Yesterday was Groundhog Day and Wiarton Willy did not see his shadow, which in rodent-forecasterese means that we will have an early Spring.
Did he mean now? Because otherwise I think Old Man Winter is going through menopause... how else to explain the hot flashes?
In other news, my birthday is next Friday, and it's a big one. I'm planning a full 9-day celebratory extravaganza. It will be epic. There will be pancakes.
Bring it.
Friday, 3 February 2012
Saturday, 14 January 2012
Bixi surprise
Yesterday, I finally used my Bixi membership in the way I intended when I bought it. Ironically, it was a day Toronto had its first real snow.
I usually try to keep cycling in winter, but only when the roads are relatively clear or the snow is packed down, and not when visibility is an issue. On those days, I will take the TTC to work. Last year, the Tank got really cranky in the cold weather and refused to shift out of low gear, which made biking a frustrating experience, so I took the streetcar most days. The lack of exercise was irritating, so I began walking home after work. It usually took me just over an hour and I'm pleased to say the winter pudge wasn't as bad last year as it usually is.
It's been a very mild winter so far this year, so I haven't needed to take the streetcar in, nor have I have had the chance to put the Opus through her winter paces yet. There have been a few low-temp days, and she seems to have the opposite shifting problem from the Tank: she'll shift into higher gears but not down into lower gears. I'm not sure if this is a gearing problem or if it's due to the grease freezing up in the grip-shifter, but at any rate being stuck in a mid-gear is less irritating than in a low one.
Yesterday morning, winter finally stopped hitting the snooze button and I woke to traffic reports of icy conditions and snow blowing about. I looked out my window and saw... not a lot, because the wind was picking the snow up and blowing it around in a way that would be very pretty were it not that I had to go out into it. I decided that it would be a TTC day.
By afternoon, the streets were clear enough that I wanted to bike home. This is why I bought a Bixi subscription, I said to myself, except that because of the very small service area, biking all the way home is not possible. I fumed about this for a few minutes... then it hit me. I could bike part of the way home and walk the rest, since I was planning on walking the whole way anyway. I don't know why it took me so long to figure that out. I'm hoping that the cold froze my brain cells and that it's not just age.
So I took myself to a Bixi dock somewhat near school -- I couldn't remember where the closest dock was and wound up taking one from Bay and Wellesley. My soft briefcase and bag barely fit into the front rack, but the bungee they provide kept them in snugly. I took out a bike only to discover that the seat post was frozen and I couldn't adjust it. The seat was a bit too low, which made biking into the wind in third gear too hard. Fortunately the grip-shifters were working fine and I could shift between gears easily. I took my usual route home along Harbord, remembering just in time to turn south onto Bathurst instead of continuing straight through.
Bixi has moved a bunch of stations for the winter*, and one of the new locations is Bathurst and Dundas, which is a bit closer to home than the Kensington Market station. Docking the bike was much easier this time, and I walked the rest of the way home. The whole trip took about 35 minutes, 10 of which was spent trying to remember where the Bixi stations were close to school and the last 15 spent walking home from Bathurst. Huge time savings!
I'm happy to think that I've found a practical use for Bixi at last and that I might save my subscription after all. 2 down, 18 days to go.
*They've moved them for snow-clearing purposes. The new locations have extended the service area a bit. I hope that come spring they will leave them in place and put the old ones back. In another bit of irony, one of the new stations is at the Distillery.
I usually try to keep cycling in winter, but only when the roads are relatively clear or the snow is packed down, and not when visibility is an issue. On those days, I will take the TTC to work. Last year, the Tank got really cranky in the cold weather and refused to shift out of low gear, which made biking a frustrating experience, so I took the streetcar most days. The lack of exercise was irritating, so I began walking home after work. It usually took me just over an hour and I'm pleased to say the winter pudge wasn't as bad last year as it usually is.
It's been a very mild winter so far this year, so I haven't needed to take the streetcar in, nor have I have had the chance to put the Opus through her winter paces yet. There have been a few low-temp days, and she seems to have the opposite shifting problem from the Tank: she'll shift into higher gears but not down into lower gears. I'm not sure if this is a gearing problem or if it's due to the grease freezing up in the grip-shifter, but at any rate being stuck in a mid-gear is less irritating than in a low one.
