Good evening! I am becoming a gluten-free baker extraoridnaire (sp?), so if anyone needs some delicious gluten-free recipes, i can pass some along! today's experiments included: citrus-coconut muffins, from Gluten-Free Baking Classics by Annalise Roberts; Wheat-Free Toffee Bars, Wheat-Free Pecan-Spice cookies, both from Chewy, Gooey, Crispy Crunchy by Alice Medrich who is amazing. And of course, the ever-popular extra-mooshy Puppy Chow! (if you use the recipe on the box, add more chocolate chips and peanut butter, otherwise it just doesn't cut it :( anyway, it's fun and different! this is all work-related, incidentally. Thanks to one of my friends whose family has recently gone gluten-free, i now have a tower of flour in my kitchen that reaches up to my waist! Yay baking!
Anyway, now that i have applauded my G-F baking efforts, here is a nastily moralistic poem that speaks against bragging about what a hard worker you are, when what you've done is not actually all that impressive, and you are actually fairly lazy. it's probably just annoying :)
Idle until little tasks
Come crawling to be done,
Completing each with mammoth effort
(Sweat plus Pride are one).
"Behold my works! (And praise me, please!)"
"But, children could do such!
I'm sorry, you've built up a boast
That isn't made of much.
A trash took out (how loud you groaned!)
That was but half-way full,
A picture hung--no hammer swung,
The nail was in its hole.
And for these tasks half-heartedly
Completed, you'd take praise?
I've never heard such silliness
In all my years and days!"
"But, I Could have left All undone.
I Did do Something, no?"
"But not for duty, right, nor love.
You did it all for show."
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