The coda on friendship: I did reference human friendship and everybody politely stayed within the frame of reference. But my friends include animals and plants.
Two of these converged yesterday when the five year old grandchild visiting next door came to show me her new friends, cicadas in a jar. Just caught for a while to see them up close.
She took one out to introduce me, and it gave a rattly squeak. I said he's talking to you. She: Yeah, when I pinch his butt he does that. Me: Do you think he's saying ouch? She: Ohh. Maybe. Me: I like him. She: Yeah. Im putting him in the tree now. And off she went, mission accomplished.
I doubt if I will live to experience another 17 year cicada season. So this was a great moment of friendship across race and species and age, all at once.
On to less weighty subjects.
More on the endless world of pockets, with another Pro Tip from Polly Pockets here.
They were very good though, plenty more to come, and triggered another Clever Tip for Cooks Running to Catch up with the Big Kids.
I finally got around to finding a little shaker for the confectioners sugar, see here. Filled it before I could say I was too tired, and there it is. This has taken years to accomplish.
When I was first learning American labeling, a friend who cooks and bakes like a pro, gave me a handwritten itrecipe for her lemon bars, which I've since made many times for appreciative audiences.
I noted the abbreviation she used for the sugar and asked her "what's this ten times sugar?" Such a look of compassion she gave me, never forgotten.
And now it's short stories and chai.
That's another of those trap words like tea.
If a Brit invites you to tea, you're not going to get a cup of hot water with a teabag in it. You've been invited to a meal, all baked from scratch. At my house, anyway, including the bread in the little sandwiches, and the jam, a couple of kinds of cake, maybe a savory, and a fresh pot of tea, choice of lemon or milk. Nice cups. Napkins. Clean tablecloth.
When an Indian offers you chai you get this recipe I made, made slowly and with care, with milk.
Yet chai just means tea. And you can get spice mixes called chai which are lovely, but not the classic Indian recipe. It all depends on context.
I blame the English for all this confusion. For everything, really.