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I haven't done a food post in a while, so let's have some fresh veggies, shall we?


These lovelies came out of our garden. Just picked them on Saturday. Mom and I canned marinara, salsa and tomato juice allllll day long. The gorgeous green tomato on the lefthand side is not your typical green tomato! It's called a Granny Smith, and much like the apple it's named after, it's mostly tart with just a touch of sweetness. They do not ripen, but will eventually get sort of a yellowish tinge, and are specifically for frying and grilling. We tried some on the grill Saturday and Oh. My. God. mouthgasm! Brush a little olive oil on them, salt and pepper...good eatin'! They're very firm, but soften nicely when grilled or cooked.
The yellow tomatoes are called Limmony and they're very good for canning and sauces, as they're meaty and don't have a lot of seeds or juice, but I think they're perfectly fine for just eating straight up.
The pink tomatoes are my absolute favorites ever, German Johnsons. They're sweet, juicy and positively melt in your mouth. I've never found a better tomato for just eating by themselves, although I'm sure they'd be great on a sandwich, too. Plus everyone always kids me about the name, so bonus!

I had a few leftover Romas, after the marinara-making excursion, so decided to make some homemade Pomodoro sauce for lunch. It was ubersimple. I heated some olive oil, added one clove of finely diced fresh garlic, and when that was starting to brown, put in about 1/4 cup of Balsamic vinegar. I reduced that down until it was glossy and thick, then added in two big, diced Roma tomatoes and just let that simmer with some oregano and basil while my pasta was cooking. Top with a few grates of Parmesan and...



We grew something this year that I've not had since I was a kid, but I was oh-so-happy to have them again. I used to just peel these and eat them with a little salt when I was younger, and the other day, I got to do so again. It was just like childhood. Click the cut to play Guess the Mutant Veggie. -----> )

Bele Chere

Jul. 27th, 2009 05:45 pm
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Well, I just figured out something. One of my gripes with LJ, that I liked about Facebook was the fact that I didn't have to resize pictures, edit, etc. etc., save them to Photobucket, and THEN post them on LJ. So, by clicking "insert image", I don't have to do all that? Well, lah dee dah. And here I thought I knew everything.

(Edit: That took forEVAR. I think Photobucket might possibly be quicker, rawr. AND you have to click on them to make them bigger??)

So, anyway, this weekend [ profile] nonspecific and I headed up to Asheville, NC for the Bele Chere Festival. I'd heard about it for years, but had never gone. I've got to say, it was fantastic. One of my issues with a lot of festivals is that, even though there's usually something that interests me there (oh, like food?) there's just usually not that much. I go to the Woolly Worm Festival to hang out with my family and see woolly worms racing, and I go to the Apple Festival in Erwin because, well, it's Erwin and I know everyone there.

But Bele Chere was totally different. For one thing, it was HUGE. An estimation of 300,000 to 350,000 people. Secondly, the booths, displays, shows and such were really kind of up my alley. For those who don't know about Asheville, for a southern city, it's really pretty progressive. Some might call it "hippie central" and there are certainly a lot of them there. Everywhere you walked, patchoulli and clove cigarettes permeated the air. But it's a NICE town. Very peaceful, artsy, music everywhere. And to have crammed that many people into one space, there were seriously no problems. Well, the fundevangelists were raising hell (literally) and condemning the homosecktsuals, at which point the crowd started chanting "love not hate!" which made me very happy. But 99% of the attractions were geared toward a much more, shall we say "open-minded" crowd.

On Friday night we saw Dar Williams (girl-with-guitar pop), whom I was not familiar with. She had a good voice, although I could barely see the stage for the crowd. Afterwards we mosied on over to Cracker, which was the act I really wanted to see. They sounded (and looked) great. Saturday morning, we got up and checked out Christabel and the Jons from Knoxville. There was a surprisingly large Tennessee faction there, checking out her jazzy '40s style pop. After that, we walked around, ate, checked out the booths, played some bongos and people-watched. I saw some dogs humping and there's a picture of my reaction (although sadly, no picture of the promiscuous dogs.) Even the dogs are gay in Asheville, as I'm pretty sure they were both boys. Later in the day, we checked out Yo Mama's Big Fat Booty Band, also from Knoxville. I'd heard of these guys for years and had always wondered if they were for real. I had no idea what kind of music they played, and thought they might be sort of a B-52s party band. Nooooo... They're funky funkadelic funk. Like straight-up funk and they rocked out. During the show, some kids brought over those really cool weighted hula hoops and I got up to hoop a bit to the music.
After the Booty Band, we headed over for the headliners, Old 97's, who also put on a rockin' good show. And there were more hula hoops to be had! So I hooped it up a bit more. And I had to give [ profile] aceofkittens props for her taste in men. Rhett Miller from Old 97's is a fine, fine specimen of man.

