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Foxes and Sockses and Boxes

Yes, I still have a few boxes and a lot of moving materials including one large folder with places for moving sheets, inventory, et al. Also one for where we’re moving with space for locations, and papers.

I’ll be ready when we move. I even have new moving tape for the prime dispenser and box cutters, scissors and permanent markers for boxes. Also labels in different colors. One is car, another home/MBR or whatever room, storage and discard. Oh, we’re not moving. I just have all the stuff. Ask me about the “Tuscan Retreat” someday. I got in trouble for that.

First I must say I am not a plant person. I killed two thyme plants and two sage plants this spring. OK, one cilantro is about to be pronounced DOA. Yes, I am a serial plant killer.

They spent forever planting my herb garden downstairs so I had to create my own in three containers indoors. The basil and some cilantro and rosemary are doing well. Yesterday I went to see the community garden and was very pleased that residents are “shopping” there. They tear off the buds, I bring small scissors and as it is such a short growing season, weekly I try to keep the plants from “bolting” too soon.

Yesterday I picked some thyme, sage, parsley and chives for an herb butter I’ll make and perhaps place in an old-fashioned ice cube tray (aluminum with the handle to get the cubes out, oh, you’re too young). The tray was a gift from my mother-in-law. Great gal.

As to socks I used to wear run-of-the-mill bargain-basement socks. Then I started taking care of Sage, the neighbors’ new pup. No way I could flood or dry him out, like the herb, a great dog and I hope he is doing well.

Two roommate gals worked sales for SmartWool and ProBar. Guess what I got for taking good care of Sage? In the beginning I was so concerned about wearing $20 SmartWool socks that I bought $8 Crocs from the sale bin at the outlet store to protect them, until I nearly was electrocuted in the dry mountain climate by touching the thermostat, thrown back into the dishwasher and I fried the control panel. It, and I were immediately fixed.

No more Crocs indoors, I’ve at least 10 pair and wear them outdoors, even winter boots, and leave them on a dog towel inside the “mud room.”

Now I need to wear compression socks, doc says, for circulation. They cost $50 per pair, so I wear SmartWool over them when in the house, after taking off my Crocs at the door. I wear simple clothing and it is amazing to me that every day I’m wearing $70 on my feet without shoes, while cooking and playing with the dog!

Oh, I’ve about ten pair of unopened SmartWool socks and two of unopened compression socks so I’ve years to go. Now I need to find out Crocs sizing as I need a couple more pair. Thanks, neighbors, and Sage. Dee

Ode to Butchers

I’m amazed at what butchers can do, both good and bad. Years ago I’d be sent three miles down the road to what amounted to a convenience store and there would be an entire deer lying on the table waiting to be broken down. Hopefully the hunter field-dressed it, and had a license and was in season.

A lot of cooking ideas are going on right now. My husband usually “mans” the grill and was inaugurating a new grill brush that does not leave metal shards in our food.

Pork tenderloins looked good so I got two. I also asked the beer/wine guy about a hard apple or pear cider. I arrived home with one bottle of local French-style apple cider. From the cupboard came a 2 qt. Pyrex cooker with lid. I salted and peppered the pork, arranged it, added fresh sage and rosemary and a bit of dried thyme then submerged it in the cider for a couple of hours on the counter, turning it once.

It was then patted dry, coated it with olive oil, a bit more seasoning and my husband placed it on his clean grill.

Now is the fun part. I bought a nest of Saturn (flat, funky) peaches yesterday, rinsed two of them and took them off the stone, skin went into the “recipe.” Into the food processor with 1/4 medium red onion and a couple tbsp. amber honey. Salt and pepper. Then I tasted it and finished with enough sriracha to give it a bit of heat. Perhaps some ancho chili powder at first but that wasn’t enough. Buzz it up and it was not a glaze, it was a sauce. It looks kind of like applesauce but thinner, which is also great with pork. Marinated in apple, finished with peach. Dad never liked fruit with meat. We do. If our butchers read this, I just made up this recipe yesterday, on the fly. I’m sure they can enhance it.

Dinner was served with a simple potato salad and a green salad. I’ve enough pork left over for lunch, and give a couple of slices to my butchers. Sauce will need to be made for them, but if they give me good protein, I can do great things with it. What better way to thank a provider than to provide, to bring cooked food into the grocery store to thank those who provided the inspiration. Dee

ps I forgot to thank the new grill brush for its inaugural efforts on our behalf.  Bobby Flay would be proud.