People, I started going great guns on the three-citrus marmalade earlier, but do you know how incredibly long it takes to supreme four pounds of grapefruit/oranges/lemons? A really honking long time. By the end, I was leaving small bits of pith attached to the fruit, and I just don't give a damn- certainly this marmalade will stay taste good. Swear to god if I sell this, I'll have to price it like it's gold if I have any hope of making back the labor cost. AARGH! It's all quite pretty -just look at this zest- and did smell terrifically but wow.
Due to this marathon of peeling, my hands feel as if they've undergone some sort of dermatological acid treatment (perhaps good) and my shoulders are tired. It's unclear if I will find the will to cook dinner tonight; I'd planned creamed leeks and smothered chicken but that may have to wait until tomorrow.
How on earth did Ben Affleck not receive a Best Director Oscar nom but the guy who did Silver Linings Playbook did? Not even close in my humble opinion. And I gotta be honest, while Quvenzhané Wallis did a fine job and is darling, I just cannot get on board with her winning for Best Actress. That movie just did not meet the hype.