On that note, here. Have some pictures.

Did you know I knew Spiderman?

Moar. )
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I've had these photos for almost two months now, but am just now getting around to posting them. I put some up on Facebook recently, but here are a few more/different ones. I went to NYC again end of February-first of March (although this time my travels were of a more aviary nature, rather than driving) and of course, took bunches of photos. It was great, until the day I came home, which is when the big snowstorm hit half the country. I was stranded in Washington DC (where I wasn't even supposed to be) for about fifteen hours and wound up sleeping at the airport. OK, "sleeping" is a pretty generous term for what transpired there. I sacked out in a really uncomfortable chair with some people I'd bonded with who were also stranded, and we made the best of a really bad situation. Alas.. It's a story. But I made it home safely, and hope to return again very soon. In the meantime, here....have pictures.

Not many people have the balls of I
To take the bull by the horns
And make him mine all mine.

"Hanging" with the Wall Street Bull and his humongous testicles.


You could put an eye out with those things.

And it quickly degenerates from there, kids. )
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The other day, [ profile] nonspecific (who saw him in person. said that Trouble looked like he could be part Bengal. Then when I posted my new pics of him, [ profile] lostcrackerjack made the same comment. So, I started doing some research. It would appear that they might be right. I don't think he *is* purebred Bengal, but he definitely has some of the traits, tendencies and appearance. His markings are very clearly defined, moreso than those of a "regular" tabby. His fur is extremely soft, almost pelt-like, and it actually feels spongy in places, definitely different than any other kitty I've ever had. Up until now, Oreo was the softest kitty I'd ever had, and she feels like bunny fur. Trouble's fur is different, but exceptionally soft and lush, almost like a microfiber stuffed animal or something.

But what gave it away, was the meow. Apparently Bengals have a "chirp-like" meow, not like that of a regular cat. I always mock Trouble's voice, and say "when are you gonna get a real meow?" I thought it was just because he was a kitten and his voice hadn't matured yet, but he's seven months old now and still sounds like an excited squeaky toy. Bengals also tend to like water, and he is fascinated by everything that contains water...the sink, the toilet, the bathtub, his water dish. I posted the picture of him the other day dibbling his paws in the water dish. It's not uncommon for him to be wet up to his elbows (do cats have elbows?) from playing in some sort of water. And he loves to perch on the edge of the bathtub when I'm taking a bath and dunk his feet into the water. The flushing of the toilet absolutely enthralls him and he will come running from another room when he hears me flush.

They are also known for being exceptionally affectionate and loving of attention. Trouble literally has to be ON me if we're in the same room, most of the time. I thought General was an attention hog (I've often said that he thinks the sole purpose I ever sit down is to make him a lap), but I believe that Trouble is even more of a mommy's boy, if that's possible.

His markings made me curious, but after reading about Bengals, I think he just might have some Bengal ancestry. Like I said, I can't imagine he's purebred, or surely he wouldn't have wound up at the shelter (of course, you never know.) But he's a sweet kitty (most of the time), and it's just sort of interesting to think that he might be a "type" of cat, rather than a regular kittycat. Then again, Oreo is half Himalayan, has never set foot outdoors in her life, and looks like a total princess, yet she's the one who eats dirt and hair. I guess there's no accounting for background or breeding, huh?

And since everyone seemed to enjoy the pictures the other day, here...have a few (ok, a bunch) more.

I'm pretty sure he knows how adorable he is.

Toil and Trouble. )

She lives!

Sep. 15th, 2008 08:29 am
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I'm thinking that sometimes you just need to learn your lessons the hard way. Since burning half the fur off his butt didn't seem to teach him that fire is indeed hot, this time, he seems to be contemplating the other end. Maybe when he's lost a few whiskers, he'll realize that fire is hot no matter which body part you put in it.


Also, he seems to be fitting in a little better with the locals .... )


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