Yesterday morning, winter finally stopped hitting the snooze button and I woke to traffic reports of icy conditions and snow blowing about. I looked out my window and saw... not a lot, because the wind was picking the snow up and blowing it around in a way that would be very pretty were it not that I had to go out into it. I decided that it would be a TTC day.
By afternoon, the streets were clear enough that I wanted to bike home. This is why I bought a Bixi subscription, I said to myself, except that because of the very small service area, biking all the way home is not possible. I fumed about this for a few minutes... then it hit me. I could bike part of the way home and walk the rest, since I was planning on walking the whole way anyway. I don't know why it took me so long to figure that out. I'm hoping that the cold froze my brain cells and that it's not just age.
So I took myself to a Bixi dock somewhat near school -- I couldn't remember where the closest dock was and wound up taking one from Bay and Wellesley. My soft briefcase and bag barely fit into the front rack, but the bungee they provide kept them in snugly. I took out a bike only to discover that the seat post was frozen and I couldn't adjust it. The seat was a bit too low, which made biking into the wind in third gear too hard. Fortunately the grip-shifters were working fine and I could shift between gears easily. I took my usual route home along Harbord, remembering just in time to turn south onto Bathurst instead of continuing straight through.
Bixi has moved a bunch of stations for the winter*, and one of the new locations is Bathurst and Dundas, which is a bit closer to home than the Kensington Market station. Docking the bike was much easier this time, and I walked the rest of the way home. The whole trip took about 35 minutes, 10 of which was spent trying to remember where the Bixi stations were close to school and the last 15 spent walking home from Bathurst. Huge time savings!
I'm happy to think that I've found a practical use for Bixi at last and that I might save my subscription after all. 2 down, 18 days to go.
*They've moved them for snow-clearing purposes. The new locations have extended the service area a bit. I hope that come spring they will leave them in place and put the old ones back. In another bit of irony, one of the new stations is at the Distillery.
Friday, 23 December 2011
Baby, it's (finally) cold outside...
Hyedie from the Cupcake Ride has started a series on winter bikers, and I'm honoured that she asked me to be interviewed. We rode to Queen's Park Circle, part of my daily commute, for photos at the beginning of December when it was still practically balmy.
You can see the interview here. Hyedie takes a nice picture.
In other news, it's finally Christmas vacation. I haven't been horribly in the Christmas spirit so far, although most of of my shopping is done already. I did go to the Sing-Along Messiah and visited the Christmas Market at the Distillery, so I feel a little ho-ho-ho-ier this week. Also, pickles were electrocuted.
Tomorrow is the last push. I have to buy one or two more presents and food-stuffs, make a few eatable presents, wrap the heck out of stuff, and make cranberry sauce and the raspberry semifreddo. No problem.
I'm gonna need a nap first.
You can see the interview here. Hyedie takes a nice picture.
In other news, it's finally Christmas vacation. I haven't been horribly in the Christmas spirit so far, although most of of my shopping is done already. I did go to the Sing-Along Messiah and visited the Christmas Market at the Distillery, so I feel a little ho-ho-ho-ier this week. Also, pickles were electrocuted.
Tomorrow is the last push. I have to buy one or two more presents and food-stuffs, make a few eatable presents, wrap the heck out of stuff, and make cranberry sauce and the raspberry semifreddo. No problem.
I'm gonna need a nap first.
Saturday, 3 December 2011
I made them myself. At least, I helped.
I may have, once or twice in the past, mentioned my love of macarons. Well, last night I went with my friend R to Le Dolci to learn how to make them.
It turns out they're not as complicated as it seems, although there's still a bit of luck and technique required to get them to turn out right: our batch of pumpkin pie macarons looked perfectly cooked but were still wet and gummy on the inside. They ended up baking for a lot longer than the required 12 minutes. However, the mint-chocolate chip turned out very nicely indeed, and we eventually managed to get enough of the pumpkin pie to bring home three each, although we were given strict instructions not to eat any until they had stayed in the fridge for a day. I obeyed. Mostly.
And here they are.
