Draft log

Hot on the heels of one of the WORST 3-0 decks I’ve ever piloted, we should probably try this again. Except not rely on absolute variance to drag me across the finish line.

Thinking about adding a third wheel to this blog: cooking! Just in case my Venn diagram overlap between Magic cards and raising toddlers wasn’t quite narrow enough, let’s shave another demographic off. Because I made a hell of a Bolognese last night.

Probably need to figure out how to draft a party deck one of these days. That black/red… thing didn’t really qualify. I also had to completely sell out to Lil Chandra at dinner: I actually said, “No dessert until you eat your vegetables.” I left in some weasel language, “a GOOD job” and eventually salvaged my pride by feigning complete disbelief that she could even EAT so many vegetables. But still, we are doomed to parenting cliches.

A vast, overwhelming majority of the day was spent making a stew. I was following the 800-word “recipe” from my favorite mad scientist cook/columnists. Pretty standard: brown & braise, make a roux, cook the crap out of the meat and some onions &c &c. Two things stood out: the aggressive use of swiss chard. And, instead of potatoes, using potato GNOCCHI. It was absolutely brilliant. And it earned me a draft that night!
Well I caught the not-COVID. Which is kind of funny, since I have to treat it as if it WAS the covidz. Nobody is excited to see someone at the grocery store sniffling and coughing. Maybe I should get that, “No seriously, I have antibodies” tattoo.