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Just a little note to let y’all know that you can now follow B&B on facebook or via rss by clicking in the buttons on the top right hand side of the page or the facebook link in the sidebar. Get up to the minute updates on all the mindless drivel I see fit to tell the world!
I am a little slow to take to these things so forgive the delay, technology confuses & upsets me.
On another note, things are set to become a whole lot prettier around here. I am picking up my spankin’ new Nikon d3000 + nikkor macro lens tonight. If I can figure out how to use it all I will take some pretty pictures for you.
It is going to be so much fun documenting the progress of my garden & taking lovely photos of my flowers & baking.
xoxox Shannon
Have you ever opened your pantry to look for something & quickly thereafter decided it isn’t worth the effort? I have been doing this for the last 4 years. Instead of looking I will just go to the market & buy more of whatever I was looking for. Even when we moved house I decided it would be far too traumatic to actually look inside containers or clean anything.
Such laziness has resulted in dozens of unsorted health food store bags full of nuts, cocoa, salt, assorted flours. Hundreds of random spice packets, loose tea, half empty bags of rice. You name it I have it hidden away in the dank corners of my pantry.
It was the perfect system, until a bucketing wet weekend meant I was too afraid to drive my dodgy little hatchback to the only store in my area that stocks gelatin sheets rather than the awful powdered kind. I knew they were in there somewhere.
This was a search & rescue mission.
Good things do not always appear super attractive.
My first car - a red 1988 Toyota Corolla hatchback purchased in 2002 was probably one of the most unattractive vehicles ever to grace the roads. None the less I could fill the tank for less than $30 & drive on it for over a month, it had a rust hole in the exhaust that gave it a nice grumbly noise sounding rather more like a sports car than a cheap girly hatchback, it survived without maintenance or servicing (or cleaning) for 4 years……….until I blew the engine up when I let the radiator run bone dry. Who’s stupid idea was it anyway to let me own a car anyway?
Once the mobile mechanic delivered the coup de gras he mentioned to me that had I even occasionally serviced the car or even topped up it’s fluids that sturdy old reliable Carolla would have easily run for another 10 years.
I loved that car.
I always keep a can of peaches around in case of stressful times. To me a peach is almost as good as Valium, second only to copious amounts of full fat processed cheese. Planning a wedding it seems, is one of those ideas that is wildly romantic until you actually do it. In reality it is far more expensive than I could have possibly imagined, stressful & kind of thankless work.
If I were a smart woman I would have a quickie Vegas elopement & be done with it. But I am not a smart woman, I am a romantic fool.
A long long time ago, when I was 16 years old. I worked in a beautiful organic grocery store with a cafe overlooking stunning countryside, lakes & mountains. My employer was training me for an eventual management position & wanted me to really get into every aspect of the shop so I spent quite a lot of time in the kitchen of the cafe learning to understand the beauty of organic produce.
Like most teenagers I had never previously eaten organic food & had never paid much attention to nutrition. It was an eye opening experience into the world of food.
We ran cheese-making classes, handmade pesto from basil organically grown on site in the rich volcanic earth, milked our own goats, collected eggs from our chickens, cut sandwiches & made chocolate beetroot cakes.