There is something soothing and relaxing about Sundays. A little snoozing, munching and crafting before the start of the week. This morning I'm off to Tasi Cafe again for brunch with the ladies, my current fave place. It really starts to buzz around 11am, so we're heading out a bit earlier than that to grab a table.
When I get home, I'll probably craft a little (clay I think) or read on the couch, with Gatsby attacking my head in his upside-down, odd affectionate way. And speaking of reading, I was tagged by Devon in a book tag. I'm not sure what it's supposed to reveal about me, or if it's just to introduce people to new ideas, but the rules are: Pick a book at least 123 pages long. Open that book to page 123. Find the fifth sentence and post the next three. Then tag five other people to do the same.
I wish it said, 'choose your favourite section from chapter 3'. There are so many great descriptions in The Soul of a Chef (Michael Ruhlman), and pg 123 unfortunately happens to contain some of the shortest sentences with the least profound-ness to them. Sigh. Don't let this put you off reading it. Here goes:
"He began to think about batter, how some batters use carbonation as a leavener, such as beer batters. He didn't like heavy batters, but this idea led him to the idea of soaking the calamari in ginger ale and fresh-grated ginger. The ginger-marinated squid would then be coated in a peppery flour and fried."
I'm tagging Zarafa, Lorah, and bo (Needles and Thread). Hehe. You know you want to be tagged.
Wild spinning action