Thursday, February 25, 2016

Ice cream for breakfast

Of course I would never eat ice cream for breakfast (except that I totally did when I was young and in my first solo apartment and had enough money left over from student loan payments to spring for the really good stuff.)  Sometimes pretty knitting just needs a super enticing, completely irrelevant title.

Maybe the pretty in this knitting is most visible to me.  Some of the stitches look a bit wonky.

I took this picture on the GO train coming back from a brunch with two university friends - a third couldn't make it because she woke up with laryngitis.  I could have told her she didn't need to worry about talking, that I could do the talking for all of us because the crazier my life gets the most I need to process it all, but I decided not to press her.  If you're sick enough to lose your voice you probably just need to get under a blanket with a big glass of water within reach and stay there.

Yesterday and today have been 'winter weather' days here in Toronto, alternating abruptly between rain and snow and leaving huge swathes of slush on all the sidewalks for the enjoyment of everybody who has to go out in spite of the allure of just staying home. A friend told me he got so drenched outside he had to put all his clothes on the radiator to dry them off before the next time he had to leave home and I thought: what will I do when we move back to the house and have no more radiators to dry our hats and mittens on?

At the condo, things dry very quickly in the air, mainly because the air is so incredibly dry to start with.

At the new house, the heat will be coming up from the wet-clothing-sensitive wood floors, and the air will be moist and comfortable, and so I guess I will have to have backups for everything while the first set of woollies move slowly from soggy to wearable.

Inefficient traditional heating systems: they sure do have their perks, don't they?

I've been thinking about cooling lately too.  Cooling as in, should I buy a chest freezer to keep in the mechanical room.  There are so many advantages to those, mainly in terms of all the space you have to treat knits and yarns for moth exposure.  And as a sideline, there's food storage.  I don't know though, when the power goes off, do you really want an entire chest freezer's worth of food to eat through before it goes bad?  Maybe it's worth it if you are baking lots of cookies and squares and freezing them for future breakfasts drop-in guests who might like a little something with their tea.  You can put those in a tin and eat them for days without their going bad.

Or you could stock up on ice cream.  Ice cream is a great thing to store in a chest freezer, as long as you don't eat it for breakfast.  I would never do that, obviously, now that I can pass for a mature adult.  Even at that brunch, nobody was going to catch me ordering waffles with whipped cream.  Nope, I stuck with French toast and maple syrup and bacon.  Not at all unhealthy.

Here's the thing about impulsive treats: sometimes, you really need them.  Like knitting under the table in a meeting, or having a movie break in the middle of the day, or working on a completely irresponsible knitting project in the middle of one that is much more urgent and important, or eating ice cream any old time. I am so ready for an impulsive treat right now! 

But not ice cream.  Right now, I am eating so much ice cream, there is nothing impulsive about it whatsoever. 

If you had ice cream for breakfast, what flavour would you choose?

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