— Schuyler, Knobloch and Bickhardt, The Way to Love is Through the Heart
Random thoughts from a random mind
Tuesday, October 14, 2025
Lies, Damned Lies, and Witness
— Schuyler, Knobloch and Bickhardt, The Way to Love is Through the Heart
Wednesday, June 19, 2019
What's for pudding?

The recent addition to my culinary repertoire is her chocolate budino recipe. Honestly, there's no sense in copying it here. What I will give you is my ingredient list, with weights for pretty much everything:
- 5 large egg yolks
- 75g granulated sugar
- 2 cups (472g) heavy cream
- 232g Scharffen Berger 70% cacao (8 oz)
- 12g (2 tsp) unsalted butter
- 1/2 tsp grey salt
- tsp espresso powder
- 1/4 tsp vanilla
- 2 tsp Chambord
The cups took the better part of 2 hours to set, so that's your lead time for the recipe.
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
Travel tips for London and Cambridge
You have to do tea. I suggest doing it more than once. Harrod's or Fortnum & Mason, then the other. If Prince Charles or the Queen is willing to have you over, you could go a third round. Two words for you: clotted cream.
Shakespeare was fun. Make time for whatever is playing in that teeny little theatre.
The Sky Garden requires careful planning but is worth it.
Those Brits make excellent (and a slightly different) greeting cards. I think we dropped in on a chain called Paperchase (near the Sky Garden). [ed. note: they went the way of most stationary stores but you should still keep an eye out for greeting cards]
A visit to Greenwich is cool. Allow a fair bit of time for the observatory. Wouldn’t hurt you to have read Dava Sobel’s Longitude.
Punting in Cambridge, but not Oxford, where they don’t do it right. The Eagle Pub in Cambridge where Watson & Crick drew DNA helixes on napkins. The Eagle and Child in Oxford, where Tolkien and Lewis drank. Who had the greater flight of fancy?
Pints and pies. Darts if you can find it. Rarer in London these days. I think they’re adopting the Irish perspective, which, according to my friend from Cork is that, “it gets in the way of the drinking.”
The British Museum! If you can stay near there, we'd suggest dropping in on your way out each day for one (or maybe two) things.
Evensong service at Westminster Abbey. They're very fussy. St Paul's is a bit more relaxed. But Westminster is better.
If you are at all interested in WWII, the Churchill War Rooms are fantastic. You may not realize just how interested you actually are...
If you like Indian food, London is the place for you. Dishoom is the Indian place. Means "mojo" in Hindi. You'll want to get the Viceroy Old Fashioned. The black lentil dish was amazing. Nothing was bad, so go with your favorites. [ed. note: heard it's fallen off since we were there]
The Grand Imperial London has hands down the best presentation of Peking Duck we've ever had. It's probably the traditional way, but it had never been done for me. [ed. note: heard it closed during COVID]
Out front of King's Cross station they sometimes have a market. Get a snack (or two). See if The Scottish Kitchen is there, and if it is, get the smoked clava and thank me later. [ed. note: Jen tells me the Scottish Kitchen doesn't do a stand any more. Still. There are lots of places to grab snacks there...]
Monday, November 3, 2014
Beef Stew
- 3-4 lbs chuck eye roast
- 2 tblsp olive oil
- 2 good sized yellow onions
- rib of celery
- 4 garlic cloves
- 1-2 tblsp tomato paste
- 1/4 cup AP flour
- 1 cup chicken broth
- 3 cups apple cider
- 1 lg russet potato
- fresh thyme
- 1 1/2 lbs yukon gold potatoes
- 1 lb carrots
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Traveling Notes
- If you have one of those hiker's headlamps, pack it in your carry-on! They are invaluable on overnight flights when they flight attendants turn down the lights and occasionally while poking through an unfamiliar room late at night.
- Wash clothes are rare in some parts. (Italy in particular...) Pack your own in a ziplock bag.
- Field Notes journals are great for scribbling notes, phone numbers, addresses and hours, recipes--just about anything. I find one 48 page note is good for a few weeks.
- The Italian Mosquito, well that's an entire post unto itself.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Hot Chocolate
Of course, I have to use fancy chocolate and all that, because I don't have that grandma magic...
My recipe:
- Coal burning cast iron stove (optional, but you'll need your own magic)
- One cup whole milk. (c'mon, don't fool around here...)
- 2 tblsp sugar
- 4 tblsp Ghiardelli cocoa
- 1 tsp vanilla
If I have some in the fridge, I'll often pour a "shot" of half and half or heavy cream in with the milk. Another common variation is the addition of a 1/8 to 1/4 tsp cayenne pepper.
Give it a whirl and then you can play with substitutions, like all half and half instead of the milk, more or less cocoa, etc.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Santa's Checkride
[This story has probably been around longer than I'm alive. I did do a little editing, but it's certainly not original. Wish I knew exactly who to credit.]
Pilots have to be certified by the Federal Aviation Administration, which initially involves a lot of school and practice and--finally--a ride with an examiner who distracts the potential pilot with a lot of questions while they're flying. The examiner also makes the pilot do things like induce a stall and then get out of it. Pretty much anything the examiner wants to test is fair game. He could, if he wanted, just reach over and turn off the engine. Once a pilot has his/her certificate, they get to be reexamined every so often.
Santa Claus, like all pilots, gets regular visits from the Federal Aviation Administration, and it was shortly before Christmas when the FAA examiner was scheduled to arrive. In preparation, Santa had the elves wash the sled and bathe all the reindeer. Santa got his logbook out and made sure all his paperwork was in order.
The examiner arrived. He walked around the sled slowly, paying attention to every detail. He carefully checked the reindeer harnesses, the landing gear, and Rudolf's nose. He painstakingly reviewed Santa's weight and balance calculations for sled's enormous payload.
Finally, they were ready for the checkride.
Santa got in and fastened his seatbelt and shoulder harness and checked the compass. Then the examiner hopped in carrying, to Santa's surprise, a shotgun. Santa's brow furrowed and he turned his head askew.
"What's that for?"
The examiner winked.
"I'm not supposed to tell you this, but you're gonna lose an engine on takeoff."