At the Dodo, we have been saving the girls' lightest and whitest eggs now for some weeks. We are ready to decorate them for the spring season of fertility and chocolate. A good pal of ours has directed us to this silk-dying method:
Today, a recipe for the pressed for time set: to call it a recipe is a stretch- what it really consists of is a photo on the carton depicting a "serving suggestion." These little chocolate sprinkles are nothing like the waxy domestic jimmies you might be familiar with. These are from Holland, as in Dutch chocolate, and they are delicious.
These little sprinkles, my friends, are good- And dashed over a good butter* (see here if you don’t know what ‘good butter’ might mean) and a nice slice of whitey white bread, they are more like the pain au chocolat of France than anything.
As the cooking mavens and the foodie magazines say, these belong in your pantry!
Get them here, and better order two boxes! They come in dark chocolate, too.
What are we doing here? I love this question- because it invites further questions. What can the highest goal of a thing, an object, an image, a spark, a word, be? What can be begotten by any one impulse?
Plenty, I'll wager. For a while now, I have been fumbling around trying to formulate a few thoughts on the spread of things. Our time here is an exchange of ideas, even though we may not speak directly to each other. My exhortation to you, is for you to improve this unlimitedly large place called the internet. It is, indeed, full of junk, which is exactly why you must improve it. It is your job to make it better.
Someone here at the Dodo has added his two cents, and this post has a video of a gorgeous plasma plume; have a look, it will send you gleefully to your paint box. The large distances and great forces involved in getting things out of here (and sometimes back) are a siren song for wonder and reflection.
Nest Box Cam season approaches, and I am still not sure what I think of it all, but I spend a few hours every other week counting and watching the birds at the feeders for Project Feederwatch. How far am I from playing dress up with my feathered friends, I wonder? Am I a deontologist or a consequentialist?
More about Piip Show. More about Feederwatch. More about surveillance ethics. If you read the entire article, you can reward (?) yourself with a look at this bit of film, and further contemplate our insatiable appetite for entertainment and knowledge.