The first day of the Dickinson orientation was right weird, I must say. I walked into the room for our first information session to be hit with this odd kind of déjà vu – I was repeating an experience I had had before, but instead of sitting and looking up at the people talking, the words were coming out of my mouth. It felt the same when I was taking the students around the Dickinson Center… I felt myself reproducing the gestures I had seen Gersende make three years ago as I showed them how to open the front gate, use the telephone, etc.
I am just realizing how valuable my work will be this year. I get to help people! It will also be a great exercise in strengthening my own confidence and integrity. AND in my time off there are bikes to ride, museums to visit, books to read… endless opportunity! The only missing piece has two initials : S.C.
Today, I…
- spilled boiling plum goo all over the inside of my hot oven (résultat : fossilized carbon splatters for me to scrape off! whoopee!). Incidentally, the tart I was attempting to make also burned. Fantastique.
- tried to make plum jam, but ended up with plum caramel
- actually watched all fifteen minutes of this guy noodling around in his kitchen
- searched “how to make french baguettes” on Epicurious – and the ‘best match’ result was a recipe for calf testicle pâté (a.k.a. bull butter, if you were curious)
- took twelve pictures of some plums that were looking pretty on my window sill
I also spent a lot of money on a chicken and bought goat cheese from a little, nice, old guy who hardly spoke French and still hasn’t learned his Euro coins. Needless to say, it was a zany day in Kat’s culinary mania, and although most of my adventures were really misadventures, at least I have three and a half jars of caramelized plum goop to show for it all!
P.S. I fixed the CommonLife link 