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An interesting day...
Feb. 20th, 2016 10:38 pmIt did not turn out the way I expected, but it was interesting enough. The major accomplishment of the day was the careful preparation of food, whereupon I ended my 90-hour fast with a moderate—some might even say small—bowl of vegetable soup.
That was followed, later in the day, by a salad and six boiled shrimp. In all, a far cry from the frenzy that followed my previous fast.
I also performed an experiment by making coffee with a brand of bottled water called "Crazy Water" instead of the water one gets from the machines at Kroger (purified, filtered, irradiated with UV, filtered again, etc.).
The distinctive aspect of "Crazy Water" is that it comes from a place here in Texas called Mineral Wells. I drink their "No. 4" water, which is said to have a pH of 8.2. You can taste the salts, and I happen to like it.
It turns out it makes better coffee than the water from the Kroger machine. In fact, it begins to approach coffee that I've had only two or three times in my life, the taste of which I cannot describe, but which summarizes everything a cup of java is and ought to be. One such cup was bought at a Maxwell House cafe near Times Square in New York. A second was consumed decades later in Clines Corners, New Mexico. A third crossed my palate in Paris, France.
Today's experiment turned out so well, I plan on repeating it tomorrow morning.
Speaking of tomorrow, I did not get through the amount of translation that I had planned, which leaves tomorrow to play catch-up in that department.
It's going to be a big day, believe me!
That was followed, later in the day, by a salad and six boiled shrimp. In all, a far cry from the frenzy that followed my previous fast.
I also performed an experiment by making coffee with a brand of bottled water called "Crazy Water" instead of the water one gets from the machines at Kroger (purified, filtered, irradiated with UV, filtered again, etc.).
The distinctive aspect of "Crazy Water" is that it comes from a place here in Texas called Mineral Wells. I drink their "No. 4" water, which is said to have a pH of 8.2. You can taste the salts, and I happen to like it.
It turns out it makes better coffee than the water from the Kroger machine. In fact, it begins to approach coffee that I've had only two or three times in my life, the taste of which I cannot describe, but which summarizes everything a cup of java is and ought to be. One such cup was bought at a Maxwell House cafe near Times Square in New York. A second was consumed decades later in Clines Corners, New Mexico. A third crossed my palate in Paris, France.
Today's experiment turned out so well, I plan on repeating it tomorrow morning.
Speaking of tomorrow, I did not get through the amount of translation that I had planned, which leaves tomorrow to play catch-up in that department.
It's going to be a big day, believe me!
