Doubles

My first attempt at bread with a new sourdough starter was not a roaring success, so I ended up with small pieces of toast for breakfast (at noon). What more fitting to go along with them than an egg with two yolks?

:)

Maybe they didn’t forget about installing wiring before plastering.

Maybe they weren’t imitating their great-grandfather, who built his house before the grid reached it, and had to chip out part of the wall to make a run for conduit.

Maybe they just wanted their house to have a big smiley face. Makes as much sense as anything with this crazy built-and-rebuilt no-apparent-design project.

Hot hot hot

Yes, they actually sell a container for freezing lemon wedges. Perfect for my first harvest of hot chili peppers, segregated pending an expert opinion regarding the heat of each. One “wedge” of yellow is probably about right for one batch of salsa méxicana, but red and green/black? Ya veremos.

How they roll

It’s 6 PM on Sunday, January 1st. Normally I would cross the Ruta Interbalnearia. However, it’s time for everyone-at-the-same-time to leave the beach (other side) and return to Montevideo (to the right). I didn’t manage to catch the traffic, but there are lots of cars, also heading to Montevideo, coming from further east.

In this photo there are nine cars in the crossing, one more waiting on the far side of the far lane, and one more on this side, also waiting to turn right.

It was very tempting to wait and watch them all sort out this clusterfuck, but I wasn’t feeling patient.