The bird that Boy caught.
Originally uploaded by average lavender
Boy and Girl managed to sneak this bird through the kitchen door when I wasn't looking. I thought I heard a car door shut, so I went to the office room and even then I didn't notice the bird! Was it alive when they brought it in? How long had they been playing with it? George buried him in the grub-filled compost.
On a more delicious note: I tried making some Mocha Stout Cupakes this past Wednesday. I used a recipe for Chocolate Guinness Cake I found over here. One of the local breweries does a mocha stout, so it seemed a natural, possibly superior, beer for the cake. In the end I was left feeling, "Meh." Some changes I made to the reicpe, aside from beer substitution, were using unsweetend cocoa and Dutch process cocoa (which resulted in halving the amount of baking soda called for - check it out: baking science), and using 1/2 cup less sugar than called for. I was aiming for a less sweet cake that would let the stout shine through. What I got was a cake that was less sweet but just sort of tasted like it had more sour cream than it actually did. I think that in addition to reducing the sugar, the cocoa should've also been reduced - it's a mocha stout, duh. Better luck next time.
1 comments:
Oh, dear.
Was this a mockingbird?
very sad, if so.
Ticket brought a live partridge in through the cat door last week.
(I took it back out, but it didn't survive for long.)
Bloody predatory felines!
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