Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
Time to Assemble the Photos of Rosie 100
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Sadly, last week's huge full moon coincided exactly with the Perseids meteor shower so, added to a ton of fog even well into the early morning hours, we in Saint Plotniko were completely blanked out, first by incredible natural glare and then by weather.
But what a sight it is. I can't imagine what ancient peoples must have thought about a sight like this -- well, probably the ones up here were still bitching about the fog.
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Padrons and Shishitos
August 16 and we can't keep up with the shishito and padron peppers. The shishitos are ripening while still tiny, whereas the padrons become much larger before they turn red.
Eight out of ten padrons are mild, the ninth is pretty hot and the 10th can make you sing soprano. The shishitos are never hot. But nine out of ten times the padrons taste better.
Sautéed in olive oil with a lot of salt, or even better barbecued while you're grilling up a little carne arrachera...good ol' summertime.
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Rebecca, Julie and Grunk
The American Girl Incomprehensiblemania has hit both coasts. Blogmaid, you knew that, in fact you may even be responsible for it.
Isabella's Rebecca is on the left. She comes from a New York tenement in 1890. Isabella's SF friend Stella has Julie, the blonde. Julie is apparently a 1960s Haight Ashbury girl. Rebecca and Julie go everywhere with Isabella and Stella. The dolls have life histories, biographies, and of course clothing and accessories. Julie is on the pill.
Plotnik likes to take his mitt to baseball games. He keeps the mitt on between innings, despite the difficulty in grabbing his beer. He loves wearing his mitt. Maybe he should have had a doll when he was growing up.
Plotnik's doll would be Grunk. Grunk would be the world's first drummer. He discovered two, three and four. Before Grunk there was only one.