* I am happy to report that the chicken recipe as noted last week is quite nice. But can someone explain to me why, for as long as I can remember, baking chicken always takes about 1 1/2 to 2 times longer than recipes suggest?
* I didn't even want to go to the Lifeline Bookfest which is on again this long weekend at the Convention centre. (I have probably 10 books from previous years' visits awaiting my attention.) But my wife wanted to go, and while there, I remembered that I wouldn't mind reading a biography of Einstein. Located! (And it was the only bio I saw about him in the whole place.) Cost $6. Also got a couple of short Graham Greenes I hadn't heard about before. A successful visit.
* Had a couple of nice craft beers at the Hoo Ha Bar yesterday afternoon. A nice, comfy bar close to Southbank which one could imagine being happy at every Saturday afternoon. (And the craft beer movement is a fantastic thing that I trust will never end. Why did it take so long to happen, though, I wonder?)
* Long weekends are good, aren't they? They avoid that neither-here-nor-there feeling of a Sunday afternoon in a normal workweek. I have never got the hang of Sunday afternoons. Maybe it's because I used to do homework at that time when I was a student if there wasn't anything else on that weekend, but even as an adult it goes something like this: Saturdays are a welcome break, and good for shopping and either eating out (if you are single or in childless coupledom) or cooking something that take more time; Sunday mornings are relaxing for a special breakfast and a political review on TV, followed by a relaxed lunch; but Sunday afternoons are just too close to Monday to feel entirely comfortable with them.
* I have not yet seen Edge of Tomorrow. I might, tomorrow. (Or maybe next weekend when daughter is on a sleep over.)
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