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Handbasket

A tisket, a tasket, I finally got a basket.

I can be incredibly resistant to the obvious sometimes. It was, not surprisingly, the lovely Dutch woman at Clever Cycles who sold me the basket. Instead of some fancy weather-proof material, it is made out of wicker. Instead of some high-tech attach-and-release system, it has these two fat metal hooks on the back. "I just took pliers and bent mine to fit my bike," said Lovely Dutch Woman.

Seriously, I have agonized over the purchase of the correct basket. I'm nutty that way. This one purchase has revolutionized my use of my bike. It's there, on the handlebars. It comes right off to go into the store with me. My lunch fits in it. It looks nice. It makes Clyde look even cuter. What the heck was I waiting for???

In other news: too much xanthan gum in your gluten-free baking is icky. I made a cake that, while delicious and actually edible, has the texture of a Tempur-Pedic mattress. Note to self: half a teaspoon next time.

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