So I cast a new spell on my patio today
I’m at it a again. Brewing the ol’ hydrosol.
I’m currently mid‑brew and you wouldn’t believe how fast I whipped this machinery together.
A natural, I tell you.
Watch THAT, Joey.
The kitchen smells (to me) like entrepreneurial perfection.
Like a wizard, I threw my ingredients into the pot — mint pulled savagely from the grass where it insists on expanding every year despite the many cozy homes I’ve given it elsewhere.
Oh well. Now that I’m a cauldroner, I’ll put that to great use. Plus Elliott did a savage job helping me gather it the first time.
That kid can forage, let me tell you.
Originally, I was going to call this something really boring.
But after I thought about lemons for long enough, I thought about pie.
So I quickly arrived at Minty Lemon Sunshine Meringue.
This double-dip lemon reference mattered because I used two kinds of lemon plant (lemon balm and lemon thyme), so I wanted to feature two lemon-related words, obviously, which I completely succeeded at.
The cauldron is humming, the herbs are softening, and the drip tube is drip‑drip‑dripping into hydrosol deliciousness. I’ve got my first name tag prepped and ready to go, complete with signature name, batch number, and individually chosen abbreviation of ingredients.
And because nothing I do is ever straightforward, I had to rig the outflow tube so it wouldn’t submerge into the water tub. Enter: Mr. Bendy.
This is the kind of Modern Maiasaura chaos rigging that defines me and my whole hydrosol practice (Modern Maiasaura Apothecary, coming to a kitchen near you… any heat surface and water source really).
I believe most people that have seen me problem solve would agree. I thrive on a firehose of purpose driven, agility-required chaos.
Mr. Bendy and I have a lot in common — we’re both hypermobile and always end up trying to create a system to make things better (see how we worked together today?). He and his wife, Mrs. Bendy, lived in my aunt and uncle’s bathroom when I was a kid, and when they got evicted, I adopted them. They’ve lived in every bathroom I’ve had since. And now? He’s on hydrosol duty.
Wait till you meet his wife.
