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I'm a Melbourne boy, hailing from St Kilda with one ex, one current wife and four kids. Love the outdoors and making new discoveries. I cook a lot at home (cheers from wife) and do some preserving, mostly jams, pickles and fruit liqueurs. This is the diary of a cooking journey.

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Monday, June 25, 2007
To Paint, Perchance To Dream...
Argh, I hate painting!

Not that I mind the actual work of it, watching a project come together is its own reward, but when said painting interferes with my cooking projects, then it becomes a pain in the derriere. Our unit is from the 1940's and has all the attendant problems of peeling paint and water damage that one would expect, which all has to be patched and sealed. You know how it goes, patch, patch, patch followed by sanding, checking, more patching, a coat of sealer, back to patching.

All of which is stopping dead in their tracks several cooking projects, namely a flourless white chocolate cake that tasted so great the first attempt, but needs some textural adjustments, then there is some blue cornmeal sent to me by a dear friend that I have worked into a recipe in my head whilst painting and a dumpling deadline that is fast approaching to an event that I want to enter. The painting has also had an effect on my blogging, slowly it down considerably.

Still, the painting hasn't stopped me from doing something food related and that is dreaming about it. Last night I dreamt that a fellow blogger from the States, with a now defunct mushroom blog, was visiting me in Australia and we went on a country walk. As we walked by a flowing creek, he suddenly stopped and pointed out to me a mass of morels growing by the bank, I was so excited and happy. Then he told me where I could find more...

You didn't really think I was going to tell you.
  posted at 11:25 am

At 1:36 pm, Blogger Laurie said...

I hate painting, too. It has taken me 3 weeks to paint PART of my very small bathroom because I start and, after about 20 minutes, I can't bear it anymore. One day, I'll finish.

At 7:56 pm, Blogger MyKitchenInHalfCups said...

So we don't have to worry that once the painting is done you won't be sitting around watching it dry right!
You mean that in the dream your friend gave you real info on real mushrooms. . .

At 4:11 am, Anonymous Paz said...

Awww, come on! Tell us more... Where are the morels? ;-)

I'm sure after you're done painting, it will be worth it. Everything will look great!


At 8:07 am, Blogger gigi said...

If this is a bona fide telepathic dream I definitely want to know about it! And then I want to know why no one ever comes to me in a dream telling me where to find those missing treasury bills I've been looking for. Or even where I left my glasses.

Painting's always a misery. I feel your pain.

At 8:46 am, Blogger neil said...

Hi laurie, I think my trouble is in the starting so you are ahead of me there. I hope to finish one day too.

Hi tanna, nope, I've got too much cooking to carch up with! Well, I hope he did.

Hi paz, if you come to Oz in spring, we'll take you for a little trip...;-)

Hi gigi, I've had this type of dream before, usually when the morel season is going to be a good one *cue twighlight zone music* If I get any insights as to missing treasury bills or glasses, will be sure to let you know.

At 3:38 am, Anonymous eddybles said...

That's just evil!

At 9:32 am, Blogger Almost Vegetarian said...

Freud said dreams were a form of wish fulfillment. You are, clearly, a hungry boy. Hungry for food. and hungry for you kitchen. I totally understand.



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