When fixing our faces in the mirror, the person looking back at us will tell us she or he is pleased with our behavior. How we treat others. And that approval gives us a peaceful, easy feeling.

When fixing our faces in the mirror, the person looking back at us will tell us she or he is pleased with our behavior.
How we treat others.
And that approval gives us a peaceful, easy feeling.

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Friday, April 5, 2019

I’ve come to peace.
Despite the stresses of this eventful week, I feel at peace.
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this well.

Wondering if it’s the blog.
An outlet for my creativity.
A place to vent or ask for ideas or comments.
Solidifying over the year from an idea to a well-visited, well-supported meeting place for the exchange of ideas.
What I wanted when I started it.

But more.
Unexpectedly, It’s become a social center.
Reaching a peak this Sunday with the celebration of its first anniversary, marked by a gathering of the local active blog activists.
Many great personal relationships established.

Wondering.
We’re fifteen times the size I was shooting for.
What will the next year bring?
Will we merely double?
Doubling will be great.
And it’s doable.

But not to lose sight of the most important aspect of the blog: bringing me to a good place in my life.
Spiritual well-being.
I’ve come to peace.

From Saturday, the next six days show three days in the 50s and three in the 60s. Sixties. Wow.   Tick Tock. In clock language:   Enjoy today.

From Saturday, the next six days show three days in the 50s and three in the 60s.
Sixties.
Wow.


Tick Tock.
In clock language:

Enjoy today.

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Postings Count, Weather Brief, and Dinner

Friday, April 5, 2019

My 364th consecutive posting, committed to 5,000.
After 364 posts we’re at the 7.28% mark of my commitment, the commitment a different way of marking the passage of time.

Time is 12.01am.

On Friday, Boston’s temperature will reach a high of 45* with a feels-like temperature of 41* under sunny skies.



Chicken Spatchcock Despite its unfortunate name, my absolutely favorite roast chicken.

Chicken Spatchcock
Despite its unfortunate name, my absolutely favorite roast chicken.

Dinner of Roast Chicken Spatchcock.









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Question of the Day:
What is Roast Chicken Spatchcock?

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Friday, April 5, 2019

Love your notes.
Contact me at domcapossela@hotmail.com

This from Sally C in response to a posting that praised the writing talents of Colleen G.

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Dear Dom,

Your impressions of Colleen are spot on!  She IS the Energizer Bunny - on steroids!  A phenomenal writer, and a peach of a personality to boot!  They don't come any better than her.

I plan to bring some of my homemade oatmeal bread to your blog-day party on Sunday.  It's up to you if you choose to put it on the table or hoard it for yourself.  I wouldn't think any less of you, either way you choose.

Sally

Web Meister Responds: One day Colleen’s reputation will go far beyond Room to Write. And don’t dare forget that bread!

And Sally answered:

And once you've had a slice, especially toasted with either real butter or peanut butter slathered on it, you won't want to share.

And Web Meister Responds: I’ll bet!

And Sally added:
I take a couple loaves to the police station at Christmas time, already sliced, along with a tub of whipped butter.  My friend Lt. Scott (who came to the book launch party) said it was all he could do to wrest a piece for himself.  He agreed that it is magnificent toasted.

Web Meister Responds: Okay!

And Colleen G. adds:

Thanks again Dom!!
You are too kind:)

Cheers,

Colleen

To which the Web Meister Responds with a smile: I probably am.

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Chuckle of the Day
: My kinda guy.

Her interviewing would stop when she got the answer she wanted to a simple question: "What is two plus two?"
The journalist answered "Twenty-two".
The social worker, "I don't know the answer but I'm very glad that we had the opportunity to discuss it."
The engineer pulled out a slide rule and answered, "somewhere between 3.999 and 4.001."
The attorney: "in the case of Jenkins vs. the Department of the Treasury, two plus two was proven to be four."
The accountant got up from his chair, went over to the door, closed it, came back and sat down.
Leaning across the desk, he said in a low voice, "How much do you want it to be?"

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Answer to the Question of the Day:

Butterflying is a way of preparing meat, fish, or poultry for cooking by cutting it almost in two, but leaving the two parts connected; it is then often boned and flattened.

Spatchcocking a chicken is super easy. The neck and backbone are clearly revealed when chicken is on its breast. Use a kitchen scissors or shears to cut the soft bone on either side of the backbone and remove. The chicken is now butterflied: lying f…

Spatchcocking a chicken is super easy.
The neck and backbone are clearly revealed when chicken is on its breast.
Use a kitchen scissors or shears to cut the soft bone on either side of the backbone and remove.
The chicken is now butterflied: lying flat but still connected.
To complete the process, remove the sternum.
See next image.

The sternum reveals itself to the knife once the backbone is removed and the chicken flattened.

The sternum reveals itself to the knife once the backbone is removed and the chicken flattened.

Spatchcocking is butterflying by removing the backbone and the sternum.
Running from the middle of the bird down between the two legs is a soft bone – this is the breast bone.
It’s a triangular shape that is firm towards the middle of the bird and becomes softer cartilage as it tapers down between the legs.
To remove it, use a paring knife to cut down either side of it.
Removing the sternum allows the bird to be flattened more fully.

The sternum. Removing it after cutting out the backbone makes it easier to flatten the chicken.

The sternum.
Removing it after cutting out the backbone makes it easier to flatten the chicken.

The sternum or breastbone is a long flat bone located in the central part of the chest connecting to the ribs via cartilage and forms the front of the rib cage, thus helping to protect the heart, lungs, and major blood vessels from injury.
Shaped roughly like a necktie, it is one of the largest and longest flat bones of the body.

Bringing other people joy, at the top of my ‘to do’ list.

Bringing other people joy, at the top of my ‘to do’ list.


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Good Morning on this Friday, the Fifth Day of April.

Today we talked about being in a good place.
About the weather, calendar, and dinner, Spatchcock, a juicy word.
We posted a joke and grouped letters from Sally and Colleen.
And we asked and answered a question about that juicy word: spatchcock.
 
And now? Gotta go.

Che vuoi? Le pocketbook?

See you soon.

Your Love