Today I got the butter back out and broke it up into chunks so it could soften while I made a garlic confit. I smashed the cloves through a wire mesh sieve and scraped the mash into the butter, then let the Kitchenaid slap it around with the paddle attachment for a while to incorporate everything. Right now it doesn't taste super garlicky, but I remember from learning to make hummus that garlic flavors can intensify in the fridge overnight. Tomorrow I intend to make buttermilk biscuits with the buttermilk that I saved.

I'd been feeling a little miffed at my Everglades Tomatoes because it seemed like they were just growing into enormous bushes but not doing much else. I started propping them up where limbs are just growing every-which-way and found that they are, in fact, covered with tomatoes! They look like gooseberries, and they're actually quite tiny. The article I read about these did mention the fruits were extremely small, but it's another thing to see them in person. Especially when the whole object of gardening sometimes seems like growing the largest tomatoes ever. I recently decided I was going to start tossing empty tomato cans from Publix into the garden to remind the plants what their job is.

It's going to be cold enough tomorrow that I can wear one of my hoodies. I recently bought a gray hoodie dress from MeUndies that I've been looking forward to trying out. It's a little shorter in the hem than my Daily Ritual one, which is almost knee-length. I'd like to get more stuff from MeUndies but their things can be expensive. But then again, it's my big opportunity to have underwear with dinosaurs on them, something Little Kid Me didn't ever quite understand. Boys get dinosaurs and I get ... pastel hearts? What is this bullshit, I want dinosaurs, too. Well, Little Bird, you can have dinos, skulls, snakes, whatever other weird shit you desire, because we're adults now, and gender norms are stupid. :D