A product rep once compared by job to that movie Boiler Room. You sit at a desk, typing as fast as you can, the in and out boxes on your desk foaming with activity as you cradle the phone to your ear and negotiate another sale. And yes, it is like that right now in our busy season. It will be like this until Christmas. Sitting at the computer all day makes it hard for me to come home and relax at my computer.
In the meantime, let's not talk about work anymore. I find myself saying that more & more.
I'm not much of a savory baker but I do love pretzels. They disappear quickly in this house because Mr. W has a huge salt tooth. I will die of diabetes and he will die of a heart attack. And yes, you have to boil them because they taste better. If I could find some malt powder I could make them even better.
This book is my latest obsession. You see all those papers sticking out? I've barely scratched the surface of this book and there are already 100 curries I want to eat RIGHT NOW. I bought a spice grinder today because I'm enjoying working with vast quantities of spices (I never had a coffee grinder before, we don't drink it). Fortunately Mr. W loves Indian food as much as I do.
Earlier this week Mr. W and I made our first pilgrimage to an Asian-Caribbean grocery store. We are fortunate in that Edmonton has a large population of Near Eastern-type folks so every unusual ingredient is within my reach. We were directed to these stores by several of our Asian friends. We recently met some Punjabi foodies who insisted that we go to "The Brown Store" as they call it.
Even if you don't do a lot of Indian cooking I recommend these stores to you. I bought a full grocery bag of spices and legumes for $30. This same bag in a regular grocery store, even if I was only buying what I could get, would've probably been $100 or more. They stock the same spices you buy at any store as well as the exotic stuff.
I did have to laugh at one point. We were the only um, European types in the store, and a very tall Caribbean man came out of the stock room to look at us while we were shopping. At first I thought he was watching us for theft but now I realize he was watching us buy ingredients.