Garlic Knots

I made garlic knots to go with broccoli cheddar soup tonight — it’s just a basic dough like pizza crust (I made a half recipe — ~2 cups of flour). After the first rise, I cut the dough into eight pieces and rolled them out into long strands. Anya tied the knots, then we let them sit and rise for half an hour or so. Basted the knots with garlic butter before and after baking them at 400F for about 15 minutes.

Body Butter, Take 2

I tried making body butter last year — it was not a success. There were fairly large chunks of solid oil. It worked, they melted eventually so it worked. But it wasn’t something I wanted to give away to friends. In researching, I found some people add sweet almond oil to the mixture. The amount of almond oil I found in recipes online proved to be way too much — the melted oil mixture never congealed. I ended up doubling my coconut oil, shea butter, and cocoa butter amounts. The oils became solid. When I started the mixer, there was liquid almond oil coating small chunks of solid oils and the chunks got somewhat liquidy. I still have really fine grains of solid oils, but they melt quickly.

Initially, I used a cup of coconut oil, a cup of shea butter, half a cup of cocoa butter, and half a cup of sweet almond oil. Added another cup of coconut oil, shea butter, and half cup of cocoa butter.

I melted it all in a pot then transferred to the mixer bowl and set the bowl outside to cool off.

Once it had hardened, I used the whisk attachment on the mixer at a high speed for five minutes or so. It fluffs up a lot! I think the trick is to not let the oils fully solidify. My initial plan was to whip the oils as they cooled … but it took so long to cool that this approach was not practical. Setting the bowl outside to cool worked, but it needs to be checked frequently because there’s evidently not much time between “totally liquid” and “solid block”.

SolarWinds Attack and Access to MS Source Code

Reading Microsoft’s publication about their impact from the SolarWinds hack, I see the potential for additional (unknown) attack vectors. Quoted from MS:

“We detected unusual activity with a small number of internal accounts and upon review, we discovered one account had been used to view source code in a number of source code repositories. The account did not have permissions to modify any code or engineering systems and our investigation further confirmed no changes were made. These accounts were investigated and remediated.”

 

While the potential for attackers to have read something that provides them some sort of insight is obvious, the less obvious scenario would be the SolarWinds attack having obtained credentials with write access elsewhere. Worst case, even inserting another attack vector as was done in the SolarWinds attack. That’s a good reason to establish firewalls with least-required access (i.e. nothing can get to any destination on any port unless there’s a good reason for that access) instead of the internally wide open connectivity that I’ve seen as the norm (even in places with firewall rules defined, I’ve seen servers where either everything is allowed or low ports are blocked but >1024 is opened).

 

 

DIY Reverse Osmosis Filter for Maple Sap

Notes from the reverse osmosis system build we are planning:

Ideally, we run RO inside — lose 3% efficiency on RO for every degree drop, and systems are rated at 77 F. Is this bad for sap storage, though?

Multiple RO membranes connected in series (“dirty” out goes to next one’s “in”, “clean” out goes to fresh water collection). 3x or 4x membrane — more concentrated as fluid runs through each of the membranes. Diminishing returns, 3-4 max units.

Process:
Sap goes into rain barrel — need valve out from rain barrel. Sensor in sap holding tank and smart outlet for pump — turn off pump when tank is near empty.

Pumped from rain barrel holding tank to filter. Output from filter to input on first RO.
“Fresh water” output from each RO goes to fresh water holding tank (rain barrel). “Dirty stuff” output from each RO goes to input on next RO for farther concentration.

“Dirty stuff” output from final RO, the concentrated sap, goes into Digiboil (65L, ~17 gallons of liquid)

Little pump we use for brewing draws from Digiboil to fill boil trays on the burners.

