How Hot Is It?

Jul 05 2010

It’s been freakin’ hot around here for the last couple of days and the forecast is promising temperatures in the mid to high thirties for the rest of the week… that’s Celsius with the humidex factor figured in. 

At least it’s a sticky heat.  Currently, it’s 9 pm and it’s 26 degrees, feeling like 34.

So.  What did I do to escape the heat?  I made more tea buns!

Yes, I stood in a sweltering kitchen baking tea buns, doing my best to keep the sweat from dripping off of my forehead while trying not to get flour on my forehead when I was trying to wipe sweat with the back of my flour covered hands.  (Can you tell from that sentence that I had flour on my hands and my forehead was dripping sweat?)

The tea buns turned out wonderfully but I’m sweating like hooker on nickel night.  On the bright side, I wasn’t all that successful at keeping the flour away from my sweaty forehead.  By the time the tea buns were done, I found a couple of dinner rolls baked golden in my eyebrows.

 
6 Comments

Posted by Steve at 8:55 pm, Jul 5, 2010

 

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  1. Kevin

    July 6, 2010 at 12:00 pm

    steve – the tea buns look great – put on the tea and we’ll be over for bun….chris

     
  2. Phillip

    July 6, 2010 at 6:28 pm

    One way to fight to heat: move to Newfoundland.

     
  3. Steve

    July 7, 2010 at 8:51 am

    Chris… I put the kettle on and waited. No worries though, I ate yours so they didn’t go to waste! We’ll have to bring some the next time we go over to the island, which, I hope, is SOON!

    Phil… nothing like a little (or a lot) of RDF to chill the complaints about the heat!

     
  4. jody

    July 7, 2010 at 5:38 pm

    > nothing like a little (or a lot) of RDF

    WTF is RDF?

    SA (stupid acronyms)

     
  5. Steve

    July 8, 2010 at 7:29 am

    Rain
    Drizzle
    Fog

     
  6. Pender

    August 4, 2010 at 10:13 am

    In st. john’s they don’t even bother to spell it all out anymore, it’s just “RDF”.

    When I was there the weekend before last I landed thursday night into RDF, the people around me chuckled, the pilot didn’t bother to spell out RDF either. Nobody asked what it meant.