Brownie Making

Future Brownie

These are time elapse photos from the brownie making last weekend. I intended to take more but my hands were sticky and I forgot and we had already eaten half of them before I thought about it again.

I wanted to share some of my high tech kitchen gadgets. That’s my double-boiler. It’s a saucepan with an inch or two of water and my favorite bowl a Capri Bake Serve’n Store Stoneware. It’s microwave, freezer and dishwasher safe. I don’t know how old they are. My mother-in-law gave it to me with a smaller one that matches. I think she has a third one at her house. I love them and use them all the time. I bet women riot over these in the second hand store.

Watch and learn kids: this is how the masters melt chocolate and butter together.


One thing about going to Clarion West that I didn’t mention yesterday is that I haven’t had 6 weeks off from work since the nineties. The early nineties.

I’ve had a job of one kind or another pretty steadily since about 13 when I started babysitting. At 16 I got a job at Jack-in-the-Box and worked on weekends and after school until I went to college. After my freshman year I worked part time during the school year at the Santa Barbara Zoo and part time at the University library. A few months after college graduation I got my first real job at the license exam school. When that fell apart I got a job at Panavision.

(Additional jobs not mentioned: waiting tables at a Chinese restaurant, teaching gymnastics to little kids, Psychic hotline.)

Panavision is the job I quit (Dec 1990) to get my paralegal certificate.

The next series of events is documented in my first holiday newsletter.


From the time I quit Panavision to the time I got my legal assistant job was 14 months and an incredible low point in my life. The program was 6 months and then I could not find a job and ended up doing odd jobs for family and friends of family. Cleaning house. Gardening. Washing cars. So while technically there was an extended amount of time where I didn’t have a regular job, I was too stressed out and miserable to enjoy the time.

The whole idea of not going into the office for 6 weeks is hard to imagine. And really cool.

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