RO system:
Pump — need to compare this one and this $40 one.
Water filter housing Either with 1/4″ inputs or 3/8″ inputs  — prefer 3/8″
Water filter 10″ long x 2.5″ across filters — these look like they’d fit
RO membrane & housing combo but we can get replacement things from Ali for about $10

 

Connections:
Something from rain barrel to 3/8″ input on pump — GHT female and 3/8″ male
Something from 3/8″ output on pump to 3/8″ input on filter
Something from 3/8″ output on filter to 1/4″ input on RO
3/8″ tubing from rain barrel to pump, from pump to filter, and from filter to RO
1/4″ tubing to run between RO filters
1/4″ tubing from each RO to fresh water holding tank
1/4″ tubing from last RO to Digiboil

 

Writing Prompt: Zombie Grains

Story from a writing prompt on Reddit:  The zombie apocalypse has occurred and it turns out humans have been mishearing the zombies. It turns out instead of them wanting brains, they’ve actually been asking for grains. Needless to say, the humans are slightly embarrassed.

This prompt struck me because Anya has her own zombie mythos — she thought zombies might like vegetarian fake meat like we do, so she gave one an impossible whopper. It loves them, and now it’s a nice zombie who hangs out with us. Any new zombies, she’ll ask if they want to be nice zombies too and promise not to eat anyone’s brain. Just impossible whoppers. Not quite the same thing, but the idea of being able to aver the zombie apocalypse just by feeding the zombies something else appeals to me.

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Apocalypse bingo! As I mark the final square in the row, I don’t really feel like I won. But people insisted on drawing up cards when the murder hornets showed up in the States back in May. It’s early autumn now, and zombies have escaped the restricted zone. I call out to my daughter — we’re heading out to the hunting cabin. Five thousand acres of wilderness, water, nut trees, fruit trees, fenced woodlands, crop lands. It’s the best place I know to survive the zombie invasion and forthcoming collapse of civilization.

We’ve been packed since the initial infection reports hit the nightly news a few weeks ago. We’ve got it under control, the government claimed. The incubation period is a few seconds, we know we’ve quarantined all the infected individuals. I knew better — statistics are nice generalizations, but outliers will bite you. And turn you into zombies, evidently. I’ve got to get the animals into the truck, but we’re driving out of town in under an hour. Before the roads are blocked with panicked drivers.

A long drive, but we’ve arrived safely. It’s a busy few days, getting everything unloaded. Checking everything to make sure it still works. The power and phone lines run underground, so they’re fine. But a windstorm damaged the barn windows. Our chickens and pigs will be fine on these crisp Autumn nights, but we’ve got to get it fixed before snow comes. News reports say the zombies have been reported in West Virginia and PA. Friends back home in Ohio think we’re over-reacting, but I think feeling silly about relocating for a few months is a best-case scenario.

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Snow blankets the ground – it’s mid-winter. The zombies made it into Ohio. Friends tell me there are organized hunting parties trying to contain the things. Even with reinforced doors and windows, it’s frightening to hear howls of “bbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnssssssssssssss” outside your house. I don’t mention how they laughed at me for heading out of town. We’re safe out here; we’ve built a wall around a quarter of our property and spend a few hours each day adding to it.

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Spring finally arrived! Zombies have been sighted about twenty miles from here, but we completed the wall around our compound. We’re running out of food, but the fields are seeded. We’ll have enough to get by. Got an e-mail from my mom yesterday. The federal government has been wiped out — a lot of officials refused to believe the incubation period could be months, and they refused to take any precautions against virus spread. The few who aren’t zombies left town last week. She hasn’t heard from the state government in a few days and doubts they have fared better. The mechanization that contributed to mass unemployment over the past decade has saved millions of lives — no one has gone to work for months; but the power, water, Internet, mobile networks, and gas are still working. Food is a problem; hungry raiders are starting to become more dangerous than the zombies. She’s heading out to the farm — a risky drive, but staying in that densely populated area is more dangerous.

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One year has passed since the first zombie infection. I’ve been spending my days talking friends through “that survivalist crap you’re into”, as they used to call it. Now? Foraging, hunting, making warm fabrics, and raising animals are critical skills. People tried to form enclaves in major cities, but they’ve now seen three-month incubation periods. Someone who has been living with you for a month can become a zombie overnight. A few people remain in the cities, but most have formed small camps out in the woods.

