Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Now that we're in Deep Summer, or basically only a few days short of a month until fall officially beings on Sept. 23rd, there is an urgency in the air as if every living thing was trying to make the most of what remains of the long, warm days.
For us, it's been a good summer, thankfully. There's been many caprese salads to prepare with fresh tomatoes from the farmer's market, fresh basil from my glorious plant in my small huerto and Ohio-made mozzarella cheese.
There's also been several trips to our favorite nearby orchard for fresh peaches, which have made for several each-one-better-than-the-next peach galettes, and one visit to the pool at my parents-in-law's compound, where my husband spent some quality time on a inflatable chair.
While there, we looked through old recipes and cooking books and came across a "menu list" my mom typed up, we don't know when, of the dinners she would cook over a month's time.
We also found a small hand-written booklet my abuela prepared for my mom, when she had just married my father, for easy recipes that he liked. The booklet, in my abuela's painstakingly clear script, is adorable and very valuable as a memento of her personality and style. All the recipes, for some reason, are egg dishes.
Today, the first years arrived on campus for their week-long Orientation and classes begin next Thursday. I am, thanks to a teaching fellowship award, not teaching this year, so I am thankfully spared the last-minute jitters and stress that each semester brings. I am, however, advising three first years this year, as part of my work with a summer retention program, so I will be meeting with them and their parents tomorrow.
Also today I returned to the quilting shop where I took classes last year, and paid in full for the American Beauty quilt set that I put a deposit on almost a year ago. I hope to start another beginning class in September and get started on the first me-made quilt for our bed, to be completed (hopefully) before I go back to the classroom next year.
Summer goes so quickly. I know I will miss it terribly once the days begin to get colder. But, for now, I'm not thinking about that. Instead, I plan to make the absolute most of every one of the next 34 days.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Lizzy, for her part, has been trying to claim the cat bed that is really Chiquita's bed and not doing very well at it, while Darwin, who has been spending a lot of time in our bedroom since we had our ugly carpets torn off and had a wood laminate floor installed, likes the idea of hanging from my open drawer.
Landoll's Mohican Castle for lunch. It wasn't much of a castle, at least not as we imagined, but the food was good and the ride through some beautiful country, so we didn't complain.
Food, Inc., the documentary about the agricultural industry in this country, which has made me vow NEVER to eat again a mass produced piece of meat or eggs or vegetable, if I can possibly avoid it. I've also requested Tomatoland: How Modern Industrial Agriculture Destroyed Our Most Alluring Fruit from the library so I can learn more about what we eat when we buy produce in supermarkets.
Two years ago, I listened to an audiobook of Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle and it changed my understanding of what it means to be a consumer of mass-produced food in this country and made me embark on a more purposeful effort to become a locavore. One of the real perks of living in Ohio is the bounty of farm fresh produce that we can get, and the Amish baked goods (including ready made pie crusts!).
As my papi might say: Sigue pa'lante y pa'trás ni pa' coger impulso.