Technical Difficulties

Today has not been one of my better days. Depressed, disheartened, misanthropic. And my uterus decided that what would be REALLY FUN tonight would be unscheduled, unannounced, and copious menstrual flow (for certain values of "copious" which I realize are a mere nothing to some women). However. I did exercise. And I paid the quarterly taxes--which did not exactly help with the disheartened and misanthropic part. (Dear Federal Gummint: LIVIN IN THE FUTURE, UR DOIN IT RONG.)

On the unambiguously plus side, the experimental bread (two cups rye flour, two cups whole wheat flour, two cups and change white flour) has turned out rather shockingly tasty. Hopefully, it will turn out to be good sandwich bread also, and then I only have to work out how I think I'm going to store three different kinds of flour, plus oats.

And now I have 1,000 words of wolves to write. As the man in Ngaio Marsh says, Excelsi-bloody-or.

So matociquala, in a fit of autumnal generosity (and possibly because I had been whining about the applesauce of days gone by), sent me apples. And today I cowboyed up and made applesauce out of them.

(For those who are confused as to why this is a big deal: I don't cook. mirrorthaw does all the cooking in our house. But mirrorthaw, having been startled by Carmen Miranda as a small child, does not eat fruit. So as far as the apples were concerned, it was me or nobody.

(The problem is compounded by the fact that my mother is a gourmet-quality hobbyist chef, and so the applesauce I remember fondly is applesauce, not the over-processed gruel that is generally inflicted upon one under the guise of applesauce. The bar I set myself, in other words, was pretty darn high.)

For future reference (i.e., in case I ever end up trying to do it again), this is what I did:

( I can't believe there's foodie babble in my blog. And it's MY FAULT. )

I think, frankly, that I would have gotten no more than I deserved if this had been an epic kitchen fail. But it has come out shockingly well. If not my mother's applesauce, it's a decent approximation. And it is OMG tasty, especially if you have a sweet tooth like mine.

And I did not cut myself even once while making it.