Everything tastes better when you either grow it yourself, or cook it over an open flame. Coffee brewed over a wood camp fire = 20% nomier than home coffee.
Your roomie sure is talented. If she's not running around dripping wet, wrapped only in a towel whilst prognosticating the political, she's making psalsa.
they don't grow black olives?
ReplyDeleteIndiana's not known for being olive country...
ReplyDeleteEverything tastes better when you either grow it yourself, or cook it over an open flame. Coffee brewed over a wood camp fire = 20% nomier than home coffee.
ReplyDeleteguy clark was right, that's for damned sure.
ReplyDelete...And it wasn't until we'd et it all that Tam reminded me we have chives and scallions in the garden, too. Okay, next time...!
ReplyDeleteThose little grape tomatoes are the very ritz, btw.
Try raspberries, straight from the bush, and put them on top of your own, scratch-made waffles.
ReplyDelete"Indiana's not known for being olive country"
ReplyDeleteExcept that it does grow olives, including that worthless red/autumn olive (ick).
Glad your garden is paying off.
Shootin' Buddy
There really is something tremendously satisfying about eating something grown right in the backyard.
ReplyDeleteYour roomie sure is talented. If she's not running around dripping wet, wrapped only in a towel whilst prognosticating the political, she's making psalsa.
ReplyDeleteBetween the guns, ammo and Victory garden you are well on your way to ensuring your own survival.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget, lots of tinfoil!!!