Komm, süßer Tod, Part IV: Jesus
(hot cross buns, which are spiced and raisin-laden buns with a cross of icing on top)
We all know about Jesus. Pretty nice guy, by all accounts, despite incidents like that one parable about the fig tree that continually weirds me out (poor fig tree!). Whether you think he's the son of God or just a nice Jewish boy who got all mixed up in some stuff or a truly crazy Jewish boy whose little cult got way out of control, it seems that around 33 CE, things went all pear-shaped for poor Jesus. Again, everyone knows the story, so I'll just point out that no matter what you think about Jesus, you have to agree that some great art came out of it, like this, and this, and even this.
And now for current content: While lounging on my bed studying* yesterday, I dropped my pen in the crevice between the bed and the wall. To retrieve it, I pulled my bed away from the wall for the first time in months and months and months... and squawked in horror. There were Monty Python-caliber dust bunnies back there. This led me on a frantic sweeping binge that didn't quite get all the dust out of my room, but certainly made great progress to be built on after the exam tomorrow.
As long as spring cleaning was going on, it was natural to eat a primaveran pasta dish: creamy orzo with dill, parsley, peas and shaved asparagus. I adapted it from here for those of us without unlimited fresh herb budgets, which just means that I used dried dill. Other than that, A+.
*I know, I know, you're not supposed to study in your bed. So sue me.
Indisputable: art involving dead Jesus is superior to art involving live Jesus. So, even if it doesn't redeem our sin or whatever the hell those people believe, Jesus's death was still awesome.
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