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Something went in the oven last night that I went ahead and experimented crazily with: refrigerator pie with sauteed shiitakes, cauliflower, onions – and here’s the crazy part – fenugreek and caraway seeds. I have no idea, y’all. I’m eating it for lunch today, good or gross, so here’s hoping it worked out. I usually experiment with more generic European herbs, thyme and such, and occasionally curry and cumin, but I felt like going super-savory with this. I also played kind of fast and loose with the dairy, so it might be a total disaster. Cooking can be exciting, and not just on Iron Chef.

I thought I’d have more to say today. After all, I actually had the evening off. But I’m looking forward so much to the yin yoga practice I promised myself all day that I’m not sure I can say much more. Work was work. There was an interesting incident on my commute; someone had apparently hit a deer only a little bit, because it was still alive, and not, you know, just barely alive. It was lying down in the shoulder looking out at all the traffic, unperturbed, from what I could see. I wondered what the heck you’d do if that happened. Who would you call? How would you fix it so the deer got home? It was at a part of the highway where there were walls on either side, no trees to coax it into.

But yeah, I guess that’s all I have today. Here’s some high art for you on a Friday (with fun pop-ups, no less). A cheap trick, I know, but you and I both know I’ll have more to say this weekend, so I don’t feel that guilty.