I am consumed with guilt over my pastor's dried out veal

It's surprising how nervous I felt posting that Moro bread recipe, and then my iffy conversions from metric. What if I made a typo or mistake? People might take the time and effort to bake the bread and it would be bad and it would be all my fault.  I don't know how cookbook writers sleep at night.

Apparently, they don't. I just read this in supereditor Judith Jones's sweet, smart blog, which I discovered via Bookslut. I convinced my father to buy Jones's Pleasures of Cooking for One after reading a warm review, also in Bookslut. Dad, make note of Jones's "errata" before you attempt the blanquette de veau or Sauce Gribiche. 

I want that book for myself, but this really isn't the time.