and now, a word from my mother

"You are of course a genius inventive cook. Do you know where I always keep/kept the ginger? Right, in the freezer. But I cooked so seldom you probably thought it was a relic from Pennsylvania."

so it looks like my happy accident may have been genetically engineered. whatevs.

(I'm currently pre-heating the oven and waiting for my rosemary-whole wheat bread to rise. it's a nice afternoon activity.)