Life savor

A lone surviving matsu apple from the tree. Untouched by rodent teeth or bird beaks. A perfectly formed apple fragrant enough to tempt Snow White. Because Snow's stupid for taking food from strangers, probably due to that double X chromosome. That Eve woman from way back also had a weakness for taking fruit from unsavory characters.



Bourbon glazed baby back ribs. This savory character will enjoy these savory baby back ribs.

Super mon

Cardamon gelato. Because I rediscovered the jar of green cardamon pods towards the back of the spice shelf. A musky minty freshness. Surprisingly delicate in gelato form. I will consider adding dark chocolate chips next time for a high-falootin' version of mint chocolate chip. Good with a strong cup of tea.

Simmer down now

They just keep multiplying... Eeee... drowning in tomatos soon. Like Star Trek Tribbles.



But I am prepared for the onslaught. Trusty Amazon.com brings me the tomato squoosher contraption. Can anyone say Tribble puree?



Simmer down now. Yes, I sorted all the tomatos by color so I can have differently colored tomato sauces. I shall have to plant more green tomatos next year.



A jar of red. A jar of yellow. Infinitely more delicious than a jar from supermarket. And my counter is no longer over run with Tribbles.

Cheap greens

Look at all the wonderous colors. I will be swimming in tomatoes soon. This is only the beginning. I may have over planted the tomato crops.



From a financial point of view, growing my own tomatillos at home is a money losing proposition. Why do I bother?



There is only one logical outcome with 2lbs/99cent tomatillos (and a few fresh from the garden)- THE PORK! Wonderous delicious PORK. Double batchey goodness of PORK. Never get tired of THE PORK.

Box avoidance

The very last box to be unpacked and filed. A momentous occasion. More than 5 years after I moved in.



Pasta with swiss chard to celebrate. Aside from the occasional onions and potatos, I'm now produce independant. Yay.

Double vision

Mr Round Mirror is hung on a feng shui auspicious wall after nearly a year of hiatus propped up in a corner. It's supposed to double the food in the dining room. Progress in my ongoing attempts to get the crap off the floor.



Filing papers away, hanging things on the wall. More crap off the floor! And I brush my teeth more often.



Just the tip of the iceburg of the impending tomato harvest. More that just double. That feng shui mirror sure works fast.

Crestful

There's something about the laws of time and space that stretches weekend projects into months. The color was chosen to evoke refreshing pool water in the afternoon. But I get more of a refreshing toothpaste feeling. I like it!

What would chicken breast drive?

The bonus of roasting a whole chicken is the leftovers. Despite my ability to consume massive quantities, I almost always have leftover roast chicken because I don't like chicken breast meat. The blandest most tasteless part of the chicken. It's the Toyota Camry of chicken bits. You might as well not eat a chicken at that point. But since nothing goes to waste, chicken breast gets zinged up with pesto and gnocci.

Hot chicks

So it's the middle of a sweltering summer, and Davy says, "I think I'll roast a chicken tonight." Not the most wise decision, but the chicken was deeelicious. But that may be the heat stroke talking.

Optimus primer

Chili mac! I bet mine tastes better than the recipe on Hormel's web site. It went something like this: 1 can Hormel chili with beans. 1 can Dinty Moore beef stew. 1 jar Pace salsa picante. 1 cup macaroni. Simmer all in a pot. Eat until obese. Die of heart disease.



Red room. Red room. No more.



All chaulked and primed and ready for color. What color will the walls be? Shhh... it's a surprise.

Mii skanks

Rat patootie gratin. Cheese and breadcrumbs make any leftover into a tasty 50's casserole treat!



There's a party going on in my Nintendo Wii. Paris Hilton hangs out there.



And her pal Lindsay Lohan. I think Lindsay should hook up with Al Gore III in rehab. They'd make a cute couple.



But there's no hope for Britney. But at least she's no longer with that loser. My Wii will not be tainted by the likes of K-Fed.



And when you have so many skanks partying in the Nintendo. You need Oprah to help sort them out.



And Tyra Banks as a hipper talk show for a younger edgier audience.



And Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen can join the party too. I forgot which is which. And they still look like monkeys to me.



And I'm not waiting until this fall for the Spice Girls reunion tour. I have my Spice Girls right now!

Hot chilly

One has to question my sanity when I simmer big pots of food during hot spells. But this is the best Chili Davy ever. Inspired by Mexican mole and bbq sauces, there are chocolate and pears in the chili. And the remains of a jar of apple butter. And bacon. Bacon makes everything good.



Pumpkin limoncello rissotto. And backyard tomatos unblemished from rat incisors.

Dried up jerkies

Global warming continues. Said hummingbird dehydrated and turned into hummingbird jerky mid-flight. I shall box this up and FedEx it to Dick Cheney.

Rat fink

Some RatPatootie made from garden bounty. Ironically, the tomatos are canned because the garden tomatos have been eaten by... rats.



Zabaglione gelato. I think I put too much rum and marsala in the mix. I got drunk off of ice cream. How many people can say that?