lemon curd and other things
I had a craving for lemon curd this afternoon, so I went online, found a recipe that looked yummy, and made it. It’s pretty good, just a bit tart.
my improv double boiler
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and thirsty, and give You drink? And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked and clothe You? And when did we see You in prison and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even to the least of them, you did it to Me.'” -Matthew 25:37- 40
I have been thinking about this. Who are my “least” right now? It used to be those I saw during the week, my family and so on. Now? Now it is John. The checker at the supermarket. The manager of the apartment complex. And … that’s pretty much it. These are my “least”? Yes. “To the extent that you did it to one of these brothers …”
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I found a least on my way to my makeover on Tuesday. He was on the median on El Paso and Blackstone. I gave him a yogurt and a spoon. When he opened the yogurt, he placed his nose over it, inhaled, and smiled. Then he let me take a smell. “Doesn’t that smell good?” he asked. I had to agree.
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