The classic fork-dressed peanut butter cookie recipe is 1C pb + 1/2C sugar + 1 egg. I wanted to improve it, and also make it easier to prep. At least in that one makes less mess. Have you ever tried to measure 1C of pb? But that's dumb when you could just weigh out 250g. So there's that reason gone. Anyway. We like these.  They taste like food.

Preheat oven to 325F & grease two cookie trays/half sheet pans.

Prep get

  • 400g of lightly salted snacking peanuts. 
  • 100g of roasted almonds (not salted).
  • 250g of white sugar

Put all of that in a food processor and whiz it up until it's gone past powder and is starting to clump up again. At this point I turn it out into a mixing bowl, then add

  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract

Use a scraper or disher to mix thoroughly. It will get extremely sticky.

Use a spoon or a disher to portion balls of dough onto the trays, leaving some room for expansion. Use a fork to smash them flat. You'll probably need to grease the fork or it'll stick.  

Bake at 325F for 11-15 minutes or until they smell done / are lightly browned.  Remove with a spatula (which will probably also need to be greased). Let them cool on a rack for 10 minutes to firm up.

Edited to add: if you want them to stay soft-ish, put them in a covered container after they cool down. If you like them crisp, let them stay out for a while. At least this works in the winter when the humidity is low.

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Oh I love recipes with weights! Really speeds things up. And renders very reproducible results.

In a way, these are like peanut butter cookies made with almond flour.
Yeah we just toss the bowl on the kitchen scale and hit tare and go to town. So, so much easier. And not having to clean a buncha measuring cups is boss.
I like this a lot. Thank you!
Good luck with them. They're so good they disappear fast. I think the three of us put down 24 of them in less than a day last weekend? But you know, meal replacement. (They're so good.)
Pb/KCN cookies are considerably less safe.
I have a recipe that requires a cup of ketchup (I have a set of American measures specifically for dealing with this sort of guideline). Inevitably I wind up with probably about a tablespoon of said ketchup stuck inside the cup measure; also inevitably there is ketchup elsewhere, but not in the designated mixing bowl.
The Wonder Cup (https://www.kitchensupplywholesale.com/products/wondercup, not an endorsement of a particular retailer) is superb for when we have to measure goopy things by volume. You lose only a small smear of the goods.
Good to know! I've seen those gadgets and always wondered if they were any good. Anything that gets the Dawn Keenan Seal of Approval™ is a keeper in my book!
I giggled over "they taste like food."
These bad boys (slaps the roof) look like cookies but eat like a meal!
 

Except for this and maybe one other post (?), my OPW entries are now locked to mutual followers who also post here from time to time. Sorry lurkers. I know you mean well, but I'm weary of the take-and-never-give aspect of our "relationship."

Also ditched my dopamine--I mean Twitter--account. No amount of curating the feed can make up for the level of poison. I've loved some of the connections I've made there but few (some, but not many) are local, which isn't a healthy balance, especially in the 'Rona Times.

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I sometimes forget to check here (and Dreamwidth, the other longer-format social blogging place I haven't entirely abandoned) for days to weeks at a time. Writing about my life feels pointless with the dwindling of call-response, but I have a couple of dozen mutuals in the Dopamine Central the is Twitter.
When I can't even summon the commitment to thank someone who has been a friend for years and says "I see you" in response to a dithering update that necessarily lacks critical detail* I know I need something I'm not getting regular access to.

*I don't think I'm being actively stalked any more but stuff I learn about while within these concrete walls reminds me that people who may wish me harm are never far from being able to do so.
What I've realized is that I don't use this space for blogging. If I wanted to blog—to make a public billboard of my thoughts and opinions with the goal of collecting readers or making a statement or promoting myself or my work—I'd just make a blog.

For me, this space is for staying in touch with people I already know, hopefully getting to know them better, and meeting new people I'd like to know better too. I was pretending that other outlets were providing the same benefit. In small ways, they have.

But in general, the rest of "social media" is one long, loud paid advertisement—in fact paid for with my valuable time/scrolling/clicks. I've grown tired of shouting over the noise just to say hi to folks; my time is more valuable to me than that. I've had a better time chatting with the pickle ball players who come to the tennis courts next door, even in the dead of winter. (It's quite a sight, people dashing back and forth on the shoveled courts in full winter gear; so cheerful and somehow hopeful as well, humans playing together despite the elements.)

Anyway, I ramble. I always look forward to your posts and enjoy reading them, however vague you need to make them for safety's sake.
Every time someone mentions pickle ball (there was a group on the Ottawa campus of my workplace, before all this) I look it up, think "him, interesting, not likely to the it up" and continue on with my life.

I'm starting a new work assignment this month and the shift in social norms (more social loafing before getting down to meeting business, apparently email more strictly business, lots of immediate feedback) is a little jarring. Which it shouldn't be, but I get so little practice, as do we all.

I think after the plague, if there is an after, I will miss the fellow who lives in the same building as the local welfare offices spewing random comments about poop and farts whenever he sees someone on the street wearing a mask.
I get that.

