Chris took the camera along to Yorkton after the flooding....
No one was seriously hurt, but the local Dairy Queen was destroyed. Now I have constant Blizzard cravings...
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
No bull
The beef supply was getting low, time to replenish.
Peter quickly ID'd the junior bull with an ornery look in his eye as the new hamburger source.
The deed was done yesterday morning. Less than an hour from field to abbatoir...that's fresh.
Sadly Junior didn't even have a chance to sow his oats, but on the other hand, neither was he shunted into the icky feed lot system.
His days ended chewing fresh grass on a green, dew-covered field.
Peter quickly ID'd the junior bull with an ornery look in his eye as the new hamburger source.
The deed was done yesterday morning. Less than an hour from field to abbatoir...that's fresh.
Sadly Junior didn't even have a chance to sow his oats, but on the other hand, neither was he shunted into the icky feed lot system.
His days ended chewing fresh grass on a green, dew-covered field.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Philosophical Breakfast...
Somehow we got the topic of global warming over rhubarb crisp (hey, it's got oatmeal AND fruit/veggies) this morning. Dad wondered why melting icecaps will cause rising sea levels. Ice is denser than water, when it melts, the level doesn't change. Wasn't that a 7th grade science project? The glass full of ice and water is currently sitting on the kitchen counter. Discussions to resume at lunch.
I noticed Peter quietly sitting just looking out the window at the (very) wet and rainy yard. I was going to ask him if he was okay and then thought..."Why wouldn't he be okay? Isn't that just as valid as sitting watching TV?"
So, I shared my train of thought. Dad agreed and pointed out when they were growing up, there was no TV, and only a little radio, so people visited more, worked together more, played cards and generally had more to do with each other. That doesn't happen anymore. Neighbours live farther apart as the homesteads disappeared, everyone has TV and internet...no need to visit.
Ain't technology grand?
UPDATE
The laws of physics remain unchanged from my time in 7th grade...the ice melted and the glass did not overflow. Whew...
UPDATE 2
Clearly science class served me well...ice is LESS DENSE than water. Duly noted Dad. :)
I noticed Peter quietly sitting just looking out the window at the (very) wet and rainy yard. I was going to ask him if he was okay and then thought..."Why wouldn't he be okay? Isn't that just as valid as sitting watching TV?"
So, I shared my train of thought. Dad agreed and pointed out when they were growing up, there was no TV, and only a little radio, so people visited more, worked together more, played cards and generally had more to do with each other. That doesn't happen anymore. Neighbours live farther apart as the homesteads disappeared, everyone has TV and internet...no need to visit.
Ain't technology grand?
UPDATE
The laws of physics remain unchanged from my time in 7th grade...the ice melted and the glass did not overflow. Whew...
UPDATE 2
Clearly science class served me well...ice is LESS DENSE than water. Duly noted Dad. :)
Monday, March 1, 2010
Day 1 - Don't tell Mom...
My sister Karen is getting married this spring (yay!) and preparations are ramping up, so Mom and Dad have gone to Calgary for a few days to go dress shopping, get fitted for a tux, hang out, etc.
So we are stunned to be bumped from our full-service living arrangements into fending for ourselves. Oh. My. God.
Day 1. I bravely headed into the kitchen this evening to reheat the leftovers Mom left for us. Yes, I can manage that. I put the rice and broccoli dish on the stove to warm... Pyrex, low heat, no problem.
I seem to have a burner dyslexia. Not for the first time, I checked all the settings and noticed that I had left that particular element on scorch instead of warm. So, I diligently take it off and walk away to set the table.
One step away and...BLAM!!!!!! An explosion of Pyrex all over the kitchen. Oh. My. God.
No physical damage done to anything but the dish and food, unless you count my near heart attack.
Of course, Dexter has to rush over to investigate and is none to happy to be turned back..."I want to see!"
Not only is the dish ruined, but what the hell are we going to eat?!?! Pull out the toaster - suck it up everyone.
NOW I'll be scouring the local emporiums clutching the surviving lid trying to find a suitable replacement for the 30 year old favourite casserole dish. Fun!
Fingers crossed that tomorrow's re-heating experience goes smoother. :)
On the plus side, I did remember to mist the seedlings being nurtured in the basement. Please God, let the heliotrope survived the four days. Can I do it?!?!
Stay tuned...everything is completely under control. Honestly.
So we are stunned to be bumped from our full-service living arrangements into fending for ourselves. Oh. My. God.
Day 1. I bravely headed into the kitchen this evening to reheat the leftovers Mom left for us. Yes, I can manage that. I put the rice and broccoli dish on the stove to warm... Pyrex, low heat, no problem.
I seem to have a burner dyslexia. Not for the first time, I checked all the settings and noticed that I had left that particular element on scorch instead of warm. So, I diligently take it off and walk away to set the table.
One step away and...BLAM!!!!!! An explosion of Pyrex all over the kitchen. Oh. My. God.
No physical damage done to anything but the dish and food, unless you count my near heart attack.
Of course, Dexter has to rush over to investigate and is none to happy to be turned back..."I want to see!"
Not only is the dish ruined, but what the hell are we going to eat?!?! Pull out the toaster - suck it up everyone.
NOW I'll be scouring the local emporiums clutching the surviving lid trying to find a suitable replacement for the 30 year old favourite casserole dish. Fun!
Fingers crossed that tomorrow's re-heating experience goes smoother. :)
On the plus side, I did remember to mist the seedlings being nurtured in the basement. Please God, let the heliotrope survived the four days. Can I do it?!?!
Stay tuned...everything is completely under control. Honestly.
Friday, November 20, 2009
The corner store
I woke up in Parry Sound today. The rain has stopped. It's a bit grey, the clouds are low and moving fast.
There was a nice lady at the MAC's corner store. I just asked for a pad and pen and she told me her life history of working at MAC's. She had been working at MAC's for nine years and was just transferred to this store. She has only been at this store for 4 months but everything is different! She's still trying to find her way around. The only reason she could find the paper and pens was that she put them there yesterday. She was hilarious and a sweetie in coke bottle glasses.
There was a nice lady at the MAC's corner store. I just asked for a pad and pen and she told me her life history of working at MAC's. She had been working at MAC's for nine years and was just transferred to this store. She has only been at this store for 4 months but everything is different! She's still trying to find her way around. The only reason she could find the paper and pens was that she put them there yesterday. She was hilarious and a sweetie in coke bottle glasses.
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