It's a rainy day, the perfect complement to yesterday's sunny Thanksgiving, which was so nice that we were able to eat outside once again. (Third year in a row, I think.) Today is "ungemütlich", the German word seems to describe it better than its English translation of uncomfortable. It's moist and cool and gray and gloomy, and I've only left the house to go to the backyard a few times, emptying bits into the compost bin and trash can. Otherwise I've stayed in the house. It's the perfect day for the blend of household chores and laziness that I'm enjoying: did two loads of laundry, cleaned out that cluttered corner of the kitchen corner that's been bugging me, did loads and loads of dishes, started a loaf of rye bread to bake tomorrow, and just shoved the cake into the oven - I'm making a variation of this cream cheese pound cake that was a hit at the writing retreat. This version uses Meyer lemon juice and zest instead of lime, and I split it up into two pans since the last one was about to overflow its vessel. This also ought to mean that there's less danger of its edges blackening, and hooray! It will be done quicker.
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