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Showing posts with label vegetables. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vegetables. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Satan and the Farmer's Market ...

Years ago, someone told me that pets that have more than one name are much loved.  Following this hypothesis to its natural conclusion, all of the pets in my life are incredibly loved.  This includes the puppy we call Satan, not her real name.  

How did she come to be called Satan? First, my grandfather's favorite phrase was, "The devil take it."  Second, my nephew and niece live in the south and called satin (the fabric) Satan due to the accents in the region - do it right and they do sound very similar.

I digress. But when don't I?

Every Saturday, I go to a farmer's type market where the food stuffs that aren't going to make it all the way to the chain stores goes and buy at a discount.  The market meets in multiple locations around the county; this week a friend and I went to a church location.  

"...and I said, 'Satan, get behind me.' Then I was able to see if it was safe to-" I said to my friend as I looked over the red bell peppers.  

Later she asked, "Do you have much trouble with Satan? Have you adjusted to the changes in your life?" 

As we got to what appeared to be limitless roma tomatoes, the man behind the table asked, "Just how have you conquered Satan in your life?"

I shouldn't have told him the truth, but I did.  "Usually by redirecting her to something she wants to destroy like a new stuffed animal or offering her food."

Fill in the first two parts of a Master Card commercial here because his face was priceless when i said, "The puppy's name is Satan."

Who knew a gentleman in his early 70s was so interested in giving us the bum's rush?

"Satan, indeed, gets all the blame," my friend said.

Indeed she does.

Satan, the destroyer




Thursday, February 9, 2012

waiting for my spinach to kick in ... really




What I really want, or so I tell myself, is to be excited about everything to do with vegetables.  Everything from selecting seeds to forgetting to water the plants to purchasing and overcooking them.











What I really want, if I am honest with myself, is for a pastry truck to back up to my front door and be full of calorie, guilt, and carb free pastries that are finger licking good.









I have a feeling that neither one of them is going to happen.

I don't have a green thumb.

I need a recipe to boil water.

And even the dog doesn't really want to eat any veggies I've ever cooked.

I have discovered something called a Green Julius ... think an Orange Julius that is constantly celebrating St. Patrick's Day (because it is a glorious green).  No sugar high, but no crash.  If you drink a double batch, no need to eat for the rest of the day!