soup...
tonight's walk was good. the people with the basket left zucchini. incredibly large. usually that spells bitter. but the last one from that source was wonderful. i stuffed it vegetarian-like so s.b. could eat it too. it was tasty. also filled a bag with plums. tart! and i'll make my father some jam this weekend.
he visited today. i said science folk i've known have been odd. sometimes in a pleasant way. they're gems. and sometimes in an unpleasant way. they're machines. and my father said he'd once met linus pauling. father was at the house of some architect friends. and pauling spent the entire time talking about soup. claimed he made the best french onion soup in the world. a big claim. but you know he was quite the chemist. so. anyway the soup has a secret ingredient. he gave my father the recipe. i like that pauling talked about soup. i like that story.
i bought socks today. quite a lot of them. i wish i could knit socks faster because then i'd knit all of my own. store socks are pretty but the heels run through in no time. and they can't be darned. or at least i can't darn them. handknitted socks i could darn.
pico de gallo last night. my hands still burn from all of the pepper slicing. cilantro is so very very good.
found epazote growing in my tomato patch. it must have volunteered from the last bit i planted. so nice.
sleepy now.
he visited today. i said science folk i've known have been odd. sometimes in a pleasant way. they're gems. and sometimes in an unpleasant way. they're machines. and my father said he'd once met linus pauling. father was at the house of some architect friends. and pauling spent the entire time talking about soup. claimed he made the best french onion soup in the world. a big claim. but you know he was quite the chemist. so. anyway the soup has a secret ingredient. he gave my father the recipe. i like that pauling talked about soup. i like that story.
i bought socks today. quite a lot of them. i wish i could knit socks faster because then i'd knit all of my own. store socks are pretty but the heels run through in no time. and they can't be darned. or at least i can't darn them. handknitted socks i could darn.
pico de gallo last night. my hands still burn from all of the pepper slicing. cilantro is so very very good.
found epazote growing in my tomato patch. it must have volunteered from the last bit i planted. so nice.
sleepy now.
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Oh, stuffed zuccini is one of my all time favorite foods!!!Looove it!!
selva, thanks! i stuffed the last one with shredded carrot, breadcrumbs, garlic, tomato, and some sort of cheese. vague, i know. but i can't remember what sort of cheese! :)
this new larger zucchini i think i'll stuff with rice and other tasty things.
kirse, i miss and love you too! keep your chin up, girl.
zucchini is so good! i pretty much have never met a zucchini i didn't like. actually i could say that of most summer squash. crookneck are really good too. well if i could i'd matter transport some stuffed zucchini to you and the wee ones. unfortunately, i haven't quite mastered that technology. :)
and patty pans! it's almost as much fun to say them as to eat them. patty pan!
dom, i don't eat eggs very often because i'm not a big egg fan. but i do like a very vegetabley omelette now and again. zucchini + eggs sounds tasty! yerrrs. tell me how the high-flying zucchini goes. balloons are best! no figs on the trees so far. none that i've noticed leastways. the yard fig was frosted and died to the graft. now all that's sprung up is rootstock. but we'll see. oh yes and the tomatoes smell so very good! and the odors of plants are so nice! how is it where you are? are there fireflies and thunder? humidity?
ranjit,i likes the patty pans! and there is a tale about patty pans (the actual patty pan not the squash) with a doggy like samson! beatrix potter. mmm-hmm. check it. but yeah patty pans are good. i didn't grow any though. darn it!
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