Feb. 15th, 2010
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Feb. 15th, 2010 10:41 amToday's dream: I only remember being on a bus with my bike and some people were doing something with rope under te guise of helping me secure it. Somehow I wanted to get off at City of Industry.
other elements:
1. living in a house with nobody I recognized, but not being afraid.
2. Someone built the Enterprise based on blueprints but it was flying around Earth...
3. Having to pack luggage
4. Thinking about going to Germany and Seattle on the same weekend.
5. Found a package from some weirdo who wanted cybersex using Chrono Trigger as a medium. I had some idea for trolling him but never implemented it because I was in public.
other elements:
1. living in a house with nobody I recognized, but not being afraid.
2. Someone built the Enterprise based on blueprints but it was flying around Earth...
3. Having to pack luggage
4. Thinking about going to Germany and Seattle on the same weekend.
5. Found a package from some weirdo who wanted cybersex using Chrono Trigger as a medium. I had some idea for trolling him but never implemented it because I was in public.
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Feb. 15th, 2010 04:49 pmToday was my third attempt at frying chicken.
I couldn't find my probe thermometer, and my infra-red thermometer crashed and froze right when the oil temperature reached 290, so I suspect my temperature control was way off. As evidence, every piece has blackened skin, and I may have hit the smoke point very early.
I fried not just the chicken I carved yesterday, but a package of drumsticks. The drumsticks didn't soak in the buttermilk for more than an hour or so, but at least I got to reuse those two cups of buttermilk before throwing it out.
I think next time I'll use my electric frying pan, since I'll be able to delegate most of the temperature control to its thermostat.
I couldn't find my probe thermometer, and my infra-red thermometer crashed and froze right when the oil temperature reached 290, so I suspect my temperature control was way off. As evidence, every piece has blackened skin, and I may have hit the smoke point very early.
I fried not just the chicken I carved yesterday, but a package of drumsticks. The drumsticks didn't soak in the buttermilk for more than an hour or so, but at least I got to reuse those two cups of buttermilk before throwing it out.
I think next time I'll use my electric frying pan, since I'll be able to delegate most of the temperature control to its thermostat.