I was in People's Pharmacy and this adorable girl/woman said, "Michele?"
I got that blank look in my eyes because I didn't recognize her so my brain went into overdrive searching the memory chip.
(My brain is already in overdrive when I'm in People's Pharmacy here in Austin because there is sooooo much fun stuff to look at, including FOOD. Hot cooked food. Heeeeee. It really is a bit overwhelming though with so much interesting stuff and I do get a bit glazed in there.)
Come to find out, it was GATOR GIRL!
Hoo Haw she has THE funniest blog and I don't quite understand how I lost track of it these last few months, but I went back over there when I got home and omg, that girl is sooo funny. And, apparently, she's a chiropractor and works out of People's which is pretty fancy if you ask me.
Y'all go get a good laugh over at her blog, OK? http://gatortalesandeverydayramblings.blogspot.com/
I'm gonna have to track her down more often, cuz she is my kinda girl: funny, smart, friendly, a doctor.
Hell, I should marry her!
Some food love from the last couple of days:
Omg, the cleanup is HELL.
I'm not sure if the benefits of juicing and eating raw outweigh the stress of cleaning up 456,998 times a day.
I "need" a different kitchen if I am to be this healthy, I can tell you that.
I "need" a LOT more counter space and a island with a prep sink in it.
That's gonna happen "real soon."
I also need a mandolin and a dehydrator.
FinnigantheCurious said this was BLOOD drink.
I was tempted to tell him it was the blood of my suffering for being a mother.
HAHAHAH. That's what a good old-fashioned Catholic would have said.
Fortunately, people don't really do that shit anymore.
Well, I don't at least. Not being a Catholic anymore and not being old-fashioned and all.
I wish you could know how giant this bowl is.
I ate it all and licked it clean. (TWSS)
Did I already show y'all my new Thryallis?
I love my new Thryallis.
I moved those oilcloth chairs over behind it and it looks just perfect.
La, la, la.
Finn's sugar snap peas.
We've been measuring them every 3 days. HOLY crap, y'all, those things grow more than an inch a day.
Like my ass.
When I'm not eating raw, that is.
Broccoli, swiss chard, and a volunteer basil.
Also a volunteer bottle tree growing.
Typical Texas garden with multi-season plants all growing together.
It's October 25 - HOT and muggy here.
Parisian Market Carrots.
Plllleeeease grow. Please, please, please grow Parisian Market Carrots.
EEK, it's a LEEK!
I went down to a neighbor's (awesome) garden and they fronted me some leeks.
Cream of potato leek soup.
Day 15, y'all, day 15.
Little figgys. Figgies?
I don't think I really like figs, but if the zombie Apocalypse happens, there will be food for us all.
Plus, my mama loves figs so I planted it for her just in case she moves here to be near her sick, homeless daughter who has no one to care for her or her ailing child.
A volunteer potato!!!
What the hell?
Potato leek soup may really happen.
Isn't it cute?
Every year I say that I am going to rip out a bunch of ornamentals and put in a giant herb bed.
Every year I plant a few measly ones in this bed.
Speaking of multi-season - I've got dill and basil and sage and a potato in the same bed.
Weird. Weird and delicious.
Some bitchin' roses that were here when we moved in.
We call them "Marguerites" because we take them down to Finn's other grandma who lives across the street from us.
She loves pink roses.
I love pink roses in her house and not in my garden of RED and YELLOWand ORANGE and PURPLE.
Precious little Mexican Mint Marigold.
Supposedly tastes like tarragon.
Tastes like chicken to me.
HAHAHA. That's a joke. You know the old, "Tastes like chiken!" thing.