If music be the food of love, rock on

One of the problems of having so many websites is knowing which particular wibble goes to which one.

And generating enough content to keep them fed, of course.

Confessions has been neglected of late—not because I want to, or am uninspired, but because it’s difficult to find subjects that are ‘safe’, considering the day job. Especially seeing as the HR person at work stalks me on Twitter.

Something I’ve been meaning to do for a long time; in fact, ever since I came across the word; is create a website about my exploits in the culinary arena. I’ve been saving straight recipes at the BioLOG, but I finally got around to not just registering the domain name but actually putting content there.

Magirism is defined as the art and science of cooking, and I can’t think of a better description of what I do the kitchen. And so Magirisim.org is intentionally descriptive rather than prescriptive, and it’s mostly about the stories.

Please enjoy—and especially the cider.

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Scientist, poet, gadfly
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