Which I am now making even longer by postponing a bunch of assignments to post here.
Between taking three classes and writing for Manhattan Times and regular day-to-day stuff (not to mention my overwhelming addition to election news), it’s all piled up on me this week.
So, what did I do this week?
I made soup out of this ugly guy:
What is it? It’s celeriac and it tastes a little like celery and a little like potato. Wikipedia mentions “celeriac is not as widely used as some other root vegetables, perhaps because it is harder to prepare and clean.” Yeah! Kinda wish I had read that last week! The resulting soup was… not really worth talking about at length. It was good, but bland and a hell of a lot of work.
In lieu of cooking, I ate an obscene amount of Dominican-style roast chicken to write a story comparing some of the chicken places around here and I learned a new word in the process: wasakaka. It’s a watery sauce made of lemon juice, onion, garlic, and salt which is used to moisten roast chicken — and depending on where you get it, it can be a fresh, zingy, perfect complement to chicken or it can bland, watery, and useless.
For an upcoming (vaguely-food-related) piece on vendor licensing, I interviewed the couple who owns one of the taco carts in my neighborhood, while a photographer got some really lovely pictures of them:
So have been postponing? Transcribing an hour’s worth of interviews, writing a 600-word op-ed, and analyzing the current demographics and voting trends of New Hampshire to predict which way the state will vote for next month.
I sense another pile-up soon.