I culled my Twitter to people I know and People to whom I can remember what my professional relationship is a couple years ago but it’s time for another go.
I just needed a Big Break, to focus on other things. I may reassess in time, but for now this is what feels best.
Ah, that explains why my followed accounts no longer number a nice 420.
Truly harshing your mellow, I guess.
I am most grateful to have passed the test.
Oh jeez. It's not a test. It's just... if someone can't be bothered to post here at least once a year, what kind of connection is that.
No, you're right.
I tend to divide up my output into mental channels - I'm sure I'm not unique in that - and post to the relevant one according as the mood takes me. The waider.ie stuff tends to be minutiae of nerdery and movies with occasional forays into other stuff; Twitter is largely a vent, sometimes a means to prod a service provider (usually with limited success, tbh) and sometimes a means to boost things I agree with; I have a /very/ limited WhatsApp presence (not even using any readily identifiable means of connecting it to me) that's used solely for keeping in contact with my Sanctuary Runner peeps; and here is for... stuff that would go on the waider.ie site if I'd bothered to implement user access and granted same to a small audience of trusted friends and acquaintances. It's hard to describe its category, exactly; it's one of those "I know it when I see it" things.

I've thought from time to time about the question of /why/ I put the stuff on waider.ie; long ago, I started it because I was reading Alan Cox's (Big Linux Nerd) version of the same thing, and some days it was "wrote arcane kernel code" and other days it was "went to get icecream" and I think the whimsy of it struck a chord with me. I also harbour the occasional notion that something I write - of a nerdy nature, typically - might be of use to someone facing the same problem I've just solved. At this point, a lot of it is just a diary, but eviscerated of overly personal detail. I do periodically go back looking for something from an old entry and usually wind up reading through The Partial Story of My Life Circa 2006 and the like, which is often fun. But I can't say I've ever had a specific audience in mind, and I'd be hard pushed to explain exactly why I write about the stuff I write about. I mean, really, who cares that I just finished installing a new dishwasher, exactly?

Hmm. This comment is at this point long enough to be an entry on this site... sorry. Got carried away :-) As I said before, I love what you write here, and the sheer joy of your family life (with all the attendant bumps in the road) always shines through.
I adore how long and rambling your comment was! I also love hearing some of the day to day things that go on in your world (I still dream about visiting someday) and ALWAYS appreciate photos of black cats.
Yaaaaay! Thanks for keeping me in the Cool Kids Club! I promise to make my way back to posting here soon.

And good on ya for dumping Twitter. I similarly dumped Facebook and it has been so, so, so good for my mental health.
Yeah, I left facebook... wow, a long time ago now. Years! Ethically, I just couldn't participate any more, and I stand by that. Twitter was just annoying the living crap outta me AND hoovering up a TON of my TIME. Because these things are in fact designed to be addictive. I felt constantly distracted and bored, the day would zoom by, and I'd have nothing to show for it but a head fulla noisy thoughts. I may go back at some point, but for now? Good riddance. I've had such nice productive days since, and my down time is truly down time.
Yeah. It has been pointed out that twitter is taking up some of my attention lately, like "ooh I should tweet that" about things that aren't related to my profession, and I'm trying to dial that back or take it here where it can be properly appreciated by six people who know me 😄
Sorry to see you go on Twitter, but I totally understand that feeling. In fact, I told Patch yesterday that I go there so sporadically to tweet, like going back to an old ex that quickly reminds me why I left. *le sigh*

I've been away from OPW but am always glad for our interactions, so your content here is very much appreciated, love.
As is yours!
I do really enjoy reading your posts, and knowing what youse guys are up to.

I hardly ever post here myself...not because I spend so much more time on Twitter (tho somehow I have over 1160 followers now {shock emoji}) or FB (which numerous friends of mine use as their sole mode of lengthy communication with numerous other friends, and asking them to communicate in other ways is Not Going To Happen). I stopped updating my blog a couple of years ago for lack of anything non-repetitive to say there, though I'm going to take a stab at it again this year. Perhaps if I do I'll cross-post here once in a while.
I would LOVE that. What might seem dull or repetitive to you is of the greatest interest to ME!

Throw me a bone, baby.
 

I am a cavegnome!  And I went to my reward with 4077970 points, having never successfully cast a spell.  I would have maxed out my attributes though, if a titan hadn't disintegrated my +5 helm of brilliance.  13 intelligence is pretty good for a cavegnome, right?

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12/31 '21 1 Comment
Nice! Aw 404
 

Okay, I just need to squee for a minute.

Yup. Me. Squee.

Not familiar with Richard Whitters' work? Allow me to illucidate:

And on top of all that? I've been following his Twitter account for some time now and he just seems like a genuinely nice guy.

So now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go draw until my brain leaks out of my fingertips.

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12/13 '21 4 Comments
 

My ability to do math may be slightly inpaired by the late hour, but here is direct evidence of the Not That Long Ago Effect:  "Thirty years ago, after the USSR came to an end..."  "1971?  That can't be right.  I must have forgotten to borrow a one.  1981's not right either.  But that means... 1991 was thirty years ago!"

