Got a couple of boners fermenting in the cupboard. Really, hard cider. I unfortunately neglected to get a photo while both of the carboys were, um, erect, one with a yellow (formerly banana flavoured) buddy. Gross. Also free.
I had dinner with Lynn. Or, this is the closest I can get/I'll take what I can.
Been picklin' 'n'a preservin' a bunch! Beets, dilly beans, apple sauce, strawberry jam, tomatoes, and I've got some apple-tomato chutney on the stove boiling down right now. I'm trying to get "over" ketchup. Rather, I guess I am already kind of "over" ketchup, which I was seriously and whole heartedly "into", which leaves me searching for a sweet and acidic substitute for eggs and things. I think this will do the trick.
Left: piles waiting to become greens in the window. Middle-right: weird window into the storage-space hallway.
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Math:
Beet soup=beet poop.
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