I ended up renewing the three nonfiction books I borrowed from the library, and am inching through Frazier’s Travels in Siberia, which is quite interesting and also apropos given the weather recently. (I hate seeing a minus before any temperature reading.) When I dropped off the books I’d finished, I picked up a couple more:
Tristana by Benito Perez Galdos (translated by Margaret Jull Costa)
There Once Lived a Mother Who Loved Her Children, Until They Moved Back In by Ludmilla Petrushevskaya (translated by Anna Summers)
I’ve been debating buying Bob McKenzie’s Hockey Confidential…but I won’t let myself until I finish Dryden’s The Game, which still languishes on my Kindle.
In other media news, my current TV favorite is PBS’s The Great British Bake Off, which I only just discovered. It comes across as competitive but much more collegial and pleasant than the competition shows found on the Food Network, and also as a fascinating cross-section of the British population in some ways. I was pleased to see one of my French favorites, kouign amann, as a technical challenge, while also very surprised that none of the bakers had ever heard of or seen/eaten one before.
In advance of foul weather, I made a pot of faux cassoulet using the recipe demonstrated over at Full Fork Ahead. And then I walked down to Poupon to get a small supply of emergency croissants.