12.09.07

Paper Chef #25: A (rare) day at home

The happiest recent news in Gastroblogia is that Owen of Tomatilla has revived Paper Chef after a six-month hiatus. Paper Chef was our introduction to the food blogging world, and it’s always been Chopper’s favorite event. He loves the excuse to play.

For this episode, Paper Chef #25, the four ingredients are:
Smoked Swordfish (or [...]

23.08.07

One Tiny Summer

See that tomato? It’s our one and only tomato. Oh, we’ll have more later (with some 12 tomato plants in the yard, we’d better!) but right now, this is it. Our August bounty.
Hey! I think we just saved fifty cents on our grocery bill!
We really do have a great yard [...]

01.07.07

One Local Bummer (week one)

Sometimes, you’ve got to just jump back into the water, even if you can’t find your swimsuit.
No, I’m not naked.1 More likely, I’m wearing an ancient t-shirt from a show I’ve no recollection of doing, and sweats covered in house paint. It’s been that sort of past few months.2
But, even if [...]

16.12.06

Paper Chef Mystic #23: The Curse Defying Edition

It was the event that almost wasn’t. The event that re-emerged from the abyss, from the long lost annals of Gastroblogian history, stifled by photographic traumas, by the death cries of a computer far past its prime, and by the evils of a creature known only by the minacious name Blogger BETA.
The event, Paper [...]

22.03.06

Midweek Woof

midweek woofShhh. I may look like I’m just lazing about in the garden with the daffodils, but actually, I’m on duty. Mommy’s not feeling well so I’m guarding the blog until she returns. (Feline enemies, beware! I know your hiding places. Well, most of them, anyway.)

08.03.06

Sproing Cleaning

sproing cleaning … The thing I hate about pruning is when you have to let go of a branch and it sproings back at you and slaps you in the face.

That and Platelicker’s land mines, buried so nicely in the newly-tall weeds. Aw, thanks pooch, you shouldn’t have. …

07.02.06

hints of spring

crocus … So, I had every intention of baking referee striped gingerbread cookies on Monday and then biting their heads off, but then this freaky yellow thing appeared in the sky and I noticed equally freaky purple things in the garden and got distracted. …

11.11.05

WCB #23: The Cat Gets Serious

serious catToday, I am not an angry cat. Nor am I a frivolous cat, dressed in Kaga finery. Nor even a hungry cat, fending off my kibble from the evils of Platelicker. …

26.05.05

Legacy

lupins in the garden …These past few weeks, after he left us, I worked like a demon. It became an imperative with me — as if I’d be dishonoring his memory to not end each day with cracked, dirty fingernails and mountains of progress. …

08.04.05

My father’s garden, my garden

mini mrs d amongst the apples … I don’t remember much about what we planted — other than I know we had pumpkins for Halloween, giant sized late summer zucchini, and I always begged to have at least one or two sunflowers to harvest (though I was challenged getting to the seeds before the crows did). I remember spring time when I was no more than five or six, doling out seeds, running from hole to hole with the hose, impatiently checking for sprouts, day in and day out. …