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12/9 '21 1 Comment
"Holy shit, remember physical instrumentality? That stuff was... well, it was stuff."

"What's grandblox nattering on about now?"
 

Stephen Sondheim, who was still actively working on new projects at age 91, is dead.

(I know he died a few days ago, he's still dead now)

"Are you working on something new?"

"No."

"That isn't like you, George."

Edited to add: the intersection between Sondheim and Seurat is a musical called Sunday in The Park with George.

Today is George Seurat's 162nd birthday, and Google has doodled him.If you google "Color and Light Sunday" you get the good version. At least I do. If your algorithm doesn't deliver Mandy Patinkin and Bernadette Peters, here you go ...

Rabbit and I were talking about versions of musicals and how she can appreciate > 1 version of a show whereas I have traditionally listened to the one version I liked and found all others unacceptable. That has changed for me over the years in many cases. Here are some examples:

Sweeney Todd - Len Cariou (Original Soundtrack) and George Hearn (original filmed stage version) are both great Sweeneys. Ken Jennings (OST) and NPH (revival) are both great Tobys.  Also, I enjoyed the casts of Sweeney in two local productions I saw. So I am expanding my horizons.  Johnny Depp's attempt at Sweeney - still unacceptable.

Gypsy - my favorite Mama Rose is Bernadette Peters, but I also like classic Ethel Merman and the two local Mama Roses I saw.

Jesus Christ Superstar - Murray Head (Concept Album) is still my favorite Judas (I know, I know ...) but I like Carl Anderson (Original Movie Cast)'s performance. Ted Neely (OMC) as Jesus can go sing country somewhere else, Ian "Deep Purple" Gillan (CA) is my Jesus! Though I have seen local performances with good Judases and Jesuseseses ... I don't know where to stop, it's like banana ...

There are more, but is already TL:DR ...

So, ok, long list of progress with the open-mindedness, yeah?

But let's get back to my complete LACK of progress, the hill on which I am sure I shall die.

The Mandy version is always the best version, with one and only one known exception.

No, the exception is NOT Evita. Mandy singing "High Flying, Adored" is the reason I am obsessed with musicals. Eight year old me understood what it was like to hear the voice of an angel coming from my friend's parents' record player ... 

The exception is the 1990 studio cast version of Man of La Mancha.  It's fine but not great. Mandy's performance is excellent and he is a strong contender for my "favorite Sancho Panza", but Placido Domingo just doesn't deliver Quixote as well as Brian Stokes Mitchell. You can survive with an okay Sancho or a so-so Aldonza, but a Quixote who doesn't knock it out of the park deflates Man of La Mancha like it was poked by the lance of the Knight of Mirrors.

Right, where was I?  Happy Birthday Georges Seurat!

The Mandy version of Sunday in The Park With George is the best version, but it's not exclusively because of Mandy. Bernadette Peters also makes it great - she glows like a Seurat painting and each of them individually and the two of them together make this musical, which, admittedly, has some serious flaws in its plot/construction ... iconic. 

"There are only two worthwhile things to leave behind when we depart this world of ours: Children and Art." - James Lapine, book, Sunday in the Park with George

I included the clip above. Just listen ...

We'll miss you, Mr. Sondheim. So much.

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Recommended listening if you want to hear some Sondheim ...

Sweeney Todd, OBC

https://open.spotify.com/album/2q6InM859RCsSQOjHWNHk2?si=2kmz22NVSvmg1C712-us9Q

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12/2 '21 5 Comments
I also mostly like really random, short, obscure songs in musicals, so for me, it helps that Timothy Spall was probably born to play Beadle Bamford, even if Depp sucks.

And to be fair, I am insanely picky about A Little Night Music. Only the 1990 Lincoln Center performance will do, but that has to do with how bad the OBC Desirée is.
You probably know this, but: today I learned that after a failed show, he considered turning to video game design before rallying and creating Sunday in the Park with George.

Yes, video game design. Yes, in '84 or '85.

I'm glad he changed his mind, but I would definitely like a peek at the universe where he designed video games.
i was completely obsessed with Sunday in the Park back in the day... i wanted to be bernadette peters soooooo badly. god, sondheim left such a legacy...
But…Colm Wilkinson!!!

You mean Jean Valjean? ;)
 

It feels like aging is discovering which things that you used to do for fun are no longer enjoyable. 

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11/4 '21 9 Comments
What did you discover?
So far, watching hockey/football/baseball, playing soccer, collecting comic books, attending music concerts, doing wine tourism...

Are you also at least discovering new things to enjoy?
Trying to. Nothing's sticking.

Oh, add role-playing games and technical conferences to the list.
Oh, we're playing more board games now. That's fun.
Shhh, ignorance is bliss.
Ooooof. Sorry to hear this man. [Makes a note to do all the things he enjoys this year, just in case they are meh next year]
I think Baryshnikov said something along the lines of "everything you do after age 40 is damage control."
“What I used to do all night, now it takes me all night to do.”