Somebody made spring rolls for lunch. It started with the pork chops I bought (BOGOF) at Lunds. Not up the Asian pork standard. And the Asian Tiger shrimp (also BOGOF). Also not up to the Asian shrimp standard. So clearly, they both had to go. I poached the chop in salt water. Boring, I thought, but I found only pumpkin cider (sacrilege) and granny smith cider (too good to drink) in the closet. (I forgot about the case of Angry Orchard people failed to drink on New Year's Day -- I shoulda put it in the kitchen where my ginger beer wuz.) I threw in some fresh thyme, and chopped up a shallot and threw in at the half time. Someone made the spring rolls and brought them upstairs. Someone also used the serrano chilies instead of the jalapeƱos. (The habanero are reserved for pho.) Let's just say it made an exciting lunch.
Annoyingly good between being annoyingly boring. Missed what the great/evil aunt did to the poor kid, but wuzn't sure if it was because I fast-forwarded past it. Set in Pittsburgh, the lead kid does good. As does the gay guy. More nuanced than most coming-of-age movies, but did they hafta show the dance steps at the sadie hawkins dance? Still, ittsa different take on things than you'd get from my eras, or most of the eras since. Not many freshmen are going to take out two football seniors without driving the 'rents car over 'em, but it was kind of geektastic. I hear the book is well liked.
I keep thinking there's a song from Come Back to the Five and Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean. Apparently in my mind, it's sung by Cher. Sadly, it does not appear to be on the IMDB soundtrack listing. Another lost Cher classic?
Kevin Drum commented the other day about the meaning of "petard," which ain't no sword, knife, or sharp object, but a bomb, fireworks, or fart if you want to go back far enough. Who knew there wuz rockets and bombs to be hoisted by in Hamlet? Puts a whole new spin on that Danish Prince, don't ya know.