Blue roses
Saturday, 15 February 2014
The weather lifted; our schedules opened…and we finally celebrated my FIL’s 88th (think: piano keys and counties in Ohio).
Lady N brought dessert—the cake had gorgeous blue roses.
We dined well. Fêting happened.
Musings
Everyone smiles…
Thursday, 6 February 2014
Scary hands…scary smiles….
Actually, if you like fruity sodas, as I recall, Jarritos Mandarin is pretty tasty. And I’m not much of a soda fan….
Archaeology in service of advertising…scary most every time, ¿no?
And the colors…
Wednesday, 5 February 2014
Citrus are…sacred. Wonderful in winter…and in summer…and in the transition seasons…. Today, they cheered me.
Breakfast-dinner
Saturday, 1 February 2014
Punted on traditional meal prep tonight, and made bleu-berry pancakes and fried eggs for dinner. Simple is güd.
(Sometimes.)
Sage, indoors
Thursday, 23 January 2014
This winter’s science experiment is holding on (barely, I think). Thyme anyone?
Streeeeetch your mind
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Here’s proof that green food is more than vegetables.
The cheese wheel-ette is from a Georgia dairy, and three mints have loads of antioxidants.
So there….
Food dicho*
Saturday, 4 January 2014
Love the Mother Russia sentiment at the top: “make youre day savoury” (spell check is on edge about two of the words).
There are worse words to live by…but I’m not sure I’d turn to oily herring steaks to make my life more savory, at least not first. Or second. Or third….
* Dicho is Spanish for saying/adage. Like “don’t count your chickens…” and “takes one to know one,” that kind of thing.
Happy merry
Wednesday, 25 December 2013
We all ate too much before dessert, then stuffed ourselves again. Yes, two kinds of pie—pecan and pumpkin (Libby’s recipe, tweaked)—plus double-chocolate cookies and bourbon balls.
Fine family feast….
December miscellany
Saturday, 21 December 2013
We took advantage of the weekend 10% across the board Target discount, a nod to the 40 million card numbers that Target’s computers did not keep safe, but only very lightly. No Barbies—I saw carts with multiple Barbies roaming the aisles. No clothing. Odds and ends like…toilet paper.
On a different stop, we were looking for inexpensive bourbon for…Bourbon Balls! Growing up, Mom orchestrated the baking of dozens of cookies in several styles, along with usually three, kinds of fruitcake, and the unbaked Bourbon Balls. Me, I get to the Bourbon Balls, and rarely farther.
We found this peeling mural of a Maasi warrior on one of our non-Target stops….
Winter craving?
Sunday, 15 December 2013
I’ve been making veggie salads the last few days—if you count tomatoes as a dietary veggie (yeah, I know it’s not botanically a veggie). This is yesterday’s tomato-avocado salad (with cilantro, lime juice, green onion tops, that kind of thing). I forgot to photo today’s hummus, with shredded fresh mint and toasted pignolas on top.