tis the season for head colds and sore throats. for strategic showering-- in the early evening when my wet hair will dry in our sun-warmed little house, or on rainy mornings with my back against the wood stove. i came home from our camping trip with my nephews cold. not in the mood for chicken soup, i googled for new recipes. have been scrolling through a list by bonappetit on my ipod during in between moments for the last day and a half. tis also the season for putting up the garden. before we left to camp i helped my mom in her kitchen sort and blanch and skin and chop tomatoes. packaging them into freezer bags. later to be thawed and stirred into soup and pasta dishes. before we left on our trip I also noticed that the broccoli in my garden should be cut. came home to lots of yellow flowers. googled: okay to eat broccoli flowers? gardenguides.com says yes. boiled water while i chopped. blanched for 3ish min. remembered blanching green beans when we lived in andy's cabin while my college friend tessa was visiting. i asked her to help me time the blanching and she made a playlist on my computer of 3 minute songs to play in the background. a dunk in cold water, then bagged. one quart of garden broccoli now in the freezer. last summer i was in a good routine of putting up the broccoli and kale from my garden once a week or so. but that hasn't been the case this year. last summer was also a crappy blueberry season, so i had a little more time and energy to spare. fresh broccoli is generally affordable and available all winter, i console. i've got a pound of ground pork thawing on the stove for spaghetti, not really what i'm in the mood for but an easy dinner. flip through a few more of the bonapetit recipes. come across one that starts with 1 lb of ground pork, garlic, ginger (just had jen pick some up), cumin, pepper flakes, lots of mustard greens, rice noodles. sub kale and spaghetti noodles and i can do this. so delicious. pick all the kale from my garden that i've been meaning to blanch and freeze and make a double batch. broccoli AND soup in the freezer. dinner made. bring on the hulu...
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AuthorsMagdalen Dale and Kaite Sweval grew up a layer apart, overlapping and paralleling. Belonging to the shores of Lake Superior and yet not quite belonging. Laughing and dreaming on the bench outside the ferry booth as Mag passed the time and Kaite chose her time. Left to explore as soon as they could. And then as adults returned home, perhaps to their surprise. But glad to have each other... ‘cause we know there is strength in the differences between us and comfort where we overlap. Archives
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