Thursday, October 22, 2009


428

Taking up the fair Ideal,
Just to cast her down
When a fracture - we discover -
Or a splintered Crown -
Makes the Heavens portable -
And the Gods - a lie -
Doubtless - "Adam" - scowled at Eden
For his perjury!

Cherishing - our poor Ideal -
Till in purer dress -
We behold her - glorified -
Comforts - search - like this -
Till the broken creatures -
We adored - for whole -
Stains - all washed -
Transfigured - mended-
Meet us - with a smile -

c. 1862

Sunday, October 18, 2009



Saturday, October 17, 2009



Almost went into ecstasies at 3:30 this morning over the sesame bread.
These loaves were so alive.

Friday, October 16, 2009







Thursday, October 15, 2009







Wednesday, October 14, 2009

10.7.09 {karthika}

Everything tomorrow will be geared toward getting rid of the sour milk. Fantans and irish soda bread (both first-timers), chocolate cake done three ways (an indestructible recipe): cake for the indian students, cupcakes iced with the leftover prasad coconut cream frosting (coconut from amma's room! we've been splurging on the chilled water from the two coconuts she left behind. . . not only are they full of shakti, but they're so cold. . . chilled things take on supernatural dimensions here by themselves, since refrigeration is weak when present at all) and a whoopie pie experiment.

The curd turned to cheese again so it looks like apple cheesecake, too. I'd like to make a shortbread crust, but there are leftover butter cookies to use up. I might end up making cheese to add to it with the rest of the milk, & document the process with photos; I'm still elated by the separation and skimming process, the alchemy of it, the rising to the top.


Tuesday, October 13, 2009