into two, the calories are 186. One serving is 372 calories.):

3/4 cup of cream (or milk)

2 tbsp honey

2 eggs

1/4 tsp vanilla extract

1 tsp Frangelico

Cimmamon for dusting on top

Heat milk to hot but not boiling. Combine in a seperate bowl egg and honey until well blended. Ladle hot milk into egg mixture, stirring all the while. Stir some more until all one uniform color. Add flavorings and, again, stir very well. Pour into 2 cup ovenproof bowl/ dish. Set said container into high sided pan. Add water to pan, up to halfway on dish's sides. Bake for 30 minutes at 350 degrees, while making sure water surrounding dish does not boil. Test doneness by poking knife into center. If clean upon removal, custard is done. Let custard cool to room temperature, and refrigerate for an hour at least before consuming it, in a manner not dissimilar to Gengis Khan ransacking Europe, with much wailing and gnashing of teeth of those who did or do not get to taste the deliciousness. 

What I'd try the next time(s): Steep star anise, peppercorns, cinnamon, and ginger in the milk/ cream to give it a little more flavor. Use Rosewater as a flavoring. Try Chambord in place of rum. Ground ginger/ nutmeg to top. Wonder how to make a pea custard like I saw somewhere. Try to halve recipe. Take pictures before consumption, instead of post consumption. 

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Mar. 7th, 2012 | 09:26 pm

Wanted: One House-elf. Will settle for Hufflepuff with cleaning fetish. Must be willing to do dishes, laundry, and hoover, for little to no pay.

Unbfortunately, Unfuck My Habitat on Tumblr has hypnotised me to clean things.

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Alert: Parents come to startling realization that they raised three nerds . . .

Feb. 20th, 2012 | 07:21 pm

 . . . when myself, Lydia, and the Great and Terrible Hannibal all declared an interest in D&D and joining a group.

Hannibal states that he is starting a group in lincoln so he can play. Lydia and I might have to gate-crash.

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Pg 45 meme

Jan. 15th, 2012 | 11:51 am

"The bed of crystalline noble Love, at the center, was rightly consecrated to her name, and right well had the craftsman who carved its crystal recognized her due: for Love indeed must be crystalline, transparent, and translucent."

The first line of pg 45 of the closest book to me, Joseph Campbell's Creative Mythology.

So apparently my sex life will feature love, a bed, a craftsman, and rock hard objects. It could have been worse. Hopefully, it does not further involve the story of Tristan and Isolt than that sentance.

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Meretricious. And a Happy New Year.

Dec. 31st, 2011 | 09:58 pm

Happy New Year to the Brits and Non- USA residents on my Flist.

My resolutions this year is to lead a more healthy lifestyle (eating more Veggies, partaking of exercise, and taking a class that challenges me as the alternative of not doing so will lead to depression); blog about something interesting twice a week (there may be dramatic summaries of books, or a chapter/ section of a book in fifteen minutes, ala Cleolinda); and keep my flat clean enough that I only need thirty minutes to prepare for guests coming over. 

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Dec. 25th, 2011 | 08:34 pm
music: Shipwrecked by The Gothic Archies

Watching Strange Brew with Family. Had hoped we had lost dvd.

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Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays!

Dec. 25th, 2011 | 01:14 pm

I've just finished my brother's girlfriend's scarf. And the relationship must be serious because He is making her a large stuffed tiger under Mum's supervision.

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Writer's Block: B.Y.O.B. Holidays

Dec. 14th, 2011 | 08:53 pm

Hogfather. This year, I plan to see if Berouge wants to come over and watch it ( because she's borrowed the book version and hasn't yet returned it). It's fun and combines my interest in folklore (particularly the bits where violent things gradually change into beans and the color of Santa's suit as human beings grow toward civilization) with good storytelling and kick-arse Heroines.


What is your must-see holiday movie?

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Stuff

Nov. 30th, 2011 | 09:48 pm

So tomorrow my Mum has declared a day of getting things done. She will not answer the phone, door, cook, or do anything outside of what she wants to get done. I hope she gets everything she wants accomplished.

Today, I wrote a story for Sherlock BBC. 

Atemi )

Atemi is the term used in Aikido to describe a Strike / Block/ Movement used to distract your opponent or to open them up to allow for the performance of a technique. As my Sensei also hammered home, it can be anything from a slap to the ribs, a well placed foot, to a kiss (He especially liked to do this when doing demos with big, burly, and midwestern men).
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Nov. 3rd, 2011 | 10:54 pm

I'm on deviantart as lareginaphantom. It's mostly photos, but I have a ink painting or two.

I keep starting and stopping in watching the Crossfire music video, and it's all due to the fact that the heroine carries her katana on her back. I'm fine up until the third scene but as soon as I see that katana, I have to go find something else to do to vent my desire to find the person who made that artistic decision and explain, in excruitiating detail, why you don't do that*. Katana and swordsmenship in movies always has a tendancy to make me irritated, mostly because you get a Choreographer and Props people to make things look cool, and generally they leave out the bits of practical movements like going for the opening most likely to leave your opponent very, very dead.

Work has been fun, in the sense that I'm busy and I have to think and problem-solve quickly. And I got my first paycheck today!

* Carrying stuff over the shoulder is fine for transporting a weapon in a non-combat situation. A katana is specifically designed to be worn at the waist, to allow the swordsman# to cut on the draw. if the edge faces upwards, the swordsman can draw very, very quickly and without risking cutting off his or her own fingers. If the edge faces downward, a swordsman runs the risk of A)getting the blade stuck, B) cutting through and damaging the saya, C)cutting off at least an inch of finger, or D) getting their head metaphorically handed to them by their sensei and witnesses. 

The Heroine in the music video cannot draw and use the sword. Additionally, she is wasting a space where she could carry a weapon that could be used from that postition. Like a claymore.

# swordsperson is too politically correct and swordswoman sounds weird, so I use swordsman as a gender neutral phrase, like I use Firemen, Policemen, and Taxmen.

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