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not yet enough matzo pizza
Sunday, April 15 2018
It was unseasonably cold this morning (with temperatures in the 30s) when I took the dogs for a walk on a short loop using only the lower part of the Chamomile Headwaters Trail. I say "dogs," but only Neville was on the walk. I don't know what was going on with her.
Despite his shameful behavior on Friday, Neville got to go with Gretchen today when she pulled her shift at the bookstore in Woodstock. My colleague Dan (and his wife) would also be in Woodstock today visiting Dan's sister (who lives there), and he would send me a message on Slack asking if it were possible that Gretchen had just walked into the Garden Café (evidently he knows what she looks like just images I've posted). When Dan added that the Gretchen-like woman was in the company of a "white and brown dog," I was certain it was her. And so this was how Dan came to meet Gretchen in real life. None of my other colleagues (at least in my department) have.
At some point I decided to drive out the Tibetan Center thrift store, which I hadn't visited in at least three weeks. So I loaded up Ramona in the Subaru and went to start it. Nothing. The car hadn't been driven in three weeks either. I tried jumping it off a marginal car battery I had in the laboratory, but when that didn't work, I remembered that there was another car battery kept charged down in the basement in a failed backup scheme for the DSL router. It turned out that this was all I needed to get the Subaru going. Unfortunately, I picked a bad day to go to the Tibetan Center. The thrift store was mobbed with people, including a couple guys picking slowly through the shelf of electronics. And then it turned out that, at least in the parts of the store I care about, nothing much had changed in three weeks. There were still the same three or four film cameras (plus a new one), a crappy old 100Mb/s ethernet switch, that vintage Point-of-Sale terminal/printer that nobody will ever buy, and several more LCD displays. Either nothing good had come in three weeks, or the few things that had had been immediately snatched up. As you can see, this is either an argument for going to the Tibetan Center more frequently or less frequently.
I then drove to Uptown Kingston mostly so I could get more matzo at the Ghettoford Hannaford. Of course, while there, it was impossible to not get other things: more bacon-flavored tempeh, bloody mary mix, mushrooms, pepperoncini rings, a variety of beans, and several new flavors of Amy's soups. I also needed Contadina tomato paste so that the matzo could be made into matzo pizza. We'd wanted to do this on the Danube and had even bought tomato paste, but our plans for making matzo pizza were thwarted by the lack of access to a can opener and a toaster oven. So we've had to do the matzo pizza phase of Passover since returning home, well after the end of Passover itself. But Gretchen had only bought one box of matzo, and our craving for matzo pizza was only just getting going.
While in Uptown, I also made a liquor run for the laboratory's bottom-shelf liquor supply. My go-to liquors are currently 1.75 litres of Barton's London Extra Dry Gin and 750 mL of McClelland's Speyside Single Malt Scotch Whisky.
Back at the house, one of the forms of matzo pizza I've been enjoying has involved cubes of breaded eggplant leftover from our house sitters. The rings of pepperoncini are important too. For cheese, we've been using the "smoked gouda" ungrated Daiya.
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