Seventy-Four from Forty-Six

In the waning days of Shiraishi Mai’s membership in Nogizaka46, she has gifted us a very fun and amusing YouTube video on her channel. She’s dancing to Girls Rule and wearing as many different Nogizaka costumes as she can. The count is 74. I believe I like 73 of them.

This is the second video of hers that I’ve featured. I hope she continues to produce more that I’ll feature her after her graduation.

Oven Fries Hot and Crisp

So I made some ribs tonight for dinner. I’ll save the story for another day. Let’s just say low and slow for hours on end. I started cooking after my 2 o’clock meeting. I just finished cleaning up. Yeah. Low and slow for hours on end.

But as the title indicates, I want to talk about the side of fries I made with the ribs. I wasn’t going to deep fry them. I don’t want the mess. So I was going to do them in the oven.

“But the ribs!”

Yeah. What to do. What to do?

I had two russet potatoes. I cut them into fries, threw them in a water bath to remove starch for about 30 minutes, dried them, and spread them out on towel to dry out. Tossed them with some vegetable oil and salt before spreading out again on a pizza pan — that’s the largest pan after my half sheet which at that moment was being used for the ribs.

I planned to “par-boil” the fries before upping the heat in the oven after the ribs were done. So into the oven at the low temperature while the ribs were going. This was close to when the ribs were done — about 30 minutes.

When I pulled the ribs out and covered with tin foil, I upped the temperature in the oven to 450 F, flipped the fries around, and slid them back in for 20 minutes. They didn’t look too great before they went back in. Perhaps I was wrong on this “par-boil” method, and that they’ll turn out soggy.

But after the first 20 minutes they were developing a good color and were slightly crisp. I planned for another 20 minutes, but pulled them out after 10 because they were nicely brown. Crisp. And a bit over done tending towards burnt.

I think they were dried out too much in the “par-boil” method. They were crisp but the inner wasn’t nice and soft. It was missing.

Overall, it was a great dinner, which took too long to get. It shouldn’t be done on a Wednesday, but on a lazy Sunday.

Still it was good.

Dumb Donald Does Covid

News circulated late last night that Donald Trump contracted the Corona Virus along with his wife, Melania. To be a better person and not say out loud my true thoughts, I can only think of two words: karma and justice.

Downplaying the impact of the Corona virus for the better part of the year while secretly knowing its impact, karma has come for Donald Trump.

Maybe too there will be justice for those that have died from Donald Trump’s abominable mishandling of the response to it.

If you don’t know, the election is coming up. One way or another it would be good to know that Donald Trump won’t be in DC next year or the years after.

“Ah, two of the most exquisite pleasures known to modern man: tobacco and whatever it is this chair is doing to my pelvis.”

I think I’m going stir crazy.

Stuck inside for a bit. Just don’t feel like working. Just don’t feel like thinking. The internet is boring. The television I watch is boring. The YouTube videos are boring. I’m betting that this post is boring you, too. I know that it is for me. I am bored.

Ennui has set in. I truly need a vacation.

Sure I don’t know why I am telling you this, but I am.

Don’t be bored.

“Well, it looks like you’ve got a walking, talking moot point to deal with, don’t it.”

Baltimore Orioles baseball team finished 25-35 for the abbreviated, pandemic shortened 2020 season. It’s another losing year. I don’t think I really cared at all.

Surprisingly they did well. At least it was better than last year. Still with this losing season that would make 3 years in a row that the team and the organization stink. But they stunk less because they were somewhat more competitive. Yes, there were blow outs and stinkers in those 60 games, but they were in the playoff race at the beginning of September. And like many Septembers, they utterly failed to rise for the occasion and instead played poorly like the terrible team that we all thought they were.

But that doesn’t mean the future is going to be bad. It seemed like there were a few nice performances from the younger birds. Maybe, just maybe it is something to build on.

I guess I am paid for next year, too.

I was in a rotisserie league. I haven’t yet paid the dues. I was absolutely not doing my part to make it fun even though I had Mike Trout on my team. And like his real team, I stunk it up. I guess I should pay off the league manager…