I’m not very good at identifying plants, and I won’t pretend I am. But thanks to Diane Porter’s recent post in her wonderful newsletter My Gaia, I think the plant in the photo above is snow trillium. They now carpet the landscape at Cedar Bluffs, especially below the lookout I so often take photos from. They are small and hard to see in the above photo, but it you look closely, they are the little white dots.

I got a lot of questions about sodium citrate after posting my foolproof fondue recipe last week. So this week I’m going to dive into the ins and outs of sodium citrate! Below is the chemical formula for sodium citrate, I’m sure you’ve noticed that it spells nacho… which is also my personal favorite way to use it: in ooey gooey, smooth nacho cheese. What is it? Sodium Citrate is the sodium salt of citric acid.

Some people say that writers should include an opening paragraph, explaining why they’re looking at a particular subject this week. I say those people are all cowards. Julian “the Apostate” (361-363) Last pagan emperor – wanted to ignore all that newfangled Christanity stuff his uncle Constantine had introduced, in favour of the traditional Roman pantheon. This could have radically altered the history of Europe, but less than two years into his reign Julian died on campaign against Persia, and that was pretty much that for polytheism.

The good news: you can still buy these dolls on Amazon. They still have their “I Love You” candy hearts stitched across their chests. The Johnny Gruelle books too. At least four of them, but you’ll find over twenty on Goodreads. These delighted me, especially the “Cookieland” one where the dolls eat all the sweets my mother wouldn’t allow. They’re always foraging for food, those dolls—in an early episode, they spoon up jam from the jar and Raggedy Ann gets it all over her mouth.

Tuesday, October 17, 2023 Good morning! Friends, it was so surprisingly chilly yesterday morning on my weekly “hot girl walk” that we swung through Manhattan’s new beach (no seriously), an experience that, unfortunately, proved neither hot nor beachy. I remembered it was soup week in the SK Digest and couldn’t wait to get home and cozy up about it. Soup season is about warming up and sharing meals and I think it’s arriving right on time.