About 1200 people in Mount Kisco, NY, this morning to protest. A small part of the millions who participated today, but full of energy.

The State Department is required to review every comment: Please give them plenty to read.

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New Yorkers:

I just wrote to Governor Hochul, and I invite you to do so, too:

"Now that the new federal government has shown itself too corrupt to bring justice for Mayor Eric Adam's crimes, it falls to you to do so. You have the power to remove him from office. Please do so."

In case anyone missed it: That shit just proposed using the US Armed Forces to commit genocide in Gaza in order to make it available for redevelopment as a resort, with his own family standing to lead the project.

"Crime against humanity" doesn't begin to describe it.

I used up the sauerkraut making choucroute garnie, but I was still in the mood for a reuben. It turns out that kimchi is a REALLY good alternative.

Based on an old NY Times recipe: Monkfish medallions braised in wine and mustard. This is a remarkably easy, reliable, and flexible technique.

Regardless, I can still enjoy cooking.

Scallops poached in white wine with chorizo and leeks.

Because not everything needs to be politics and fear.

Dinner tonight was branzino with eggplant puttanesca.

If anyone you know needs guidance on legal issues facing trans folk, this is a good resource: Trans Legal Survival Guide, from the Alliance for Trans Equality (A4TE).

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I post here for the enjoyment of my friends. Over on FB, I lock down my posts filter friend requests. Bluesky seems to encourage more openness, so I'm experimenting with that; but I'll revert to my FB posture if it goes badly.

In the Hudson Valley, it's a cacciatore sort of day.

Should I bore people on bluesky with my cooking pictures as I do on Facebook?

Pan-roasted chicken thighs with sage and mushroom truffle cream sauce.

Pedro Almodóvar has a new book of short stories, translated as The Last Dream. The New Yorker says it "gleefully subverts the sacred as a matter of course... [L]argely of a piece with Almodóvar's exuberant, genre-defying cinema." I'm queued for the copy at my library, and looking forward to it.

Blue sky above me
Had been peacefully empty.
Stars are coming out.

Appalling is the point.

The shithead understands how to degrade people: Make them do something bad, then something awful, then something dreadful. By the time you get to obviously, jaw-droppingly appalling, they are terrified to admit that they've been complicit, and they agree to it anyway.

Here's the funniest unsolicited mail I've received in years.

Blue sky in morning: No content a'borning.
Blue sky at night: No message in sight.

Blue sky before my eyes.
No messages to be seen:
How restful it is!