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While pouring yourself a cup of coffee, you butter the toast and take a bite.
Once you’ve spread jam on your slice of toast, you toast another.
There’s a wealth of happiness in the smallest things.
±0 – Toaster
While pouring yourself a cup of coffee, you butter the toast and take a bite.
Once you’ve spread jam on your slice of toast, you toast another.
There’s a wealth of happiness in the smallest things.
I love potato salad. Where I come from it is made with mayonnaise and/or sour cream and can be a little too heavy. The Austrians do it right, using olive oil instead. Here is my version of a Viennese Potato Salad:
1/2 cup capers packed in salt (not the ones in brine!)
2 lbs. small new potatoes, scrubbed
1 T balsamic vinegar
3 T olive oil
1/2 t freshly ground black pepper
1 t salt
1 1/2 t Dijon-style mustard
1/2 cup finely chopped red onion
2 T finely chopped Italian (flat-leaf) parsley
Wash the capers and dry with towel. Fry them in a pan with olive oil until they are crispy.
Place the potatoes in a large pot and cover by 2 inches with cold water. Bring to a boil and add salt, to taste. Turn down heat to a simmer and cook the potatoes until tender, about 10 to 15 minutes. Don’t overcook. Test with the point of a knife. When done, drain, then set aside until just warm.
When potatoes are cool enough to handle, but still warm, peel and slice them into 1/4-inch rounds. Place in a mixing bowl.
Add the balsamic and toss gently. Add the remaining ingredients and the fried capers and toss gently.
Allow the potato salad to marinate for at least 1/2 hour at room temperature so the flavors can develop.
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Sahara blues in Mali with Robert Plant – Times Online
The remoteness, and the sublime blank canvas of the desert, turned the first festival into a surreal and haphazard event. Attended by 50 Westerners and 1,000 nomads, it had none of the infrastructure of a Glastonbury, but a magic that was lit by the eerie glow from a full lunar eclipse in the freezing Saharan night.
I love those words: the sublime blank canvas of the desert… via Barrett.
Hoonage At 13,000 Feet: Lawn Chair Balloonist Travels 193 Miles – Gizmodo
Ken Couch is the quintessential American adventurer. Last weekend, he hitched 105 helium balloons to a lawn chair and set out on a nine-hour adventure that took him to a height of 13,000 feet, traveling 193 miles from his home in Bend, Oregon, all the way to the other side of the state.
Check out this Darwin Award for the first man to do this and survive – in 1982.