Things to remember with cooking

I like salt a lot more than Lis does. "Enough salt" for me is "way, way too much salt" for Lis.

I grew up without salt in cooking -- my mother fed us a fairly low-sodium, largely-organic, mostly homemade diet when we were kids. Thus, when I grew up, I found that I LOVE refined sugar, white flour, and salt, and use them all far, far too heavily, I think.

Mmm. Refined sugar. . . we've got 25 pounds of it in the trunk of the car right now. . . I should go get it and eat it all. . . mmmmm . . .

Wow. I'm actually ANGRY that someone on LJ is illiterate!

Okay. Illiteracy isn't the same as "can't spell." I can't spell. When I remember, I use the spellcheck function before posting, which doesn't happen as often as it should, so it's embarrassing. Illiteracy isn't the same as "poor grammar". My grammar's pretty good, mostly, but I mess up sometimes, and, anyway, poor grammar doesn't bother me.

No, illiteracy is "can't communicate."

I'm reading infojunkies, and someone posts a case of a judge ordering a woman (who, truly, shouldn't have kids) to not have any more kids. I comment on it.

And then infuriating levels of illiteracy set in. I mean, c'mon -- I'm wrong a lot of the time when I write stuff. But I like to think that I write clearly enough that y'all can SEE where I'm wrong, eh? I mostly write using comprehensible language, chains of logic that, while they may sometimes be flawed, are at least VISIBLE, points of argument which may be wrong, but which are at least THERE.

I'm not convinced that some of the stuff I'm reading is even English. I had to ask Lis to look over one of the responses, because it LOOKED like language, but I couldn't make it out. I've been having migraines, so I had her check. Just in case I'd had a stroke which had wiped out part of my ability to parse written language.

Because, really, that's what it felt like.