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Macaroni, boiled in heavily salted water and drained. Combined in the cooking pot with a small pat of butter, a large handful of cheese, and chopped garlic in olive oil to taste, and warmed over the burner until smoothly combined. I put garlic in everything (it's one of my favorite foods), but in macaroni and cheese it makes for a more nuanced, adult version of the comfort food, and it was damn good. Creamy, rich, and flavorful—perfect for today's cold weather.
Speaking of cold weather: Glancing out the windows, the world looks like my icon (minus, of course, the bear). The Oregon sky is overcast blue, alternating today with flashes of sudden sunshine. The leaves have all turned yellow, orange, rich red, set against the evergreens and grasses. The air smells of rain on leaves. It's perfect weather for oversized sweaters and comfort food...
...and full-on autumn has turned certain BPAL from good to wonderful. Fearful Pleasure (dried orange peels floating in simmering cider, roasted apples, smoldering firewood, chimney smoke, sassafras beer, warm hawthorn wood, and oakmoss) has become my go-to scent, so much better than I first thought—it's rich, warm apple cider is perfect for the weather, and I am so glad I have a bottle. It clings to my clothes, so I've taken to wearing Samhain (damp woods, fir needle, and black patchouli with the gentlest touches of warm pumpkin, clove, nutmeg, allspice, sweet red apple and mullein) afterwards, as they share roast apple—its sweet woodiness was too strong earlier in the season, but has become wonderful sap-sticky warmth now. Today, I'm wearing my beloved Ivanushka (soft, velvety fur and warm musk, brushed by forest woods and dusted by dry leaves) layered with Yggdrasil (nine woods, nine leaves, and three herbs each for Ratatosk and Vidofnir, with three final herbs to placate Nidhogg) which I find too dry to wear alone but brings out the forest in Ivanushka.
As a result, the sweater I've been wearing lately—a big comfortable mossy green affair stolen from the boy—smells like the whiff of spiced cider wafting through dry woods to reach someone sitting indoors, wrapped in a soft fur blanket. It's amazing.
Still speaking of: I'm considering my BPAL holiday order. It looks like it'll wonderfully, relatively, large. I still have my Yule update order on the way via![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bookandbroom (it should arrive sooner rather than later, and I'm very excited), but the boy is buying me a Christmas present, I have a very belated birthday gift to pick up, and I may tack on something extra from leftover birthday funds.
( I'm considering ordering... ) Either way, it's an order of four or five units (e.g. one bottle or six imps), which is the largest that I've ever ordered. It makes me almost proud, and very excited—and anxious to see what frimps come with it. We plan to order about mid-month, so I have another week or so to talk it over with the boy and finalize the list.
Life is quiet, but good. I hope that everyone is well.
Speaking of cold weather: Glancing out the windows, the world looks like my icon (minus, of course, the bear). The Oregon sky is overcast blue, alternating today with flashes of sudden sunshine. The leaves have all turned yellow, orange, rich red, set against the evergreens and grasses. The air smells of rain on leaves. It's perfect weather for oversized sweaters and comfort food...
...and full-on autumn has turned certain BPAL from good to wonderful. Fearful Pleasure (dried orange peels floating in simmering cider, roasted apples, smoldering firewood, chimney smoke, sassafras beer, warm hawthorn wood, and oakmoss) has become my go-to scent, so much better than I first thought—it's rich, warm apple cider is perfect for the weather, and I am so glad I have a bottle. It clings to my clothes, so I've taken to wearing Samhain (damp woods, fir needle, and black patchouli with the gentlest touches of warm pumpkin, clove, nutmeg, allspice, sweet red apple and mullein) afterwards, as they share roast apple—its sweet woodiness was too strong earlier in the season, but has become wonderful sap-sticky warmth now. Today, I'm wearing my beloved Ivanushka (soft, velvety fur and warm musk, brushed by forest woods and dusted by dry leaves) layered with Yggdrasil (nine woods, nine leaves, and three herbs each for Ratatosk and Vidofnir, with three final herbs to placate Nidhogg) which I find too dry to wear alone but brings out the forest in Ivanushka.
As a result, the sweater I've been wearing lately—a big comfortable mossy green affair stolen from the boy—smells like the whiff of spiced cider wafting through dry woods to reach someone sitting indoors, wrapped in a soft fur blanket. It's amazing.
Still speaking of: I'm considering my BPAL holiday order. It looks like it'll wonderfully, relatively, large. I still have my Yule update order on the way via
bookandbroom (it should arrive sooner rather than later, and I'm very excited), but the boy is buying me a Christmas present, I have a very belated birthday gift to pick up, and I may tack on something extra from leftover birthday funds.( I'm considering ordering... ) Either way, it's an order of four or five units (e.g. one bottle or six imps), which is the largest that I've ever ordered. It makes me almost proud, and very excited—and anxious to see what frimps come with it. We plan to order about mid-month, so I have another week or so to talk it over with the boy and finalize the list.
Life is quiet, but good. I hope that everyone is well.
