10.50PM. Near delirious. Smiling.
I have really neglected to say how thankful we are for all of the encouragement and support we`ve had from people in the last few weeks. Friends, strangers, new friends, old strangers and those near and far have offered hands, cheers, comments, emails and tweets. I hope it sounds genuinely humble to express that we real feel we`re representing a far bigger community than just ourselves this Sunday. I`m not quite done loading the dehydrator for yet another night and I`m still smiling.
Speaking of dehydrating, it`s time to humiliate myself again. I get an odd kind of joy doing so…
We loaded 5.5 pounds (2.5 kilograms) of sweet onions into the dehyrator last night. 10 ounces (a pound has 16; it`s also 283 grams). Almost 90% of the weight of the onions has evaporated into the air and has left us with sweet onion chips that are going to be in our veggie crackers.
If you read that last sentence carefully, you`ll notice I mentioned `evaoprated into the air.` That’s a key part to the rest of this story…
I arrived at work this morning. It was a busier day than normal (this says a lot) and we had a meeting with 2 other organizations that is kicking off a rather large undertaking that will affect 100’s of our employees. My role, in today’s meeting, was a pivotal one.
I arrived in the office and noticed a faint smell of soup. Kind of like Mr Noodles. I entered my office and the longer I sat, the stronger the smell got. I figured someone was eating a really early bowl of soup.
It didn’t take me long to figure out that it was me who was actually the main course.
The temperature has dropped considerably in the last 24 hours in our fine city (Toronto for those keeping score). When I dropped to the floor at the end of a long day yesterday (to cuddle with the dog), I noticed how cold it was on the floor. I shut the windows and fell asleep hiding under a blanket-fort that I shared with our pup.
I stumbled to bed about an hour later with the windows still snug. And it happened overnight – 5 pounds of onion water evaporated and consumed the air of our apartment. It filled the air, the carpet, couches and my closet. Including my suit.
I was lucky I didn’t get stuck in the rain – I may have been attacked by a wild herd of noodles and served as some form of exotic lunch to onion loving purists (it’s not that far-fetched since people serve sushi on top of nude models for some unknown reason). I was fortunate to avoid such a cruel fate and was instead lavished with attention from my team who were rather delighted at my amusing fragrance.
It wasn’t really all that bad. See if you can find me in the secret security footage from work below:
A very funny moment happened when the CEO asked me if I could smell soup (he also saved a bit of ego when he stated the smell arrived more than an hour before I got to work – my team informed me this was likely the cloud in front of my vehicle as I drove 100 kilometers per hour on the way to work.
The onions are worth every bit of it – they can be eaten like the sweetest of candy
There’s another 3.5 pounds in the dehydrator tonight – along with 1.5 pounds of hot peppers and roasted garlic will follow as soon as this post is complete. At that point we’ll be done all of our cracker ingredients and move to the last of the tomatoes which should finish almost 8 hours to the minute after we started dehydrating (Friday to Friday). In that time our unit will have been turned off less than 12 hours in total.
Tomorrow night has to create the final project plan, recipe for Sunday, ensure we have everything we need or a plan to get it and put some checklists together for Sunday. In the meantime, it’s time to squeeze some garlic, grab a beer and stretch on the floor or couch.