A memo

TO: people who spit their gum out in the drinking fountain
FROM: a page from her book

Hello. I don't know you, and you don't know me. But when I was getting a drink at the drinking fountain in my place of business, I noticed your wad of gum sitting on the drain in the water fountain. And I have questions for you.

Where do you think that gum is gonna go?

And if it accidentally fell out of your mouth, and you don't want to pick it up and put it in the trash can that's five feet away, what makes you think someone else wants to?

Really, people.

Baking on a Saturday Afternoon

Berries and peaches from the Farmer's Market.

A pie, and a teeny cobbler.

Quinoa, which I've been dying to try!

Zucchini from my farm-box, stuffed with quinoa, tomatoes, garlic, white beans, parmesan cheese, and olive oil.

Smells so good!

Scrappy Sunday

It struck me how long it's been since I scrapbooked...and I didn't want to spend the afternoon asleep on the couch (again). So today I got out the paper and pictures and got to work.

Some tunes to scrapbook by...

New paper! (Although I didn't end up using this today...)

Ditto...

One of today's projects - a book of cat pictures...

I wanted to do some more greeting cards, too, but I ran out of time for today. Maybe next Sunday.

Hankering

It's amazing what the brain remembers; especially tastes and smells. I don't remember when I learned to make this coconut toast (sometime back in childhood, my mother showed me how), but I do remember its sweet goodness. Every now and then I get a hankering for it!

It's so easy - take a slightly stale loaf of sweet french bread (not sourdough), slice it up, dip each slice into sweetened condensed milk, then into grated coconut. Pop it under the broiler until the coconut browns. Pour a big glass of milk, or a nice cup of coffee, and enjoy.

Delicious.

ps. you were expecting photos, weren't you? Well, I ate it all up before I could get the camera. I'll try to take some pics next time, but here's a link to a recipe with a picture.

Vacation, all I ever wanted...

Just back from a short trip to the east coast to see my old college BFF and her family, who live in Salem, MA.

This is a BFF who I can call, any time, and we pick up the conversation as if we never stopped talking. It can be a two minute check-in, or a one hour fill-in; a quick "hello" or a long "OMG, you would not believe...." From family to friends, to husbands to life goals - no topic is safe from us.

We like the same things - wandering the streets, antique-store cruising, eating, reading....


One of the best parts of the trip was meeting Levi. Levi joined my friend's family last fall, after years of prayers, and lots of agony. He is a great little guy.

With me, she gets an excuse to play tourist and try funky little cafes and new restaurants.

We're on vacation together! Which means beer to go with our seafood. And onion rings as well as french fries.

We had time for a road trip to Concord, where the wandering, eating, and talking continued.

How yummy does this look? It was a work of art. I should have asked for the recipe, but I doubt these crusty New Englanders would've given it to me.

Levi and I got along just fine. I can't wait to watch him grow up. And I can't wait for our next visit!