PICNIC

I consolidated all the plumping inputs and outputs in the same spot. All the valve work is accessible in one area. I inspired myself by imagining I was plumbing up a submarine.

The windows have an awkward closure mechanism.

I cut away some exterior board for mounting the main electrical connection.

Kate picked up a glass tea strainer, which I immediantly latched upon for brewing coffee. On the bottom you can see cuts made in the glass with a very thin saw blade. Unfortunately it didn’t work so well. The water outside the glass was not infused with the coffee, so it ended up a bit weak.

I’ve been experimenting with time, weight, and water volume in my french press. For instance, I just made some cowboy coffee using 1.5oz Papa New Guinea, 20 oz water, steeped for 8 minutes. This might be a little too long, but it’s a very light coffee and I had made the coffee/water ratio very high. Medium acid. Roasted barley and malt flavors. Very delicate and light. Low fruit levels.

At Winks today, purchasing some window hardware for the cart, a mother walked past me holding her son. They were both singing, ‘yummy, yummy, yummy… fruit salad!’ They would repeat it dozens of times. Her son was really loving it. It turns out this is a song from the Wiggles, a very popular Australian troop. Surreal and oddly wholesome.

I bought two small house loaves from Little T today. The crust is really exceptional on this bread. Instead of being scored the bread tears up into little islands on the top. I’ve never seen anything like it. These little islands can be broken off and eaten like little chips. Kate thought they tasted like really good, crispy french fries. Chris thought possibly more like total cereal, I tasted a cornflake note.