Biscuits are a different story. I’ve tried the ready-made biscuit dough, gleefully pulling on the paper strip until the can pops satisfyingly, and…that’s about the only thing satisfying about pop-and-bake biscuits. The biscuits are dry and flat, the flavor is flat and overwhelmingly flour-y, and…no. These are not the biscuits I crave, not the biscuits I want to have with fried chicken or with sausage smothered in gravy.
Enter the May Fine Cooking.
Number of journal volumes checked out from library: 12, in two separate trips on the same day
Approximate total weight of said journal volumes: Eleventy billion pounds
Approximate total distance I schlepped said journal volumes without the benefit of a backpack: 3 light-years
I requested a couple of dissertations from Interlibrary Loan recently in the course of writing my never-ending lit review paper. I got the e-mail notice that they’d arrived, so I hopped over to the library, handed my card to the circulation staff, and waited.
He came back, not with two stacks of paper, but with two small boxes. Labeled “microfilm.”
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