I'm going to go on record and say that I really liked the texture of the "overcooked" pumpkin ones better than the mint-chocolate chip. I think it's the ganache. It's just too heavy for these cookies for my taste. I think that when I make my own chocolate macarons, I will try to find a less dense filling. Like a mousse, maybe.
Because? Hell yes, I will be trying these at home. Once I feel I have got the recipe more or less down, I might even graduate to the ones in the book!
It turns out they're not as complicated as it seems, although there's still a bit of luck and technique required to get them to turn out right: our batch of pumpkin pie macarons looked perfectly cooked but were still wet and gummy on the inside. They ended up baking for a lot longer than the required 12 minutes. However, the mint-chocolate chip turned out very nicely indeed, and we eventually managed to get enough of the pumpkin pie to bring home three each, although we were given strict instructions not to eat any until they had stayed in the fridge for a day. I obeyed. Mostly.
And here they are.
I'm going to go on record and say that I really liked the texture of the "overcooked" pumpkin ones better than the mint-chocolate chip. I think it's the ganache. It's just too heavy for these cookies for my taste. I think that when I make my own chocolate macarons, I will try to find a less dense filling. Like a mousse, maybe.
Because? Hell yes, I will be trying these at home. Once I feel I have got the recipe more or less down, I might even graduate to the ones in the book!
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
Hamlet Distilled
Sunday I went with my friend A to see Raoul Bhaneja in his solo Hamlet show. He played 17 parts. His characterization of Polonius was hilarious, and for the first time I didn't want to slap Hamlet.
It was phenomenal. Breath-taking. As A said: "I have trouble memorizing songs!" If you ever get the chance to see it, run, don't walk.
It played at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts in the Distillery. You may recall back in August I had planned to take a Bixi to the Distillery as part of the LGRAB Summer Games, and how that plan was foiled by the fact that Bixi didn't put a dock at the Distillery*. To my shame, I had never gone. I finally got my first taste of it on Sunday.
Pretty, no?
Brick-lined streets, Victorian architecture. And with the Christmas lights up, very Charles Dickens. Nothing was open, of course, but we could peek in through the windows at the shops. And I'm a bit of a Grinch when it comes to early Christmas trees, but I'll forgive them if they look like this:
The Christmas market starts on Friday. The Distillery is not far from school, so I think I'll pop on over one evening after work and get a real feel for it. In the meantime, I'm glad I finally got to see the place.
*Not anymore! Bixi is moving a station to the Distillery for the winter.
It was phenomenal. Breath-taking. As A said: "I have trouble memorizing songs!" If you ever get the chance to see it, run, don't walk.
It played at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts in the Distillery. You may recall back in August I had planned to take a Bixi to the Distillery as part of the LGRAB Summer Games, and how that plan was foiled by the fact that Bixi didn't put a dock at the Distillery*. To my shame, I had never gone. I finally got my first taste of it on Sunday.
Pretty, no?
Brick-lined streets, Victorian architecture. And with the Christmas lights up, very Charles Dickens. Nothing was open, of course, but we could peek in through the windows at the shops. And I'm a bit of a Grinch when it comes to early Christmas trees, but I'll forgive them if they look like this:
The Christmas market starts on Friday. The Distillery is not far from school, so I think I'll pop on over one evening after work and get a real feel for it. In the meantime, I'm glad I finally got to see the place.
*Not anymore! Bixi is moving a station to the Distillery for the winter.
Thursday, 10 November 2011
We interrupt this blog to say nothing
I've been busy marking things, planning lessons, submitting marks, and generally being a hermit. I haven't even looked at my New York photos because I feel guilty about all the work I really should be doing.
Meanwhile, my hair is getting longer and longer because I've made getting my hair cut the prize for finishing all my photos.
Just call me Rapunzel.
Meanwhile, my hair is getting longer and longer because I've made getting my hair cut the prize for finishing all my photos.
Just call me Rapunzel.
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
More tweed!
I knew there were pictures of me with tea cup at the Tweed Ride! Click here for one! Although I seem to be appearing under a pseudonym... Audrey?!
(Wait through the commercial and you'll see me at 1:39 waiting in line. They pan down to my oh-so-stylish shoes.)
(Wait through the commercial and you'll see me at 1:39 waiting in line. They pan down to my oh-so-stylish shoes.)
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