Baby fuzzy chicks
3. So I fundraised yesterday. The event was wildly successful, and screamingly well organized, and people seemed to like it and feel warm and fuzzy. We (the we of work) are glad. Glad that it went so well, glad that we encountered no Acts of God, glad that we can now collapse for a few moments into tired but happy heaps. We had an actual performance this year from an out-of-town guest, the inimitable Anna Deavere Smith. I’d watch a video of hers or two if you have a moment.
2. Also. I went to a nearby farm Saturday. There were chicks at the farm. Two hens. A rooster. But like many people, I’m a sucker for the fuzzy baby animals. There were also goats, and the beginnings of beautiful squash. Ah squash season, how I love thee. The farmer promised he is growing an African squash that is similar to, but better than, butternut squash. I do not believe this is possible, but I am intrigued by the possibility.
1. I bought garlic scapes and a kohlrabi at the farm, neither of which I’m entirely sure what to do with. I think the kohlrabi will be turned into cakes with yogurt and mint sauce. I want to turn the scapes into pesto with walnuts. Jeff thinks they should be bread pudding. Perhaps there will need to be more scapes.
0. Surely there’s time for a nap now?
2 Comments
feel free to leave a few words of your own...Abby — Tue May 11, 2010 at 1:37 pm (link)Uh, yeah-you totally deserve that weeklong nap now. Glad the event went so well.
Melissa — Fri May 21, 2010 at 3:27 pm (link)FUZZY BABIES!
