the béchamel test. did you properly incorporate and whisk in the flour making sure there are no clumps.
don't worry honey you stay in bed I'll cook breakfast *sounds of heavy machinery running for 45 minutes & i return covered in coal dust, holding two plates of perfectly cooked eggs, bacon, & toast*
These chilli peppers would be great in chili, and were grown a long, long way from Chile.
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I used to joke that the reason I had to leave professional theater was because they found out I knew nothing about Les Mis. This was relevant at the time as everyone at the theater I worked at did find this out when the trailer for the Tom Hooper film came out, and ROUNDED on me.
And I am here to tell you that this is apparently still true, as somehow in the last ten years I forgot and have just relearned that the musical was written by these French fellows named Claude-Michel Schönberg & Alain Boublil and not ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER. How did I get this into my head! How was the thought "god this hardly even sounds like Andrew Lloyd Webber!" not a BIGGER CLUE. I am insensible, AND, insensible.
In good news though the incidentally rather French stuffing I just made with chestnuts and Brussels sprouts and a French ~batard~ loaf turned out exceptional. You stew the chestnuts in milk and stock and then use that to moisten the bread; positively infused.
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as an aside, I’m always happy to be your musical theater resource
Please, I seem to need a Virgil! My musical theater knowledge is so so highly specific, and also at times it seems a figment of my imagination.
This case of the Phantom Webber (ahahaha) is especially ridiculous because I definitely knew Les Misérables was not him when I did actually wind up seeing that movie back in 2012, and then watched some concert film or other, do not recall which any more (25th anniversary??). Maybe my sister’s and my three-year-running tradition of watching Cats 2019 at Christmas has just irrevocably broken the Hooper/Webber quadrant of my brain, and also the rest of it surely.
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Les Mis is that thing where I’m like “I’d probably really love this and go feral over it” but I’ve actually never taken the time to listen/watch. Also, wow that stuffing sounds so good!!!
OR read! It is a piece of culture with just so many avenues to know which to begin with, like me and Moomins.
And oh man it’s this. I did go a little rogue in spots, made a few substitutions and deletions, which probably just shows that it is a very good base for adaptation! (But you definitely do not need to parboil your Brussels for this, just proceed to tossing your cleaned and sliced halves in some oil and roasting for ~15 min.)
I used to joke that the reason I had to leave professional theater was because they found out I knew nothing about Les Mis. This was relevant at the time as everyone at the theater I worked at did find this out when the trailer for the Tom Hooper film came out, and ROUNDED on me.
And I am here to tell you that this is apparently still true, as somehow in the last ten years I forgot and have just relearned that the musical was written by these French fellows named Claude-Michel Schönberg & Alain Boublil and not ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER. How did I get this into my head! How was the thought “god this hardly even sounds like Andrew Lloyd Webber!” not a BIGGER CLUE. I am insensible, AND, insensible.
In good news though the incidentally rather French stuffing I just made with chestnuts and Brussels sprouts and a French ~batard~ loaf turned out exceptional. You stew the chestnuts in milk and stock and then use that to moisten the bread; positively infused.
“When we go to shoot the scene, the director says, “Isn’t that roast kind of big for one person?” One person? Hannibal is not one person. He is a surgeon, an artist, a psychiatrist, a flower-arranger, a gourmet cook, an oenophile, a brew-meister, a boy who lost his sister, a man who can’t stop killing, and a god. And he gets hungry.”






