MY SPAM SUBJECT LINES have gotten kind of lyrical lately. Selected excerpts from my Junk folder:

Is krishna my utensil
The rowdy in detriment
To mackenzie be postfix
Or is promonitory

Are coltish of cemetery
That the sandman
was to savoy
And of reverend
Of reddish as marseilles
On relinquish of bandwagon

He carolinian he gambia
you twain the collectible
That captain a oceania
Not millionth is militate

He my nocturne

The no usury
so distant
on vanill

It carney of rescind
Go eyelash at banquet
on cerebellu
on heterodo

do progeny by vertices
To moliere to presage
But candlelight it concordant
Go is jacqueline
Really Unbelievable

IT'S BEEN A WHILE since I did a Weird Chocolate update, but let me just say, the Sunflower–Black Bread chocolate was surprisingly good.

D and I made soup last Wednesday, but the recipe didn't yield enough to call the soup tureen into service, which made us (and surely the tureen also) sad. Tonight we'll probably throw everything that didn't make it into the first soup or another meal since then into a motty concoction. At least it makes our blender feel loved. This weekend, perhaps, quality time with the waffle iron.