So I did . . . for the first time in a long, long time. The crust had too much shortening for the amount of flour I had and tore like an absolute sumbitch gettin’ it into the pan, and I plain forgot to put in the scallions I bought, but . . . .
It was really, really good. Quiche lorraine with enoki mushrooms in because I didn’t have any button mushrooms. L and I ate half of it between us.
This afternoon I agreed to be a house captain for the homes tour. I agreed on the the condition I didn’t have to round up my own docents, which was promised me. “My” house is a 1916 Arts and Crafts brick bungalow that’s been restored to within an inch of its life. Which is a blessing, because I could have got stuck with one of the old-new houses on tour. And I would absolutely have detested having to work with that.
I also managed to figure out enough Filemaker Pro to modify the database the neighborhood association used back in ’90 for the NCCD. It works so far (true, I’ve only entered twenty-some properties in it so far, and we estimate a total of 1,200), and I need to send copies of it out to the other team captains so they can start entering their data. And at some point all of them are gonna have to come back to me and be merged.
