|"Ginger ale bottles" by hugovk|
Dandelion & Burdock, Ginger Ale.
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My panicked mind fished out the line from a 14th century prior of the Carthusian charterhouse, Le Grande Chartreuse, "My fathers, my fathers, ad libros, ad libros; let the rest burn, but save the books."1
I dried off my collection of Karl Rahner's writing and my books on the Exercises, and there seems to be no lasting damage. But what does it say about my mind?
Ginger has a fiery bite. If you're up for some chemistry, you can read about chemical names and zingiberene, the molecule responsible for much of ginger's flavor on my other blog.
1. As quoted in An Infinity of Little Hours (Nancy Klein Maguire), p 29.