Object Oriented Cooking

Somewhere between my conversation with Geoff last night regarding programming and my conversation with Kristin last night about the brownies that she and Beth baked, I woke up this morning with a great idea: Objecct Oriented Cooking. Let's go through an example...

Dim Oven As Appliance
Dim BrownieMix As Ingredient
Dim Oil As Ingredient
Dim Egg As Ingredient
Dim Water As Ingredient
Dim Spatula As Utensil
Dim Pan As Dish
Dim MixingBowl As Dish

Oven.Preheat(350)
Set Pan.Size = [13,9]
Pan.Grease
Egg.Quantity = 1
Oil.Quantity = 0.25
Oil.Unit = 'cup'
Water.Quantity = 2
Water.Quantity = 'tablespoon'

Mix(MixingBowl, [BrownieMix, Oil, Egg, Water)
MixingBowl.Contents.Move(Pan)
Pan.Bake(25)

// Subroutine for mixing ingredients:
Sub Mix(MixIn As Dish, Ing As Array)
  For P = Ing
    P.Move(MixIn)
    MixIn.Contents.Stir
  End For
End Sub

Can't you just taste the goodness?

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A happy announcement

I had wanted to call a few people to let them know personally ahead of announcing it publicly on my blog. I've got some good news. Kristin and I are engaged! Read all about it here...

K came to town last Friday, arriving later in the evening. Unbeknownst to her, I had used my lunch break to go downtown and pick up the ring I had purchased two weeks prior. Her parents had given me their blessing in asking her to marry me, and even having seen Kristin twice while knowing they held the secret closely. All Kristin knew was that we were going for a hike on Saturday.

My plan was to take her up to Mugu Peak and pop the question while we had a view of both ocean and mountains. Having been to the park once before with friends from work, I knew of a loop trail; I'd seen maps that showed an offshoot that went to the peak and figured it'd be easy to find. Well, we never found the offshoot. And me, always prepared, but for some reason I had failed to print a map this time. What to do???

K was a bit irritated when I told her we wouldn't make the peak. We had already crossed some trail with brush alongside, scraping our legs, and now had to go back through the same stuff to get out. But as luck would have it, the sun was on its way down by the time we arrived back at the trailhead, so instead of heading to the car to go home, I suggested we walk over to the beach.

We were sitting on the rocks facing the Pacific when I asked Kristin to be my wife. She saw the ring and managed to keep her jaw in place long enough to say yes...but as you can see, it promptly dropped after that:

We watched the rest of the sunset as a newly engaged couple, and once back in the car she called her family.

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Fun killing time

Tidying up for Kristin's visit (she arrives tomorrow night!!!), I was of course looking to procrastinate. I decided to try a little game I'd read about somewhere: Fun with Google Translate. So I took my previous post, ran it thru the English-to-Spanish translator, then back again from Spanish-to-English. The results are positively absurd:

The red eyes of the clock watch my fixedly ': 5:06. After a little to shake around, handling to rouse my bones of his slumber and way to the bathroom, directed by my aqua-green light of the plug.
I left yesterday to work at night in the time generally, but this one was first the such homemade impulsion that it required the lanterns. That considered, I chose to pass ignition my half-wishes to send the excess of the day with an operation, in place remaining homemade to the passage outside the caramel to the children of the vicinity in suits to shine intense-in-$$$-dark of the superhero.
After fluorescent blue rinsing of the expectoración and to clean fresh green foam of the dental cream of my lips, I put above for pote of coffee, I blacken, and I put my orange you of the long-sleeve of engineering for the visibility. Going outside, the sun had still not risen on mountains in the east, but a dark gold haze threw for above towards a navy that the Mars sky was the only celestial body could distinguish in the morning with the brilliance of streetlights against the sky that descoloraba. With the fresh air filling my lungs, I worked under the still-incomplete trajectory next to riverbed the 15 minutes generally towards outside. For the moment at which it gave return behind, the influences of sun crawled above most of hills around me. Making my return final, the clouds in the morning shone clearly in delicate curtains of the color of rose and the blue one. Night to the day in 30 minutes, and of me testified the whole transformation. It could obtain used to this.

And for good measure, the original translated English to German back to English:

The red eyes of the master clock of stars at me: 5:06. After a little tossing around, I handle more slumber to rouse my bones of their and go to the bathroom, led through my aqua green connection light.
I left yesterday evening to work at the usual time, but this was first such heads drive, which required headlights. The fact that regards, I decided, to lead mine on half desires, to release the abundance of the daily with a run and instead remains to the run from sweet to the neighbourhood children into the glowing in D dark superherokostuemen head.
After phosphor, I set a pot coffee above for blue mouth water of the Spratzens and wiping the fresh green tooth paste foam rubber off of my lips, blacken and tightened my orange long case T-fitting of the technology for view. Outside going, the sun had risen not still over the mountains in the east, but a dark golden lining toward to a navy, which was sky Mars the only heavenly body, I above threw by the glowing of streetlights against the fading morning sky to differentiate could. If cool air fills my lungs, I ran out down the still-incomplete way near riverbed the usual 15 minutes. Until I turned back, crept the influences sunning more rueber most hills around me. Making my locking idiom, the morning clouds obviously shone in the sensitive colours of Pink and of blue. From the night to the day in 30 minutes and from me the entire transformation witnessed. I could keep used to this.

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Daylight Savings Colors

The red eyes of the clock stare at me: 5:06. After a bit of tossing around, I manage to rouse my bones from their slumber and walk to the bathroom, guided by my aqua-green outlet light.

I left work last night at the usual time, but this was the first such drive home that required headlights. That considered, I opted to pass on my half-desire to release the day's excess with a run, instead staying home to pass out candy to the neighborhood children in glow-in-the-dark superhero costumes.

After spitting fluorescent blue mouthwash and wiping fresh green toothpaste foam from my lips, I put up a pot of coffee, black, and donned my engineering orange long-sleeve tee for visibility. Going outside, the sun had not yet risen above the mountains in the east, but was casting a dark golden haze up towards a navy sky. Mars was the only celestial body I could distinguish through the glow of streetlights against the fading morning sky. With cool air filling my lungs, I ran down the still-incomplete path next to the riverbed the usual 15 minutes out. By the time I turned back, the sun's influences were creeping over most of the hills around me. Making my final turn, the morning clouds shone clearly in delicate shades of pink and blue. From night to day in 30 minutes, and I witnessed the entire transformation. I could get used to this.

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