Yes, we’re still working through the zucchini that our huge plants keep producing.
The majority of it ends up getting diced and thrown in with quinoa or spaghetti. Recently, though, I decided to try something different – zucchini dogs.
Here’s how it went down:
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It’s true – I ate a deep fried Snickers bar… on a stick. It was tasty, strange, and probably a bad idea. No regrets though. No regrets.
Around this time every September, the Michigan Irish Festival throws down in Muskegon, MI, which is along the shores of Lake Michigan. I’ve been attending for a few years now, and let’s just say that this year was by far the tamest for yours truly (as my case of 9-month incubatitis doesn’t allow alcohol consumption). I didn’t climb up any bridges, dance foolishly with a stout in my hand or skin my knees trying to “save” a drunk friend from getting run over by cars.
I did, however, eat way too much greasy food. A lesson was later learned by means of jittery nerves and heartburn. The full list is too embarrassing to relate here, but you’ll be happy to know that the fried chocolate bar was truly the crowning glory of the binge. I’d been waiting all week to enjoy a dessert – any dessert – at the festival. Though I hadn’t anticipated experiencing something that looked like a corn dog and tasted like Paula Dean’s version of a quirky treat.
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This week in Freelance Activity of Various Sorts…
On Monday and Wednesday, my book buddy and I audited a class about dead stuff.
Those of you that know me know just how typical this is. For the rest of you, the lowdown is thus:
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(the food’s not pretty, so you get the bonus of our goldfish Bob and Carol)
The time for hearty eating is returning, I fear, and along with it, a new and quirky Haphazard Recipe!
I’m quite certain that I didn’t create something truly new here. I was poking around the kitchen, trying to think of what I could make to use up certain fresh ingredients, utilize the store of dry ingredients and combine veggies, fiber and protein.
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Just so we’re all clear:
I’m 13 weeks pregnant. Today. We are now officially in the second trimester of this happy little project!
Our baby’s prenatal names thus far include: Numpin, Grumpy and Bok Choy, often coupling the “Grumpy” with whatever the preggo sites use for fetal size comparisons: The Grumpy Sesame Seed, The Grumpy Olive, The Grumpy Lime… It amuses me, although my mother refuses to attach any word that implies less than angelic and adorable to the wee one. She’ll be an excellent grandma.
Confused? Check out Parts I and II.
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From smaller to larger water tables…
England grew up on the north eastern edge of the Atlantic Ocean with increasingly powerful monarchs, and a plaiting of the Celtic, Viking, and French cultures, which drove through the channels and previous invaders to get there. The Celts brought the paganism we know today, the Vikings brought language we might recognize, and the French brought feudalism that we’ve twisted into democracy. As generations of British mothers raised generations of English children, the national identity took shape, and there was time for scandal, and the challenging of gender barriers.
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Last week, we watched a movie called Agora. The film took place in the late 4th and early 5th centuries C.E., during a time of Roman decline, growing Christian power and a tragic loss of human knowledge.
Agora centers around the great Library at Alexandria, which was already several hundreds of years old by that time. The protagonist is Hypatia – daughter of one of the respected leaders of the university, and herself a successful mathematician, astronomer, philosopher and teacher.
Long and bloody story short, the Jews, Christians and Pagans living in Alexandria with Hyaptia did not get along. As religion so often does, it drew lines, created misconceptions and led to horrible fighting. The library and its scholars came to be seen as protectors of godless activity and witchcraft. Hyaptia especially was targeted as one of the last philosophers, a pagan and a woman. Without giving away the ending, I’ll just say that her treatment, and that of the library itself, at the hands of the Christians is ghastly.
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As a freelance writer, I’ve bounced around the house, looking for that perfect work space. Since our house is pretty small, I only have a few options.
And even fewer that work.
I was very bummed when the boudoir-office fell though. My boudoir is the red room behind our bedroom that holds our clothes, various craft WIPs and all the girlie stuff that just doesn’t work in the rest of the house – like feather boas and Mardi Gras beads and pinup posters. It’s a froof-fest, and I love it. It was going to be the perfect space for isolating myself from the rest of the house and getting in that creative zone.
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I’ve been sort of obsessed with peaches. They have to be just about the sweetest, juiciest and sexiest fruits out there.
I picked out some great ones at the farmers’ market a couple of weeks ago. I can’t even tell you… I didn’t know such feelings were even possible for fruit. I’d find myself just staring at them in the fruit bowl, waiting anxiously until it was time to eat the next one. Sometimes I’d pick them up just to feel the velvety flesh, and then press them gently to my nose to catch a whiff of their scent.
The husband and I each ate one a day until they were gone – all too soon.
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I always say that red is my favorite color. When it comes to food, flowers, decor and mundane objects, I suppose that’s the truth.
But I also love blue. Aside from green (a hue I don’t claim as my own for weird reasons only a fellow synesthete could understand), blue is the color that best represents life and growth. All you have to do is look at a picture of Earth to realize how basic and influential it is.
Imagine a world without blue. No blue sky. No blue eyes. No blue water because it’s reflecting the blue sky. Blueberries. Delphiniums. Blue raspberry vodka… None of it. Eeyore may have been a blue downer, but a world without blue is just depressing.
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