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Mead-making process is finally a go! I am not photodocumenting the process because reasons (namely, our kitchen is a fucking mess—not as fucking-messy as it was last night after my sister's party, but fucking-messy nonetheless), but:

It's actually pretty simple, provided you have the mead-making kit with all the various flavoring stuffs and the yeast and the muslin and the instructions. It is the Ambrosia Farm spice-mead kit, which explains why I was confused at the absence of the mead kits from the Crimson Creek Apiaries site—I bought the kit from Crimson Creek at the Pittsburgh Renaissance Festival, but it's not actually their kit!

( procedure babble )

Ye gods, I hope this comes out well...

ETA: NTS: pan big, funnel small, bottle mouth smaller. Fortunately I only spilled a little. And now I shall go email parents and siblings to say my mead bottle is in the garage DO NOT TOUCH MY MEAD BOTTLE.

And now I have to go fold laundry. MEH.

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My weekend tada list is reaching impressive lengths HURRAH. DOWN WITH THE DEPRESSIONBEAST.

Unfortunately, I am ambitious, and was ambitious when I made the todo list, and therefore the todo list is also impressively long.

(Also 'laundry' should technically still be on todo not tada, because the basket of folded is still in the living room, rather than its contents being properly away. And also I am running another load, because the towels from the upstairs bathroom were probably due and the shower curtain definitely was.)

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PSA / NTS: If you ever [again] get the bright idea of substituting ranch dressing for plain mayo in a tuna melt?

Don't.

(It'll probably work in a tuna sandwich. It tasted fine when I taste-tested it before sticking the tuna stuff on the bread and and the bread in the toaster oven. But it really, really does not work in a tuna melt. Dammit, stomach, settle.)