Bimbos

These red poppies are the bimbos of Plotnik's garden. Gorgeous flowers, borne on sturdy, vigorous plants, they are so sure of themselves they never take into consideration that they are growing in Plotnik's windy garden. They bear their flowers in June on spindly stems. What happens next? As soon as it heats up in the East Bay, the cool air and fog are drawn across the City of Saint Plotniko and this means gusts that shake even the venerable pines. Each poppy lasts maybe a day or two. An ounce of brains would make them volunteer somewhere else besides the absolute middle of the garden, but bimbos need center stage. If they were smart, maybe they wouldn't be so beautiful? Maybe it's worth it?



Take these hostas. Snails DOTE on hostas. So the hostas don't even bother to wake up until after snail season is over. That's why they come back each year and increase in size. Brains as well as beauty.



Then there are Emma's rolls. Emma lives across the street in the Hohulin Mansion. She is beautiful and getting more beautiful each day. But she is certainly no bimbo. Periodically, the doorbell rings and Emma is standing there, with her dad, holding a tray of fresh rolls or cookies that she has baked, and Plotnik gets to try them. They are always delicious. These had a coating of rock salt on the outside and were small but super-yum.



Speaking of small, delicious things Plotnik can't live without, here is one of them. Boyajian's Pure Orange is an orange extract you can buy at Rainbow (along with the lime and lemon), and every time you need orange flavor you just add a teensy-weensy 1/8th of a teaspoon, then get out of the way.



Plotnik was just kidding about the poppies being bimbos. He really loves those poppies. And the rolls, too.