Not too much I can add to these pictures other than we have the best friends, and DAMN can they ever grow tomatoes. Drought, schmout. Heather and Steve---you are masters and we adore you. It was that big guy on the right that screamed "DINNER!" Bacon, arugula, tomato, mayo (Hellman's!), salt, and pepper on gluten … Continue reading Homegrown Tomatoes
Attacked
Man. Today sucks. I know that sounds like a whiny teenager but I FEEL like a whiny teenager. When the boys were little they would sometimes call themselves stupid. And I would always tell them, "You're not stupid. You may have done something wrong or not known how to do something but that doesn't make … Continue reading Attacked
In which tiny little nasturtium leaves inspire me
Well, damn. I'm in a bad mood today. Last night my trio of men pissed me off, Ernie got mad at me, and my buttermilk brined chicken was not a success. This was disappointing as it was a last minute trial before doing the same with the turkey next week. It was not a great … Continue reading In which tiny little nasturtium leaves inspire me