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Well, the dark-chocolate custard (for the ice cream) is yummy and intense. Four more batches of chicken to fry. Peach custard is on its way. Laundry needs to be put away. Landlady and termite guy are due at 9, so we don't have the luxury of sleeping in, so I'm gonna crash as soon as I possibly can. Today's been fun. Would've been more fun if my new meds weren't making me so bone-tired (or maybe it was the heat), but still, fun.

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Holy CRAP, I worked hard today. But the pork is pulled, the chicken is fried, the custard is custed, and I'm going to bed. My house is a WRECK, but I'll get up early, and I know it'll be fine by the time it needs to be fine. G'night, everyone!

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Perfect weather for a summer party.

Which is to say, FUCKING hot here in Oakland today.

Glad the party is in the evening.

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Oh, and.

someotherguy is being dish slave.

wtfpotatoes is being ice-cream slave, including making a yucky trip to the store in the heat.

I'm a lucky girl.

the work that remains

( food geeking, only interesting to me )