I was not up for baking a cake from scratch tonight, but we had so much poppy seed paste left over that I poked around on the internet until I found a recipe which did not require me to do much more than already have frozen puff pastry, sour cherry jam, and confectioner's sugar on hand. What it did not give me was any hint of the intended size of the finished pastries, hence some experimentation on my part which seems to have made no difference to which ones retained the majority of their filling and which ones eviscerated themselves like sea cucumbers in the baking. Would make some changes, but would make again. There were no survivors.
And that was how I observed the confluence of Saint Patrick's Day and Purim, after eating corned beef and hamantashn.
I seem to feel strongly that if we are going to stop seesawing our circadian rhythms across the year, I don't understand the push for the permanent adoption of daylight savings time as opposed to its abolition in favor of standard time. It isn't sun-based. It was originally a wartime measure. This same move lasted less than a year when it was tried in the '70's. And I do not look forward to winter mornings under DST.
I am glad to know people who are translating poems out of Ukraine.
And that was how I observed the confluence of Saint Patrick's Day and Purim, after eating corned beef and hamantashn.
I seem to feel strongly that if we are going to stop seesawing our circadian rhythms across the year, I don't understand the push for the permanent adoption of daylight savings time as opposed to its abolition in favor of standard time. It isn't sun-based. It was originally a wartime measure. This same move lasted less than a year when it was tried in the '70's. And I do not look forward to winter mornings under DST.
I am glad to know people who are translating poems out of Ukraine.
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