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I don’t suppose, after any sort of absence, that it is surprising that I would highlight food. Our daily “bread”, if you will. So here we are. Unlike the legions I assume are purchasing every manner of pumpkin spice product I spy on offer at the local grocery, because ’tis the season, my fall and winter tastes lie firmly in turkey and cranberry land, even more particularly, jellied. I can, to be quite crass, eat a shit-ton, joyfully, unapologetically.

This is a turkey meatloaf (I initially typed “meatlove,” and damn, the accuracy!) topped with a glorious, mushroom with a dash of sherry, gravy, to state the obvious. I was deeply saddened when I realized I had no jellied cranberry in the house (rectified forthwith!) but made due with a little tart apple jelly I made earlier. Heaven on a plate, my dear peeps.

Further evidence of our very high-low tastes, a little snack plate of favorites, including, the sharpest of cheddar, cheetos, and slices of american. We take our cheesy products any which way.

In the olden days, I would nearly hack my fingers to pieces in order to peel and dice a ridiculously hard winter squash, bits flying hither and thither, and generally making a mess. Until, one brilliant light bulb afternoon, I decided to put the whole thing in the oven at 400 and bake until tender. The downside to this, I suspect, is not having cute cubes drizzled in olive oil, but a nice puree with said oil or butter(!) is equally tasty. My fingers are happy and Greg, too, as there is no angry cursing involved, either. Plus, how beautiful to photograph!

A few highlights from earlier ambles about. How lucky we are to have such lovely views in walking distance.

Speaking of easy on the eyes, this is my desk immediately before posting. Actually clean and tidy! For a relatively small surface, it took nearly two hours to sort through the mess. Our life has been a little upside down, as of late, and I kept robotically moving piles of this and that, in helter skelter fashion, on and on and on, until the piles became their own chaotic entities, sliding about the desk. Madness. Fingers crossed I can keep it together for a bit.

Also, a quick note about Ducky, who has been one of my best loved toys for fifty years! How cute is he, keeping company at the keyboard.

Hello from a wee hiatus! I am back with food, which I daresay is no surprise. I mentioned a while ago that we’ve been buying bags of avocados at Costco and freezing guacamole. Here it is before popping into the freezer. I am still in awe of how great this is. It does get a tad watery, but I’m not running a restaurant here, peeps, so who needs perfection when you’ve got guacamole on demand?!

Unlike when we lived in Portland, Greg and I aren’t generally roaming the city in search of new and exciting foods on a regular basis. We have our favorite places for Indian, Korean, Italian, Japanese, bar food, and tacos, but, sadly, not Mexican, in general, because we’ve largely been disappointed or gotten food poisoning, no joke.

That said, every once in a while, we do want to try something new. I heard about a food hall called C.O.A.T.I., read some menus, and off we went! I got an arepa from Arepapi, which is basically a sandwich made with a very thick corn tortilla. Mine had steak and shrimp and amazing cheese and sauces (no longer on the menu???). I did not take a picture! It was also very messy, and I used a LOT of napkins. Greg got this gorgeous sandwich, fries, and a beer.

At the end, we shared a taro paleta (Mexican popsicle), which was creamy-dreamy delicious! They had options to fill the paper boat with every topping imaginable, but alas, we decided to be flavor purists and felt zero sadness.

It is jam and jelly making season, my friends. Pictured are apple jelly, peach, and strawberry jam. Absolutely fabulous!

Adorable peach hand pies, made with a jar of the homemade jam. This is one of those instances when the execution is NOT worth the final product. Don’t get me wrong, they were truly delicious, but dang, I tried a new dough that was ridiculously fussy, making everything take ages longer than necessary. That heart cutout, though. Sigh.

Weather predictions indicated optimal temperatures outdoors for firing the oven to 550 indoors! God bless rainy days. The pizza was as good as it looks. Also, if you never ate at BeauJo’s pizza in Boulder as a whippersnapping teen or young adult, you may not be familiar with dipping your crust in honey. Highly recommended.

We grew this gorgeous Blue Pearmain Apple! Sadly, neighborhood varmints got the majority of the harvest. It did save me from having to do something with it, however. Small mercies?

On our trip to the Mid-West three summers ago (???), we tried as many local specialties as we could: Juicy Lucy burgers, Trenary Toast, Dutchcorn, Dr. Sprecher soda, divinely crispy fried cheese curds (!!), and a Kringle Cake. I found a recipe for one (in Shauna Sever’s MidWest Made) and, with ample almond pulp to make paste and a jar of cherry jam (from our own cherries!), I forged ahead with the recipe. It uses, not a pie crust, but a danish pastry I’d never made before, but was really quite easy. It is a two day process, as there is much waiting for the dough, but totally worth it! I think I might try it with cream cheese next time. Oh, I also did not have the bandwidth to make it in the wreath shape of its origin, because, why?

Hello there! I hope your summer is a splendid one. We are quite well. We decided not to travel this year, and honestly, it’s been kind of nice. We’ve enjoyed long lounge sessions on the patio, enjoying the burble of the fountain whilst puzzling, sipping coffee and cool drinks, mostly the bubbly variety, sometimes with alcohol. We’ve also got a spa day planned, some restaurant adventures, and started some maintenance projects: cutting wood, redoing the raised bed borders, and general upkeep and trimming.

Two almond pulp soups! I am always so jazzed when I realize another way to use the bounty from milk-making. The top has chicken and pinto beans, the bottom, roasted bell pepper and tomato, both quite excellent. If you are a frequent flyer here, you will soon experience double vision, as I’ll post about these again, with their recipes!

