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Feb. 13th, 2013 12:05 pm( Deutsch )
In retrospect I should have just taken the second enchilada out of the pan and into the fridge with a big sign that said "Jag's dinner, do not touch". Ah well, half an enchilada is better than none. Also for my own future reference, and maybe I will remember next time: two chicken breasts make about four big enchiladas. There's room in the big pan for six, so let's do that next time.
And, actually, since there is enchilada sauce left I might have to make some bean ones and freeze them for future nomming. I have no idea why I never tried this recipe for the red sauce earlier. Now I just need to whip together more batches of salsa as prep before I do these things. Which means I need to remember what the fuck the family salsa recipe is. I doubt Mom has it, she doesn't cook. Maybe L has it, I think it was her recipe, anyway.
Distracted for a moment from German by someone who gave me a plotbunny and the short fiction that ensued, and then by the startling development that people actually liked it. I will never, ever stop being surprised that people actually like my original fiction, particularly the off the cuff stuff. Which probably says something, too, about how I see my fanfiction, namely that people like the ideas I'm coming up with for other people's fictional characters, but it has nothing to do with my writing or my voice. So, there's that. Anyway, now I have flash fiction and, something. Further impetus to get my website the hell up?
Fortunately I also have a fairly light day at work. Unfortunately I now have a hyperactive brain trying to run in twenty different directions at once. That's nice, brain. Let's take this by the numbers, shall we? What was next on my list of things to do. More website coding for that side of things, a return to untangle for day job stuff, and, oh yes. Spices to buy. Okay, I can do this. Without going in ten different directions at the same time at high speed.
In retrospect I should have just taken the second enchilada out of the pan and into the fridge with a big sign that said "Jag's dinner, do not touch". Ah well, half an enchilada is better than none. Also for my own future reference, and maybe I will remember next time: two chicken breasts make about four big enchiladas. There's room in the big pan for six, so let's do that next time.
And, actually, since there is enchilada sauce left I might have to make some bean ones and freeze them for future nomming. I have no idea why I never tried this recipe for the red sauce earlier. Now I just need to whip together more batches of salsa as prep before I do these things. Which means I need to remember what the fuck the family salsa recipe is. I doubt Mom has it, she doesn't cook. Maybe L has it, I think it was her recipe, anyway.
Distracted for a moment from German by someone who gave me a plotbunny and the short fiction that ensued, and then by the startling development that people actually liked it. I will never, ever stop being surprised that people actually like my original fiction, particularly the off the cuff stuff. Which probably says something, too, about how I see my fanfiction, namely that people like the ideas I'm coming up with for other people's fictional characters, but it has nothing to do with my writing or my voice. So, there's that. Anyway, now I have flash fiction and, something. Further impetus to get my website the hell up?
Fortunately I also have a fairly light day at work. Unfortunately I now have a hyperactive brain trying to run in twenty different directions at once. That's nice, brain. Let's take this by the numbers, shall we? What was next on my list of things to do. More website coding for that side of things, a return to untangle for day job stuff, and, oh yes. Spices to buy. Okay, I can do this. Without going in ten different directions at the same time at high speed.
