Collecting, mace and unstructured time.

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1. Gathering chestnuts on a lunchtime walk. At 2pm I come back to my desk and find Jane has added a few extra.

2. Along with the usual spices I boil up with my rice, I add some mace (we saw this growing on Zanzibar -- it is like bright red seaweed wrapped round each nutmeg. When it's dried, the colour changes to shy orange). When the rice is done, the mace has softened into a gentle nutmeggy mouthful.

3. Nick's baseball night means time to myself -- I make chestnut soup, wash my hair and snuggle into bed with a book.

Comments

  1. mommanatorWednesday, October 22, 2008

    humm some really sounding delicious things today!

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  2. AnonymousWednesday, October 22, 2008

    I didn't realize that there was any kind of baseball following in the UK.

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  3. JoeinVegasWednesday, October 22, 2008

    Chestnut soup from ones you gathered yourself? Makes you kind of like an urban farmer, no?

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  4. ClareWednesday, October 22, 2008

    Eyebee -- I think there is just Nick, but I don't know if he counts as a following :-)

    Joe -- I think of it more as hunter gathering.

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  5. nicklaw44Thursday, October 23, 2008

    From my time in Montreal (shame about the Expos...).
    Now it's the World Series poor Clare knows she won't see me for a week.
    Game 1 tonight on the Sky+ box, so you'd better not let slip the result!

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