We had ugly bananas, so I whipped up a delicious little cake with walnut frosting – using both liqueur and the toasted variety on top. It was most delicious! Plus, how cute is our butter dish?

As per usual, we shared our cherries with the birds and squirrels, finding heaps of pits littered on the ground. Also, as usual, there was still plenty for a human pie!

I was in the mood for something different, so I adapted a rhubarb custard pie recipe, and this vision of sweetness it it. It is also an almond pulp recipe, so I’ll be sharing it later. I believe it would work great with stone fruits or blueberries (maybe both!), too, so here’s to versatility.

Two firsts: An Oregon institution, McMenamins are a collection of brewpubs, restaurants, theaters, and boutique hotels located all around the state, often in formerly underused buildings, like former schools, even a reformatory and old folks home . They tend to have pretty wild and fantastical murals, an eccentric staff, and very good food and drink. At the first McMenamins we visited in Portland, the Ringler’s Annex, not too far from Powell’s on Burnside, I had a spinach salad with pickled red onion on it. They used red wine vinegar that was really dark, and I was eating in a dark restaurant, so I honestly didn’t know what I was tasting, at first. Boy, was it delicious, with this great crisp texture, and I have loved it ever since.

No surprise, I have decided that keeping a jar of pickled onion in the fridge is a must do, as it really does complement so many dishes. They’re also ridiculously easy to make: pint jar full of sliced red onion; add 2/3 cup of water and 2/3 cup white or red vinegar that’s been brought to boiling with 2 tablespoons or so of sugar (more or less to your taste); pour over sliced onion; cool and refrigerate. This taco plate is just one way we enjoy them, in which we also used the bottom of the jar of last year’s ultra-fiery cowboy candy, too. I do love a pickle!

I’ve also been buying bags of avocados at Costco, making a giant batch of guacamole and freezing half. I didn’t even know this was possible until recently, so what a pleasant surprise that was! Now to get in the territory of too much information, has anyone else, after hitting fifty (male or female), found that avocados create quite the burp fest? I used to think it was my gallbladder or the the fresh garlic (I’ve only been able to tolerate dried for probably five years, wah!), but I still had problems, so now I (and Greg) eat it in much smaller quantities and early in the day. Aging is so weird.

And now, to my friendliest friend of all friends, my best Buddy, and forever partner in loving, joking, and dreaming ~ GREG! He celebrated his birthday recently, and since it is Greg, of course the cake I made was chocolate. I filled it with a ridiculously good marshmallow frosting, and we ate it up in no time at all.

Hope you are having some fun eating adventures, wherever you may be…

Well, we finally made it to the updated and vastly improved Casa Bonita! Thank you Trey Parker and Matt Stone for giving so much love, and more critically, millions and millions of dollars to make it just right, like going through more than twenty shades to get that perfect pink!

Growing up in the Denver Metro, Casa Bonita was an important part of our childhoods. It was all over the television, with exciting commercials (!), and the first field trip I ever remember taking, when we studied Mexico, probably in second grade. Friends worked here in high school, rolling silverware, bussing tables, and roaming in nurse shoes. Greg and I, in our typical nerdy fashion, spent our fifth anniversary here, for the sheer joy of it, because, aside from the beans and sopaipillas (for which you raised a yellow flag), the food was downright terrible.

Oh, how things have changed! First off, there is a massive line to get in these days, and that is with an 11:15 reservation for lunch on a Friday! But will ya looky there. Now, the food is downright delicious, and there is plenty of it, too. There are still flags on the table (upper right hand corner), and you bet your bottom dollar we raised ours to get our bowl of hot-from-the-fryer sopaipillas. They are as delicious as I remembered.

In updating and bringing the woefully constructed Casa Bonita of yore up to code (some legit horror stories of fryer oil poured directly down the drain and pools of water next to electrical panels – yikes!), they absolutely retained the magical childhood feeling of the place. It remains big and small at the same time, with a wonderful air of whimsy.

Black Bart’s Cave seems bigger and more windy, and, of course there’s an Evil Knievel lunch box amongst his treasures!

There’s also live music, with a mariachi band and this magnificently talented Spanish guitarist just going and going. Beautiful!

Last but not least, the cliff divers, which are definitely better than ever!! Hooray and huzzah for memories and creating new ones for the generations to come.

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Hello, and how do you do? We’ve been busy and occasionally lazy with the usual sorts. Greg planted a pepper and tomato garden again this year, and these are the gorgeous fruits of his labor. They are a super drought tolerant variety called Cosmonaut. Yuri Gagarin would be most proud. They are as delicious as they look and especially fine in salsa! We used both home grown jalapenos (seen below) and green chiles (fresh and roasted) for a mouthful of magic.

As it is peak season, I also did some canning: apple butter that Grandpa would be delighted to eat, strawberry jam, a few jars of salsa, and I candied our jalapeno (on top of the burger), which turned out ridiculously spicy.

This Wilson’s Warbler has been tweeting up a storm in the back garden.

I like old fire trucks.

Another change in the living room – new art. The paintings are by Carolyn Dailey. We bought the Cowboy and Cowgirl in Nashville at Hatch Show Print, and the others are a random assortment of lovely finds. I love how it looks! Also, Juniper sunbathing.

Juniper sunbathing again.

We had a fun visit with my parents about a month ago. In addition to our usual game play, we introduced them to the wonders of Dungeons & Dragons with a little Legends of Drizzt. Now they know.

And finally, a little trip to one of our favorite local spots – Juniper Valley Ranch. Open since 1951, with hardly a menu change. It is always worth the trip!

Happy Fall…

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