Sunday, August 19, 2012
The water stops for no one
The past few days have been good for the soul--good for my clan. We have been sleeping to the sound of the river, playing in the river, fishing in the river and sitting in the river. Parts of this river bed are composed of large, perfectly flat pieces of stone, so our camp chairs rest comfortably in about 6 inches of water. Crayfish, frogs and trout. Water stryders. Happy girl, happy dad, happy dogs.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Too many dirty dishes
Too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two
I said, too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two ...
Look at this kitchen!
Pots an' pans, ev'rywhere, it's pitiful!
Listening to Tab Benoit and trying to decide whose version of "Dirty Dishes" is better ... Tab's or Albert Collins? I have to say it's Albert Collins. Johnny Nitro, who wrote the song, died last year and there's a good article about him here: http://www.sfgate.com/bayarea/article/Johnny-Nitro-S-F-blues-guitarist-dies-2475017.php. Too bad I can't seem to find his version of the song on iTunes.
I said, too many dirty dishes in the sink for just us two ...
Look at this kitchen!
Pots an' pans, ev'rywhere, it's pitiful!
Listening to Tab Benoit and trying to decide whose version of "Dirty Dishes" is better ... Tab's or Albert Collins? I have to say it's Albert Collins. Johnny Nitro, who wrote the song, died last year and there's a good article about him here: http://www.sfgate.com/bayarea/article/Johnny-Nitro-S-F-blues-guitarist-dies-2475017.php. Too bad I can't seem to find his version of the song on iTunes.
Monday, August 13, 2012
The Chef is in the house!
Just working here in my little office when I started to smell something absolutely wonderful wafting in from the kitchen down the hall ... this is a thing of true beauty for a family who has not dined together at home in months. I am so happy I could jump over the moon--he is back!
schlock·meis·ter
Word of the day that just popped up on my screensaver ... just about fell off my chair!
An absence of plums
Last night, as we were sitting on the patio enjoying a glass of wine, we were suddenly inundated with fruit flies and it got me thinking about about our poor old plum tree which is, aside from its leaves, naked. It is a great tree in many respects--one that hangs over the patio like an overgrown yet somehow graceful umbrella. The fruit it produces is amazingly sweet with a perfect shot of tartness. When Ella was a baby and teething, Paul kept her supplied with plum sauce ice cubes and made lots of plum jam. But this year? Not one plum due to the weirdly warm spring and following frost. I dug through my photos this morning and found this one from last fall:
The fruit was so heavy it caused one third of the tree to split off and it crashed to the ground destroying a good section of our perennial bed. There were so many fruit flies around the patio we could hardly stand to be out there. I pushed plums off the patio with a snow shovel and the plums just kept coming down day after day. The fruit flies multiplied into clouds and started riding into the house on our arms and legs and in our hair.
At that time, we were also experiencing a banner tomato crop--coveted Green Zebras, Cherokees, Sun Sugars, Black Pearls, you name it we probably had it. We had to move all the tomatoes we were picking outside to the patio table because our kitchen was becoming crazy with fruit flies. But then, another dilemma. Who knew our shepherds would love tomatoes so much?
The fruit was so heavy it caused one third of the tree to split off and it crashed to the ground destroying a good section of our perennial bed. There were so many fruit flies around the patio we could hardly stand to be out there. I pushed plums off the patio with a snow shovel and the plums just kept coming down day after day. The fruit flies multiplied into clouds and started riding into the house on our arms and legs and in our hair.
At that time, we were also experiencing a banner tomato crop--coveted Green Zebras, Cherokees, Sun Sugars, Black Pearls, you name it we probably had it. We had to move all the tomatoes we were picking outside to the patio table because our kitchen was becoming crazy with fruit flies. But then, another dilemma. Who knew our shepherds would love tomatoes so much?
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Mickey's Mixology
Mickey Humpula, who has worked with Chef Paul Carlson for several years (first with us at the Hearth & Vine and then at another restaurant), was featured in the Summer 2012 issue of Edible Grande Traverse in a wonderful article by Patty Lanoue Stearns. Mickey, as those who know him, is an exceptional person on so many levels: kind, professional and pure pleasure to be around. Cheers, Mickey, to a bright future no matter what you decide to tackle--you know we support you and will always be your biggest fans! Mickey is currently working with Epicure Catering and (hopefully) spending plenty of time outdoors enjoying this gorgeous Leelanau Peninsula summer.
For the online version of the article, click here--it's much easier to read .... plus, you'll be able to see all the great articles this award-winning publication has to offer. A huge thank you to Charlie Wunsch & Barb Tholin at Edible Grande Traverse for including Mickey in this excellent publication!
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