Most people don’t normally like skin or lumps in their mashed potatoes (come on, skin is delish, and good for you), but in restaurants, I like them, because they are evidence that my food is made from potatoes, and not a mix.
The internet lounge I’m posting from allows smoking. UGH.
On Christmas, a few of us went to the point and climbed down some rocks. It was a cool outcropping of sedimentary rocks, and I wondered how they were formed (I don’t remember enough) and eroded. I found large rocks to hit against the thin layers exposed from the side, and I thought of humans learning such things tens of thousands of years ago.
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