Little rain, big pizza

Sunday began with crepe making. The batter was lumpy. I made a mental note at one point to mix the flour with only part of the wet ingredients to fully hydrate it, but it had been a while, and I forgot. They turned out fine, anyway, they were just harder to spread evenly. They all got eaten.

It rained today, as forecast. We stayed inside. Lydia's heel has been bothering her from too much activity. She got some new shoes to give her better support, but two hours of kickball yesterday was still too much, So I might have declined for her sake if she had asked to play tennis, but she didn't.

I played on the Switch with Eric for a while and then remembered that I needed to make bread, around noon. I ought to have started a couple hours earlier, at least, but I got distracted by crepes and chores. Still, I managed a respectable loaf by the end of the day, I think. I also fed Pat and set aside a portion for Lydia to take to her friend tomorrow. His Dad had seemed interested in an offer of some starter.

In the afternoon, I was going to go to the Ballard Farmers Market to see if I could get Asian pears, and thought Rachel might like to come along to visit the used book store, but first, she needed to finish her geometry. As we were finishing up I checked the hours and discovered to my dismay that they had shifted an hour earlier sometime in the last two years. It was already closed.

In the late afternoon, we went to pick up pizza from a place in Fremont to take to Paola's house. Eric was reluctant to go—he wanted to eat dinner at home—and gave me a hard time by hiding repeatedly. We had dinner at separate tables and then put our masks on for the rest of the evening. The plan had been to play one of the Star Wars Unlock! puzzles we gave Flavia for Christmas, but the conversation went on too long. We'll try again another time.

In French reading, chapter three begins with a long description of the city of Fougères that I only made it partway through. It promised that it's necessary to fully understand the events of the chapter. The word of the day is exhausser, to raise, as in "les terres sont soutenus par un mur exhaussé en forme de balustrade". Architectural vocabulary is a little outside my comfort zone even in English, partly because a dictionary definition is not the best way to understand such details, and I've glossed over them in books like this for years. But it's never to late to learn, say, what class of things constitutes a balustrade.