Monday, November 25, 2013
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Turns out that my trailer can haul 320 pounds of crap. Not sure if I want to do it again though, my legs did not much care for it. Also, things were groaning and creaking pretty badly behind me during the ride. Better not to push my luck until they make some lighter weight cement.
Friday, November 22, 2013
In advance of the coming frost I picked about 10 ghost peppers from one of the neighboring plots at our community garden. At first it must seem like am awesome idea, growing a weaponized chili plant. But then you taste the things. Most sensible people realize upon eating the smallest sliver of one, these are not peppers to be trifled with.
Fortunately, no one has made the mistake of calling me sensible.Tonight I made death sauce.
I wore rubber gloves and long sleeves as a precaution, but I probably should have added a gas mask to the list. Blending up peppers aerosolizes little tiny spice particles that make for an unexpected dose of capsaicin to the air. After a quick hit with the blender the air became rather spicy. Jennifer was coughing all the way in the living room and I had to flee upstairs to escape the fumes .
Now that it's bottled, the plan is to let it ferment a bit naturally and "mellow" before blending it up once again and straining the chunks. Anyone stupid with an asbestos palate interested in trading the mix in a few weeks?
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
I've been spending evenings in the basement with my cement; mixing up some slurry to spluck onto the walls of the basement to shore up any crumbling mortar. I was getting my rhythm down pretty good and then I ran out of mix, so I shifted from putting up mortar, to knocking it down. I spent Friday night knocking a hole in the kitchen wall to open up a window from years past. While dirty, that part is really rewarding because it satisfies my long-standing need to take things apart. It's even more satisfying than peeling off the label on a bottle of beer.