Thursday, September 23, 2004
Dear friends,
Apologies, apologies, apologies. In my infinite genius, I did something to my throw my lower back into spasm, and thus have spent the past three days begging the universe to Make It Stop, Please. I will be back tomorrow, really. I can’t stay away when the plums are in season, when there is plum cake to be made and (hopefully) damson jam to put up, when the market is a riot of both late-summer and early-autumn foods, when it is time to reclaim my bakerina hat and resume breadbaking, when I have four cases of candy bars begging me to tell you the Tale of Why I Have Four Cases of Candy Bars, when I can start making plans for weekend travel to the nation’s great culinary libraries. A few more days of industrial-strength Tiger Balm pads on my tailbone, a week of gentle-yet-vigorous activity under the watchful eye of my trainer, maybe a massage or two, and I will be ready to resume the adventure.
I will also be guestblogging over at Tvindy’s while he is on his Return Trek West. Keep your fingers crossed for me, because I want to do right by him.
a massage or two. ah. mm. leave it to you- that’s exactly what i’ve been in need of. last night i realized the importance of all those small muscles in hands as oldman beat the hell out of my bread for me. i could almost feel that it was lighter somehow as i set it in the pan for it’s second rising.)
Hope your back gets better soon - I want to hear about why you have four boxes of candy bars in your place and how you make plum cake. i’m guest blogging too so share some qualms about doing right by Tvindy.
So sorry to hear about your back ... I did something similar about 3 weeks ago ... couldn’t walk for a week! I’m back to doing yoga now(my physical therapist’s instructions) and it really helps. Damn those bread pans!
Feel better! Can’t wait to hear about the Damson Jam!
Cheers-
Cat
Why do I think that what Goliard said had several layers of nuance and absolutely nothing to do with flour-based products?
Because you are a dirty man, ‘mouse. You are a dirty, dirty man.
(sighs happily)
poor bakerina! I did that quite recently too! Good chance to catch up on your reruns of Beverly Hillbillies.
Wet heat.
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a massage or two. ah. mm. leave it to you- that’s exactly what i’ve been in need of. last night i realized the importance of all those small muscles in hands as oldman beat the hell out of my bread for me. i could almost feel that it was lighter somehow as i set it in the pan for it’s second rising.)