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March 16, 2018, Friday
Simon got to work about 15 minutes late. When he cam in he said he was sorry for being late. I was elbow deep in ground almonds, running around making almond crescent cookies from Maida Heatter's Book of Great Desserts. Cathy (Catherine Murphy) and I had made these before but I had never made these on my own before. They are quite tricky. The dough, if one calls it that is a soft pile of spreading stuff. To make the into crescent shapes and dip them in eggs and then roll them in sliced almonds is tricky indeed. So when Simon walked in I had no idea of what time it was. Simon said to Cathy that I had looked like a mad baker. The cookies turned out to look like cookies. We didn't have enough for me to taste them. Something I was glass of since I didn't want to know ahead of time if they weren't right. The cookies were for dessert for dinner tomorrow night (see next entries, Dinner at our house). Simon did the usual things he does when he first gets to our house. He made coffee, took out the trash and recycling and brought water up from the basement. Cathy came downstairs and into the kitchen to work on more food for dinner tomorrow. In the meantime as the rest of the cookies were baking Simon and I had coffee and I made Cathy a cup of tea. Simon did some other things like go over the clothing and other stuff that he had ordered for Cathy for a model to wear in an upcoming painting and then bring them up back to Cathy's studio. Simon set up the computers on the porch to continue putting data on my chronicle site for a new area titled: Mother's Clothing, etc., by Eugene Carroll (more about this from time to time. Simon and I went up to Cathy's studio to change the light bulb and rehang the theater light for her new painting. After lunch Simon worked on Mother's Clothing, Cathy and I worked in the kitchen and soon I went off to do errands. When I got back here Cathy was preparing and cutting up artichokes for the artichoke and monk fish dish. Simon put Malonginite around the garden where tulips were starting to show. This was done so the deer wouldn't eat the tulips. Simon also put my gif of two self portraits (one from 1968 and one from 2018) on instagram, Facebook and Linked in. Somewhere in there Cathy and I also set the table. Joyce called to ask of Casimir could also come to dinner tomorrow night, which, of course, we said yes.