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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…

What is this I see? A strawberry margarita, getting extra fizzy! Made for Jett (mostly) and his girlfriend Peyton’s first visit to our house. Delicious as it is, it was quite well received.

We had a most excellent time of green chile, pinto bean, homemade tortilla, and chocolate cake eating. There was also, as you might have guessed, a fine Garden of the Gods morning, favorite dive bar hanging (O’Furrys), puzzle assembling (two!), movie watching (three!), and fine conversation. A very, very good weekend together.

I am not a clean as I go cook, so this is the detritus of baking an apple cider donut cake with caramel frosting; biscochitos; and a whipped cream cheese and feta dip, with bacon jam for our sleepover with Michael and Mary. It was worth the mess, dear friends!

Greg celebrates helping me clean up with a little port and rye cocktail. The name escapes me, but oh, the flavor!

Here we are exploring the Boettcher Mansion atop Lookout Mountain, an activity I’d long hoped to do. Not gonna lie, the company was better than the space, but we did it!

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A slice of the backyard garden scene. This year may be one of the most lush and green – plants enormous, birds plentiful, smiles abound!

We are settling into our summer routine. Greg works on the back porch, mostly with Juniper, very often with me, sipping coffee, fountain babbling and brook-like, birds chirping, until the heat becomes too much. We head in, work some more, and enjoy a meal. The afternoon is a battle against heat, of closed blinds and fans, reading and cleaning and programming and dog jaunts.

On special days, we host a visitor – Jeff! We play games and eat exceptionally well. This time was a feast of Korean style summer favorites, bulgogi burgers, homemade pickles of the cucumber, onion, and bell pepper variety, topped with a gochujang sauce that also served as salad dressing, poutine with gochujang gravy (fries courtesy of Wendy’s!). Traditional cherry pie, made with a bounty of home grown cherries. That we had enough for pie and two jars of jam was pure joy! Then there were rum and cherry cokes, with syrup made from the cherry pits (Seriously!). Exquisite and fun and the height of summer flavors.

Happy, happy…hope you are, too.

Hello! How are you this not-so-fine, at least in Colorado, weather afternoon? Spring time in the Rockies – a real crap shoot, I tell ya.

But chocolate cake is nearly always a win! I hadn’t made any in ages, got the itch, and got it done. Greg was delighted. I was, too! I saw a recipe somewhere that had salted caramel frosting, which added a jar of caramel to buttercream, but that seemed like a lot, so I caramelized a little sugar in the cutest tiny pot from Grandma Tess, added some vanilla paste and a little water, and voila! Fabulous chocolate cake.

Bebe, my first and best beading pal! We’ve been friends for thirty years (I am nearly the age she was when we met) and making jewelry together for six. She is my sister from another mister and positively lights up my life.

And now, for a little presto-change-o! The Sundance Catalog had a ridiculously good sale on their outlet items (Thank you, Robert Redford!), and I had been eyeing these chairs for a while, so I went for it! For the original price of one chair, I bought two, a very cool shirt, and a gold necklace. I mean, seriously.

We were saving the rug for Taos, but those plans, as construction materials are still crazy expensive, are on the back burner. But this is looking more and more like our living room once the house is built, which makes my heart so happy. Plus, that chair model! More, please.

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One of my favorite fellas! And I’m feeling sentimental…

Jeff and I on our most recent weekend extravaganza, playing Terraforming Mars. A digression – I am wearing the sweater vest Mary knit for me!

We met on my first day of college, in September 1989 (almost 35 years!). We were fast friends, sharing interests in geography and geology (the classes that brought us together), music, movies, food, and humor (we still quote Seinfeld!). As much Greg’s friend as mine, once we started dating (1991), the three of us have hiked, biked, and walked mile upon mile, attended each other’s weddings, mourned the death of his mother, and later, his own marriage. He was one of a few friends to make the trip to Portland to visit.

When he stared gaming, we found another shared love. Because it’s always taken me a while to process information, I remain grateful and truly amazed by his ability to memorize rule books from the hundreds he owns and make it as simple as possible for me to grasp the gist. It is never not a fun time. I can think of few activities I’d rather do late into the night.

He is a member of my chosen family, positive and encouraging, whose presence always feels like home, whose hugs and laughter fill my heart with joy. He is all the best of everything. I love you, Jeffie…

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