5.30.2013

Come to Dr. J's Place

Bride has been working at Dr J's Place, and she's got some shifts for Frankenstein there too.  It's a beautiful place with cool fixtures and fringe and a long, winding bar.  There are American flags and pictures of Barack Obama all over the place.  The staff is very nice.  It's a classic place with classic music ("Rock - Dusties - Blues" as the sign says, but a lot of soul, too.)


Last night, we were sitting at home, minding our own business, when I got a phone call from Frankenstein.   Game 7 is on TV.  Nobody is out.  Mrs J's is tired and she is ready to close the bar, at 9PM.  Frankenstein doesn't like the facebook, doesn't "get" social media, etc.  He has 600 friends to my 100, but OK.  That's what happens when you tend bar all over town and are in two bands.  I know it's true that he only logs on once a month or so.

The bar is going to close for the night!  Not good business.  Even if nobody is there, don't close, because somebody might show up.  And if it's closed, maybe next time they won't bother trying, and there's another customer lost.  The clientele is already aging, declining.  Bride of Frankenstein is trying very hard to help revitalize this long-term, local, very small business.

5.26.2013

Bread (5/24 weekend)

The weather cooled off this week, so Mrs HM's baking moratorium was temporarily rescinded.  Last chance to make bread (maybe) until fall.

#1.  Here's my initial dough mix from Friday night:


After rising for two hours:



I greased a loaf pan with shortening.  Mrs HM collects all manner of containers.  Shortening goes in the "grease" canister.


I poured the dough into the loaf pan.