It was bound to happen eventually — three zombies were shuffling along our fence yesterday. The mass of boulders and trees keeps them outside, but we’re in constant danger until they wander away. We’re harvesting our last crops. Fresh vegetables are being preserved, beans are being dried for storage, grains are hanging in the barn to be threshed tomorrow.

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Hiking the fence line and reinforcing any area that looks weak, I notice there are now dozens of zombies milling around downwind of our property. We’re the only people for hundreds of miles, and I think we’re attracting them. I finished building a wood-fired clay oven today. I can bake again! I’ve got a natural sourdough just about ready to cook. The scent of baked bread wafts across our yard.

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It’s been two years since the zombie apocalypse started. We’re patrolling the fence line regularly now — hundreds of zombies have amassed around our property. If we aren’t constantly reinforcing the wall, their weight alone will breach the barrier. Communication with the ‘outside world’ is irregular. The infrastructure is still in place, but everyone is busy trying to sustain themselves. We’ve had another great harvest — the root cellar is full, my husband built a small silo to hold the wheat, and it’s just about time to start harvesting nuts in the forest. There’s a routine to life now, but we have time to play again. My daughter loves setting up scavenger hunts for me, and we’ve got hide-and-seek boundaries memorized.

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I heard a crash as we sat down to lunch today. We left our meal on the picnic table and ran into the house. The lower level is barricaded, and we’re able to watch from the windows of the upper level to see what’s happening. There are dozens of zombies meandering around the house and barn. They seem to be looking for us — wails of “braaaaaaaiiinnnss” filter up to us. Suddenly, a zombie in a blue ball cap stops. He looks right at me through the window, and I freeze in terror. Slowly, he starts walking toward the house. He grunts, and a few other zombies turn to walk with him. He’s almost at the front porch, but he keeps walking. The whole horde has started to follow him now — headed away from the house? We’re screwed if they take out the animals! Hadn’t had time to get them into the barn. We watched in puzzled horror as the zombies trudge past flock of chickens then shove through the passel of pigs. Toward the grain silo?!? They quickly breach the silo wall — didn’t think to reinforce it; nothing’s living inside. And the zombie horde proceeds to gorge themselves on the wheat held within. My daughter yells out “Oh, they want GRAINS!”. They’ve smelled our oat and wheat fields and have been trying to get our grains. Has anyone mentioned a zombie killing someone? I think back to the conversations we’ve had in the past six years. Bitten, yes. Passed on the zombie virus in the bite. But I’d expected to hear someone’s gruesome story about watching a family member be ripped apart by a hungry zombie.

I grab my quarterstaff and venture out of the house. It’s just a hypothesis, but we cannot cower in the house forever … and I think zombies are not carnivorous. Zombies walk right past me, salivating and yelling “graaaaainnns!”. My daughter and husband emerge from the house, and my daughter grabs the loaf of bread from the table. She hands it to the nearest zombie, and he smiles before chomping into the loaf. The zombies, having finished eating, begin to wander away from the silo. They mill about our property, gazing at trees and birds. Quiet at last! I’ve been listening to the low drone of zombie voices for years. I’ve got to tell everyone — we’re not in mortal danger. There was no need for civilization to collapse. We just need to feed these zombies!

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No one believes me. I’ve tried friends and family, the couple of ham radio operators that serve as the news media. They think I’ve been isolated too long or eating the wrong kind of mushrooms. I’ve sent videos — only to be told they know I green-screened it. Everyone’s seen a zombie bite someone, and they won’t be dissuaded from the notion that it was trying to eat them.

We’re good here — there’s now a couple of acres of grains surrounding our wall. I call it the zombie garden. They eat the oats fresh from the field during the summer and autumn, then pick wheat kernels from the ground all winter and spring. And they miss enough that it all grows again the next year. We spread compost over the ground each spring to ensure a good crop. I might put some kamut out next spring and give them a treat. And maybe I’ll be able to convince someone to take a helicopter out to the property and see the zombies in person.

