Emchap's Shit from the Internet 04/28/21 đ
Though I absolutely hated living in New York for most of the two years I was there (âwhy Iâm leaving New York: itâs badâ), I miss all of my friends there a tremendous amount, all of the time. So I was delighted when one invited me to her companyâs Zoom workshop today. The idea was all about physical presentation and confidence, which plays into their overall focus on presentation and presence training (primarily for women), and I had no plans at 4pm and so I went.
I havenât been a big class attender during the plague year, and I was surprised at how weird it felt to be in a zoom full of brand new people. I started a new job during the pandemic, so itâs not like I havenât met strangers, but usually at least someone in that interaction knows the other peopleâthereâs like one outsider, not a room full of folks with relatively little connection to each other. We all knew the hosts, but not each other so muchâit was the first time Iâd seen the social web that parties have in a year and a half. It felt nice.
The workshop was fun and a little silly; we all in our separate houses were supposed to strut, which is not my energy at the best of times, but I turned off self-view on Zoom and boogied on down. Thereâs something very freeing about taking a workshop where all the other participants live a coast away from you and literally arenât in the same room as you. It was nice to do literally anything physical rather than sitting at my computer for the rest of the evening the way that I do if Iâm not paying attention. (That didnât stop me from spending more time at my computer after, but, yâknow, baby steps.)
The weather is nice, and I think I will take advantage of it to get a burrito.
Shit to read
My corner of tech internet has imploded this week as two dudes who are known mostly for Thought Leadership rather than their actual software decided to write a blog post where they basically copied an unpopular HR policy from a crypto startup a year ago and then doubled down when people told them it was a bad idea, and hereâs more info about that.
Honestly I think this is a very compelling argument.
I thought this was a very sweet obituary; he was much younger than I thought.
Is it vibes or is it romanticism.
As someone who has struggled with a sense of place for my adult life, I found this article about moving to the places you love really interesting.
Always here for Survivor content.
Shit to eat
Be reminded by Google that 2 years ago you were in Hong Kong.
Remember eating pineapple buns for breakfast the whole time. Miss them.
Look up whatâs in them.
Realize theyâre just conchas.
Heat up 24 grams of flour, a quarter cup of water, and a quarter cup of milk.
When it thickens, set it aside.
Mix 325 grams flour, 50 grams sugar, 7 grams yeast, and 3 grams of salt in a mixer.
Add an egg, half a cup of tepid milk, and your flour water from up above.
Cut up 4 tablespoons of soft butter and toss it in; it will need to go for 10 minutes in the mixer but at the end youâll have a wet but not sticky dough. Stick it to rise for an hour.
While thatâs rising, cream 4 tablespoons of butter and some salt.
Add an egg yolk (save the white), 100 grams of sugar, 94 grams of flour, 2 1/2 tablespoons of cornstarch, a teaspoon of vanilla, some salt, and a quarter teaspoon baking powder. I added a teensy bit of turmeric to cheat the yellow color.
I had to add a little oil to get it to stick together at all. Itâs basically shortbread dough.
Put it in a parchment paper log, toss it in the fridge, and come back when the bread is done rising.
Take the bread out, punch it down, and divide it into 8 pieces. Fold them like you do buns, so itâs smooth on top.
Let them set for another 40 minutes to rise; heat the oven to 350.
Take the sugar cookie dough and cut it into 8 slices. Roll each slice out and drape it over a bun.
Use the reserved white to brush each bun.
Cook for 20 minutes, and enjoy.
(Adapted from The Hong Kong Cookeryâs Pineapple Bun recipe.)
Shit to watch
I am obsessed with this womanâs ASMR videos. I want to go to the spa SO BAD.
Shit to buy
A burrito, for me, now.