New Orleans: mold

October 2, 2005

The near impossibility of cleaning up where mold has such a deep hold on homes, businesses, and hospitals.

listening to Run, Lola, Run

On the way home from Berkeley, an excellent driving soundtrack.

back to the movie sale

After seeing a preview of Shark Tales, I decided to go back and get it. Word has gotten out, and there aren’t many movies left.

three squares with Al Sharpton

Breakfast at the Regency, lunch at Marco Polo Ristorante, dinner at Amy Ruth’s. Recipe for smothered chicken and gravy from the latter.

the varmint in the garage: identified

It is a squirrel, and it has begun making noises that indicate an annoyance level possibly higher than ours. After finding a red potato partly eaten, all spuds have been relocated to the kitchen. New enticements in the trap include cashew nuts for their aroma.

At least it’s not a Reggie or a raccoon. But I’m really sorry that a gnome didn’t show up.

If you thought potatoes were an odd food for a squirrel, bear in mind their extreme flexibility. One of my neighbors found they were eating the lemons off her tree. I’ve seen them eat geraniums and hibiscus flowers.

umami, the fifth taste

The meaning of the Japanese word is difficult to convey, ’savory’ being one, ‘meaty’ another. It is enhanced by salt, and found in anchovies, mushrooms, tomatoes, parmesan and roquefort cheeses, grapes, meat, ketchup, soy sauce, and walnuts.

No wonder we like pizza so much.