Chicken of the sea

Sometimes, life just calls for roast chicken. And nothing but a roast chicken will do. So the bird gets a soak in some sea watery spices. I am a staunch proponent of brining birds.



Backyard rosemary lemon roast chicken. Because I have a lot of lemons. In the Italian style. With bottom of the refrigerator vegetables co-roasted with the bird. I ate nearly the whole bird.

Sour spirits

It's time for Ed's limoncello recipe!



Watermelon lemonade. Lots and lots of lemon juice. A bit of masochism to juice all these lemons with a paper cut.



Nanner bread. My bunch of nanners just about turned brown instantly from the heat. Damn heat. So the nanners met a premature end as nanner bread.



And watermelon amaretto sorbet. Like always, I was a little heavy handed with the amaretto. I may have to join a twelve step program.

Country cousins

Cousin Paul.



Cousin Phoebe.



Cousin Phil.



Cousin Pat the bunny.

Overheated

MK came over for supper last night. Chicken and leftovers curry. With star anise scented rice.



Probably not very smart of me to iron 8 months worth of shirts during one of the worst heat waves in SoCal history.

Relativity

At the puppy pound this week, we can find...



Preston's brother Petey.



Preston's sister Prudence.



And Preston's cousin from Mexico, Pepe.

Fungus sausage cookies

Back in the kitchen again. I've got all 4 burners on the stove adding to the global warming problem. Month long heat wave be damned! A man has to eat.



Mushroom and pea risotto. And I folded 5 loads of laundry.



Sausage and spinach pasta. And I washed the sheets.



Chocolate gravel cookies. And late night skinny dippin.



And Preston is fluffy after a bath and brushing.

Olestra

AC in the car sprung a leak. I've got a pool in the passenger side foot well.



Irrigation sprinkler sprung aa leak. I've got a pool in the passenger side driveway.

Chef's salty...

I found this sign next to the cafeteria cash register. I seem to be the only one disturbed by this.