Donde hay gana, hay maña


I’m realizing I could keep a blog about any number of enthralling subjects: yoga, knitting, baking, cooking, sewing, baths, etc. but I think the market has been cornered by people who only knit, or only bake, or only take baths. Actually, maybe there is some room left in the “bath” blogs. Maybe that could be my focus. But when you realize you have a gift- for instance, truly, deeply understanding when the perfect relation of tackiness vs. firmness vs. moistness has been reached for your pizza dough- isn’t that worthy of shouting from the rooftops? No? Well, okay. But damn I made some good pizza dough today. I’ll spare you the recipe. Just- really- think about it: pears, ricotta, roasted garlic, roasted mushrooms, fried sage, sea salt, and fresh baked pizza dough. Bottle of fat Zinfandel. Good company. Fresh flowers, good music. Not a bad Saturday. If only I could quiet my daydreams.