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Honey Sriracha Brussels Sprouts

Honey Sriracha Brussels Sprouts

Recipe by Lisa
Servings

4

servings
Prep time

10

minutes
Cooking time

20

minutes

Ingredients

  • 2 lbs Brussels sprouts

  • 1-2 Tbsp butter

  • 1/4 c honey

  • 1-2 Tbsp Sriracha sauce

  • 2-3 Tbsp olive oil

  • Salt and pepper

Method

  • Preheat oven to 400 F
  • Clean and trim sprouts. Cut in half. Toss with oil, salt, and pepper.
  • Place sprouts face-down on metal tray and bake for 20 minutes.
  • In a small saucepan, melt butter. Stir in honey until melted. Add sriracha.
  • Toss hot spouts with sauce and serve.

Military Intel, Russia, and COVID

As I’m reading that Russia tripled their reported COVID death toll, I cannot help but recall an old rule of military intel analysis. If the report is a good thing (e.g. amount of grain produced this year), halve it. If the report is a bad thing (here, the number of people dead from a virus), double it. I never took the maxim literally, but rather thought of it as a reminder that ‘the bearer of bad news’ was not something you wanted to be within the Russian government. Thus numbers picked up from internal reports were apt to be CYA inaccurate.

Not sure if that rule was meant to apply to revised numbers (basically our fake numbers are off by a power of ten, so we’re going to adjust within the half/double rule to produce stats that are within the realm of possibility) or if not (reality was so readily apparent that the official numbers had to be revised close to reality).

Rübæus Clone Recipe

We picked up a six-pack of Rübæus this evening and both love it. It smells like raspberries, it tastes like a nice cream ale blended well with a lot of raspberry flavor (reading that they use 3,000 lbs of raspberries in a batch … even without knowing the size of “a batch”, I think there are a LOT of raspberries per ounce of beer produced). So I’m working on synthesizing a clone recipe from a few clone recipes out there. This is sized for a 5 gallon batch

Grain Bill:

Quantity Grain Color
7 lbs Marris Otter 3°L
1 lb Honey Malt 25°L
1 lbs Wheat 2°L
1 lbs CaraMunich 50°L

Brew: Mash at 153°F for 60 minutes. 0.5 oz Magnum at 60 minutes. 1 lb whole raspberries at flame-out.

Yeast: WLP060 American Ale Yeast Blend

Secondary:

Quantity Ingredient Addition Time
3 lbs Whole raspberries (crushed?) Secondary 2 weeks

Xocoveza Clone Recipe

Work in progress recipe — original source https://www.homebrewtalk.com/threads/stone-xocoveza-mocha-stout.492778/. This is sized for a 10 gallon batch

Grain Bill:

Quantity Grain Color
20 lbs Pale 2-row 2°L
2 lb Roasted Barley 550°L
2 lbs Caramel 60°L
2 lbs Chocolate 350°L
2 lbs Munich Light 10°L
20 oz Flaked Barley
1 lbs Flaked Oats

Brew: Mash at 151°F with 40.6 quarts of water for 60 minutes. Sparge 5.53 gal water at 168°F. 90 minute boil with the following additions:
2 oz Challenger hops @ 60 minutes(bittering)
2 lbs lactose @ 10 minutes
2 oz East Kent Golding @ 10 minutes (aroma)

Yeast: 2 pgk SafAle OS-05

Secondary:

Quantity Ingredient Addition Time
4 Pasilla Chili Peppers Secondary 1-2 weeks
2 tsp Nutmeg Secondary 1-2 weeks
5 Cinnamon Sticks Secondary 1-2 weeks
6 Vanilla Beans (cut into 1″ pieces) Secondary 1-2 weeks
8 oz Cocoa Nibs Secondary 1-2 weeks
small amount Coffee Beans Secondary 2-3 days