I Believe in Santa Clause

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

I live with a man who eats copious amounts of carbs and sugar.

Being hypoglycemic I eat very limited amounts of the staples he craves on a daily basis.

Since I love to bake, his eating habits are a win for my culinary experiments in the kitchen.

There are so many recipes I would love to make right now,

but I'm dealing with limited ingredients.

Flour, sugar, yeast, chocolate are not easy to find.

I search for recipes with ingredients I have on hand and decided to make

chocolate molasses cookies (which are good, but not great)

and an easy no knead bread (which is tasty).

I'm a big hummus fan.

I typically buy the generic Trader Joe's brand and have it for lunch with carrots or an apple

I ran out last week and not wanting to go to the grocery store I whipped up this batch.

It's very creamy but could use a little more lemon and salt.

Another brilliant season of story telling and exceptional acting.

I have been able to endure quarantine with minimal stress or feelings of entrapment due

to the access we have to hiking trails in Griffith Park and around Lake Hollywood.

Pre C19 I traversed these routes several times a week, but in the past two weeks

I have made daily excursions along the hilly streets in the canyon and the dirt trails in the park.

Yesterday a new ordinance went into effect closing parking lots to many beaches and parks

to curtail large groups of weekenders gathering in public places

It's unclear if it's legal to use local access to trails

so Scott and I ventured out this morning for a long hike.

It was as if the zombie apocalypse had wiped out the population.

For miles we didn't see another soul.

The sound of cars humming along the freeway in the distance was scrubbed from the normal background noise.

No planes overhead.

It was eerie, peaceful, and most likely verboten to be where we were today.

In the near future, I'll stick to the neighborhood streets for my daily strolls.