Monthly Archives: August 2011
Fiona grated and froze fifteen two cup packages of zucchini this morning. She did it in the food processor, neatly and without incident, until I started cleaning up and an orange light on the dishwasher told me to add more … Continue reading
There’ll be a change in me. There is always a tune to express not so deep feelings about trivial issues. There has been a break in summer weather and today has the smell of fall, but on closer examination, I … Continue reading
A cataclysm in the night, a pile of golden feathers in the morning ————————-THREE DOWN——–TWO TO GO————–
There is some chicken news at last. As a group we are strangely lacking in curiosity so that a question we often ask of some nameless, invisible, unnamed source would go something like this: Oh Someone out there, what are … Continue reading
A few backyard photos for midsummer appreciation. What with the bugs and the butterflies an awful lot of living is going on here.
It may seem hard to believe, but way, way back in the day, when the world was so much bigger, Europeans chose the Jerusalem Artichoke as their principal starchy tuber, and they continued to enjoy it (dug out of the … Continue reading