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I love pumpkin, but I needed a break from the ubiquitous pumpkin flavored goods in our house—biscuits and whoopie pies and even creme brulee that E made a few nights ago. I may have to get my flapper dress for Halloween an extra size bigger at the rate I’m inhaling these sugary treats.
Working on Labor Day? No way! This weekend, we made plans to get in some beach time for the last weekend of the summer.
Rating: Our herbs had grown to an obscene height–they’re almost larger than the bamboo tree we have back there near the door. The only way to tame the forest growing on our balcony is to prune—and make pesto.
E and I are back on track. So, I’m back in the kitchen.
“There’s wind tomorrow,” E declared. “We’re going to the beach.”
You can get more done with your day when you get up early. Because I was up and at ’em at 8am Saturday morning, I had coffee on the balcony with E, drove to Fairway AND nabbed the closest parking spot possible to the front door, bought enough groceries for the week, unloaded them at […]
