My very favorite bird call is that of a junco. If you are not familiar with their song you can check them out a The Cornell Lab of Ornithology All About Birds.
We have a tree in our backyard that is popular with juncos. There has been a junco singing in that tree every summer for as long as I can remember. I love, love, love listening to it sing on a gentle, sunny morning.
Hmmmm. What to do with that colossal bag of quinoa I got from Costco?? Quinoa salad!
There are lots of recipes online and it makes for a yummy salad. A nice alternative to rice AND I actually cook it in my rice cooker. Bonus.
My first exposure to a rice cooker was in Japan. I know there are lots here but I had never seen one in action. I thought it was the cat's meow, so I ordered one from Amazon when I got home. It is a Zojurishi brand and it is brilliant. In typical Japanese-electronics style, it 'sings' a little tune when I turn it on and when it is finished. Cooking appliances that sing? Extra brilliant. I wonder if a Big Green Egg sings?
Perspective. It effects everything. Everything in photography. Everything in life.
Take the berg in the picture to the left. When you come upon it at sea level it takes your breath away. It looks so impressive and huuuuuge, with the rugged landscape, houses, and Fort Amherst to one side.
Here in NL, a crackie is a dog that is 'blessed' with a spunky attitude. Saucy, in fact. Brazen, even.
As an example of the use of 'crackie' in conversation, just imagine your bestie is getting a bit lippy with you, you know, all saucy-like. You might say 'mind now, you saucy little crackie'. After which, she will likely mind. And not be saucy. Maybe.
You can find the definition of a cracky in The Dictionary of Newfoundland English.
I wasn't fussy about Fisherman's Brewis when I was a kid. I love it now. Love it. Funny how taste buds change as we age!
The word 'brewis' is pronounced the same as 'bruise', you know, those things you were full of when you were a kid running around all day long playing Red Rover, or Hide and Seek, or Hopscotch, or... well, you know what I mean.
Happy Birthday Aaron!
Aaron is our youngest son. He is currently a student in the UK.
And, he turned 25 yesterday.
And, I baked a cake for him!
Aaron doesn't get to eat this cake, BUT I did have one shipped to him, compliments of Simply Delicious Cake Company in the UK (via Amazon). Gotta love technology!
My grandmother used to call a thick piece of toast a 'Rocky Harbour slice'. They often didn't fit well in her toaster, back in the pre-bagel-friendly-toaster days.
Nan always had homemade bread and her Rocky Harbour toast was fantastic. It was best dipped into a mug of hot chocolate (made from scratch using just milk, cocoa and a bit of sugar). And, if you have never tried that, you really should. Yum! But beware, the skinny store-bought bread is just not the same.
Well, you may think there is nothing very photogenic about housework and I would suggest that you are right!
Nothing. Nada. Zip.
So, as I was trying to dust this place back into shape today, my mind kept wandering to the the reason I was cleaning. Call to the Bar, The Law Society of Newfoundland and Labrador. My brother will be staying with us for a few days for that very reason.
I am a huge fan of leftovers. I appreciate that they make my life easier without compromising nutritional value, and actually adding to economic value.
I read an article yesterday that says that Canadians, on average, throw out around half their food. Whaaaat?? I can't believe the amount is that high!
The Joy of Cooking cookbook has a great recipe for banana bread that I have used for the past 31 (yikes!!) years. Page 624: Quick Banana Bread. It is one of the more 'seasoned' pages in the book. What can I say? Messy girl.
I tend to use the sink as a garbage container, much to my husband's chagrin. In my defense, there is a method to my madness. I don't want to handle the door to the garbage cupboard while I am doing food prep. Food safety. Cross contamination potential. I will admit that there may be other ways around that, but I do get a certain amount of pleasure slam dunking egg shells into the sink!
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