It’s time for another round of Into It/Over It, the High Altitude Edition. The point of this type of post is to point out a negative and replace it with a positive (and sometimes just point out positives). What does a picture of this awesome-yet-undisclosed location have to do with Gothic anything? If you have ever read any Gothic literature (Frankenstein, The Castle of Otranto, Carmilla, Dracula, et cetera), they can be read as travel journals, with significant chunks of text devoted to describing landscapes and characters’ travels. I re-read Carmilla on a weekend’s camping trip, and the descriptions of Styria (region in modern-day Austria and Slovenia) reminded me of the critical angle of Gothic literature as travel journals.
Tag Archives: Drinks
When life gives you potatoes and failed curry, make curried mashed potatoes. (Yes, you can mess up making curry, even when you make it all the time.)
I learned a trick this week, and I’m going to extrapolate several explanations for why it works.
Then I came up with a tea drink, and a way to make my date-based chocolate syrup.
I was right about a rant brewing, but my prescient vision was off by a week. Yes, I finally finished reading Frank Herbert’s Dune.
More tradition-rewriting. My grandmother used to make legit, oldskool eggnog on Christmas Day, with raw eggs. She beat it with the rotary beater she had since she and my grandfather got married. I didn’t ask if she made it this year. It finally hit me when surfing Pinterest this week that I should use those two cups of cashews soaking in the back of the fridge (I had intended to use them for Berry Swirl Cheezecake) for some vegan nog.
Happy Boxing Day!
Because Audrey, Jr demanded sacrifice, the sourdough starter ended up in the traditional Christmas morning breakfast: Mile-High Cinnamon Roll Bread.
Coincidentally, my friend from Colorado enjoys the Mile High Cinnamon Roll bread immensely (the capital Denver is the Mile-High city). He chooses to violate it with cream cheese while I like it with Earth Balance. Whatever floats your boat, man.