This poor burnt result my latest experiment with marinades and tofu. Although I think the major part of the problem was inattention, as in me trying to do too many things at the same time. Tonight, like, in about five minutes, I’m having another go at this recipe.
Writing is what I do. What I think about. What I meditate on. What I dream up. Listen to. Imagine. Sometimes I sleep. Sometimes I eat. And I walk. Pull out environmental weeds. There are a thousand more things I do, though writing comes into a fair few of those things too.
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