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Weekend snippets
Sep. 8th, 2003 07:32 amToo much listening to NPR means I keep having to remind myself whether it's a social gathering or dental implants when I see references to BiCon.
Two pounds of ripe peaches + almost one bag of cranberries + 1.25 cups of sugar = just over four half-pints of cran-peach jam.
That's my third canning this month, and I keep thinking of more things to try: peach and hot pepper, just hot pepper, ginger-peach, cran-ginger. There were lots of peaches available at the farmers' market this week, inspiring all this peachy keen stuff. Maybe I should drift into some chutneys, too. Peach chutney sounds good, with ginger and walnuts...
There were butterflies in the air this weekend: I think I saw monarchs twice this weekend, one flying down the street, the other exploring the space above my yard. I don't remember the last time I saw their orange-and-blackness live, rather than in a photo.
I played the role of an authentic U.S. consumer yesterday, driving way too far looking for 'bargains' at outlet malls. I'd forgotten just how exhausting it is, in a way similar to museum fatigue, but without having seen anything near so interesting or pretty. On the other hand, I got a lot of time with a friend I don't always see so much. On the third hand, there were at least four major mammal roadkills on the drive, 2 skunks, one fawn (I could see the white spots), and what might've been a huge raccoon. That was depressing. On the fourth hand, I got to check out a condo for sale, since my friend is home-hunting, and I was the one to find the tiny door leading from the back porch into the kitchen, insulated now with a dusty bag of cotton balls. I still wonder why someone would put a pet door into the wall of the building, rather than the door, which makes a lot more sense to me. Anyone?
License plate of the weekend: NH plate ALLRICE. I kept wondering if that's a culinary statement or an author preference...
(And while I'm at it, some other recent entertaining plates, all MA: MY HERO (on an SUV; I don't think so); BLKADR; and ANGST.)
Does anyone have suggestions for what to do with sweet pickles, other than put on hamburgers, hot dogs, etc?
Two pounds of ripe peaches + almost one bag of cranberries + 1.25 cups of sugar = just over four half-pints of cran-peach jam.
That's my third canning this month, and I keep thinking of more things to try: peach and hot pepper, just hot pepper, ginger-peach, cran-ginger. There were lots of peaches available at the farmers' market this week, inspiring all this peachy keen stuff. Maybe I should drift into some chutneys, too. Peach chutney sounds good, with ginger and walnuts...
There were butterflies in the air this weekend: I think I saw monarchs twice this weekend, one flying down the street, the other exploring the space above my yard. I don't remember the last time I saw their orange-and-blackness live, rather than in a photo.
I played the role of an authentic U.S. consumer yesterday, driving way too far looking for 'bargains' at outlet malls. I'd forgotten just how exhausting it is, in a way similar to museum fatigue, but without having seen anything near so interesting or pretty. On the other hand, I got a lot of time with a friend I don't always see so much. On the third hand, there were at least four major mammal roadkills on the drive, 2 skunks, one fawn (I could see the white spots), and what might've been a huge raccoon. That was depressing. On the fourth hand, I got to check out a condo for sale, since my friend is home-hunting, and I was the one to find the tiny door leading from the back porch into the kitchen, insulated now with a dusty bag of cotton balls. I still wonder why someone would put a pet door into the wall of the building, rather than the door, which makes a lot more sense to me. Anyone?
License plate of the weekend: NH plate ALLRICE. I kept wondering if that's a culinary statement or an author preference...
(And while I'm at it, some other recent entertaining plates, all MA: MY HERO (on an SUV; I don't think so); BLKADR; and ANGST.)
Does anyone have suggestions for what to do with sweet pickles, other than put on hamburgers, hot dogs, etc?