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salt-forward stir fry
Wednesday, March 12 2025
Temperatures were back in the 40s Fahrenheit today, but the sunny skies remained, so the dogs went out and lay in a sunny spot where long grass grows at the end of our paved parking area. I went out there in the early afternoon to excitedly tell them we were going for a walk, but only Charlotte joined me. We went up the Farm Road and cut over to the Stick Trail early on the Chamomile Headwaters Trail. As I came down the escarpment from the high Chamomile Headwaters uplands to the Stick Trail, I took a little time to augment a cairn I must've built over twenty years ago. Such structures built on talus slopes are extremely stable, since the rocky substrate absorbs all runoff, channeling it into a layer below the frostline, so there is no frost heave. (I imagine one could also build a structure on such substrates without worrying much about the foundation.)
This evening before Gretchen got back from work, I made a stir fry using tofu, bok choy, celery, onions, garlic, ginger and the leftover chonkage of kale, tempeh, mushrooms, and onions I'd made on Monday. I somehow mistakenly added too much soy sauce, though, and it ended up being too salty. It was perfectly edible, mind you, but as I joked to Gretchen while we were eating it, "I can feel my blood pressure rising with every bite." After Jeopardy!, we watched another great episode of the White Lotus, which is one of the best explorations of the psychological underpinnings of interpersonal interactions in television today. I'm particularly loving how the Ratliff patriarch is being tortured by an unspecified scandal unfolding while he tries to vacation with his family in Thailand.
In other news, I managed to track down three former colleagues as references for this job that it looks like I will be working at before the end of the month. One was Joe, the lead developer I'd worked with at my last job. Then there was Alex, my boss at SCA in Redhook, who was a little hard to reach after his domain was grabbed by a domain speculator. And then there was Cameron, the web designer at Mercy For Animals. These days he lives in Boston.
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