I'm so excited for the White House Victory Garden!
...to get this recipe. If you have next-day risotto sitting around and are in the mood for a play-doh type adventure, nothing is more rewarding than these. Served warm, it's like the best mozzarella stick in the world -- shaped like the world. They are so unbelievably tasty, you can forego the nutritional value once in a while.
Visa or MasterCard?
Mike and Corii got these two fluff-sters and I'll meet them on Saturday. I am going to put mustard and ketchup on them and eat them in buns.
Find the schnauzer. She was so perky at the park this morning that she came home and hopped all around the house. She jumped up on the sofa by herself and rearranged the pillows with her paws and teeth. I turned around and there she was, napping with a full faceplant.
Avert your gaze to Mark Eitzel's personal blog, The Spiral Out. He's been at it for a few months now, do keep them coming, it makes me happy.
And Nick started a blog today, called Ingleside Stories. He culled a year of crime log emails sent from our local police district and chose the finest "often perfect short stories" for your enjoyment and paranoia.
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Unrelated egg fryers below.
Great facial expression on this big terrier. And when he walks, he looks like 2 guys in a dog suit.
Yesterday, the farmers market yielded some great flowers and a lot of well-priced local organic vegetables. Fortunately, I didn't have to do the shopping, Nick and Jon did. (Thank you!) They came back and said it was so crowded that Jon joked that got a medical exam from another shopper. "She was gentle." ha.
Then we went to Restaurant Depot to shop for gumbo ingredients so that Nick and Sean and Jon could serve gumbo to 85 people at the yacht club. Part of being a club member is that when you're cooking for the club, you get to shop where San Francisco restaurants get their food.
The gumbo turned out perfectly, they worked hard for it and it showed. And Restaurant Depot was the largest scale anything I've ever seen in my life. You could land a plane between the aisles, and that was just inside the walk-in cooler. Boxes were stacked all the way to the ceiling, you don't want to be there in an earthquake.
Here's a view from the checkout aisle. Instead of a shopping cart, they have what is basically a hotel luggage cart, but industrial, it's the blue thing on the left. I'm amazed that they don't offer every customer a forklift.
No rope here, but a San Francisco hair salon owner gets the smallest dog ever.
*Thanks Tam for sending!
