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Saturday Afternoon With the Girls

by serafinaholt

July 2, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Saturday Afternoon With the Girls

by serafinaholt

July 2, 2011 No Comments Full Story

The Wolf is at the Door

by serafinaholt

You just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Wake up, eat breakfast, go to work and do your job, come home and make supper, maybe do a load of laundry. Remember to shower. Try not to think about it, but think about it anyway. Be grateful for what you have, always come back to being grateful, because being bitter about what you don't have only makes it heavier. Laugh whenever you can, cry when you can't laugh and then drink some wine and try again to laugh. Breathe in, brea

July 1, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Friday Night is for Pizza

by serafinaholt

For supper we went to the Sabraton location of Pizza Al's. Dudes, this is some gigantic, greasy, tasty pizza! I won't say it is better than my Bakery, but it was certainly fast, friendly service. The place had a steady stream of dine in and take out customers the whole time we were there! They have several kinds of beer on tap, including a crisp Italian pilsner which Keith ordered, served in the traditional plastic cup. If you are picking up takeout you can buy a 6-pack, or a 2 litre of sod

June 24, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Monday Brunch

by serafinaholt

Crustless Quiche with Beet Greens and Havarti CheeseMy Beloved brought me more beets from the farmers market Saturday, and while I immediately prepared the small jewel-like roots by braising them in beer, the red and green tops languished on my kitchen counter for a few days. This morning I plunged them into a cold water bath and sorted out the way-too-wilted parts, chopped the survivors up, and married them to eggs, cream and cheese.1/2 an onion, chopped2 small carrots, chopped1 clove garlic,

June 20, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Scenes from our Urban Garden – Mid June

by serafinaholt

I love the way this vine wound up the porch and around the flowerpot full of grass.Coffee trees.Delia and her Gigantor lemon balm. The thing was towering over my tomato bed, so we moved it. Lemon balm is a member of the mint family, and I was kind of afraid it would take over the whole raised bed. She bought it last year at the Farmers Market, and it stayed outside all winter and came back like crazy. Hopefully it will enjoy life as a potted plant!One of my hanging tomatoes and some other st

June 14, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Hot Enough For Ya?

by serafinaholt

It is June folks, and even though technically Summer doesn't begin till the Solstice on the 21st, the temperatures here would like to convince you otherwise. My trusty thermometer is on the shady back porch, and this reading is pretty cool compared to the inside of my kitchen.Maybe I'm crazy, or maybe I really am somewhat reptilian, but this weather makes me happy! Today when I came home from work (where, in spite of recent AC repairs the median temperature in my workspace was upwards of 80 de

June 9, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Beets are the new Breakfast

by serafinaholt

Morgantown celebrated summertime with our fifth Farmers Market of the season yesterday. Since I have to work, Keith and Delia went down and brought home some deliciousness. One bunch of chard, two green and two red tomatoes, some local honey, and my first bunch of beets of the season. They also got a cat grass plant, for Naomi's birthday as a gift for her cat Sharkey.Since Delia was away this morning at the sleepover, I had the chance to make VEGETABLES FOR BREAKFAST, which is like a d

June 5, 2011 No Comments Full Story

Poem of the Day

by serafinaholt

Lunch Will Be Served by Eleanor Lerman Just when you think that you areon the road to success and themedications have calmed downyour wife, plus a big sale atthe foodstore means that youcan finally buy your cat adecent meal—that's whenyou get the news that it's timeto stare calamity in the face And what a face: it comesat you like a speeding pieIt has three eyes. It was createdby a

June 1, 2011 No Comments Full Story

The Life and Death of Sherbo the Cat

by Azie

The summer of 1996 is best remembered by the Olympic games in Atlanta. What I’ve always loved most about both summer and winter Olympics is the ability they have to utterly transfix us on the most obscure of events. Curling comes to mind for the winter Olympics. At no other time can we imagine watching teams slide rocks and sweep ice. While the summer Olympics may not have as absurd an equivalent, we still end up riveted by sports that we would otherwise click right past. Men’s gymnastics is

May 18, 2011 1 Comment Full Story

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