First, I'd like to report that making tapioca pudding is much easier than I thought it would be, course I did it the lazy way. Next time, I'll try it slow cooked. Looks like brains but tastes good. Taste and texture combined.
In other news, the snow today was perfect for packing into snowballs and throwing at trees (which I pretended were people who have recently told me no). Its only a stinker when the snow doesn't hit the tree but falls into the ground all peace-full like. Baloney.
And then I got to thinking about salmon.
because I read a bunch of short funny essays by Umberto Eco, while the tapioca cooled and the snow fell and my pride healed (apparently one cannot be a part-time phD candidate in the department of my choosing, still makes me want to throw a snowball).