Another happy evening in the Shire...

[msfledermaus]

I swear, living on the Island makes me feel more and more like a Hobbit every day. I came home to a fine convocation of riffraff on my patio furniture, complete with the goats plural and a large duck-curry pie in the making. I had Phil and Karen, who were also smoking a beautiful piece of pork in the smoker, Ben and Peaty, who were still very stoked from the New York Times article about the chicken coop, and Captain Emily, who had been drawing fabulous monsters for weeks. Her masterpiece of the day was a piece I ended up naming, "Yodeling Nipple-Frog" which amused her no end. We all competed fiercely, but Ben the Neighbor won, as he has cash in hand and we'd all have to go sprinting to our homes to go get money. I hope she does a series, and I've already agreed to write text for the didactic for it:)

The petting zoo was in full force, since I brought Shamu outside to play in his rabbit playpen.
After some burrowing under my chin in apprehension, he got into it and frolicked around. And nosed my cellphone...


Finally the pies were done--one was the amazing duck-curry pie. It had carrots in it. I hate cooked carrots, but these were wonderful! The crust was amazing, with a secret ingredient added--goose fat. We all looked at Pierre the Goose with speculation in our eyes after we finished off that yummy, yummy pie. Then there was dessert--a rhubard, strawberry and blueberry pie, still oozy and hot from the oven. So much yum in one place, people!!!


I went to bed full and tired, and happy. After last night, I wouldn't be at all surprised to see a couple of hobbits hightailing it out of the garden, yelling, "Look! MUSHROOMS!"

Comments

[serendipity.livejournal.com]

Great closeup of Shamu! But poor Pierre the Goose...

[bella-donne.livejournal.com]

Your bunny is too cute! :-)

[thedarkages]

You are a very, very lucky soul. I had the worst dinner last night I've had in years -- Beth, to her credit, did not cook it. But there's no place to eat out around here without dropping rolls of coin, so we went to the cheap hippie place; my chili burrito contained no chili, but was instead a giant rice bomb. If there's one reason to move to Minneapolis besides being near you and Matt and Erin, it's the food.

[emschin.livejournal.com]

You do live in a magic place! After the troubles you had at a couple of places you deserve only happiness.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's safe enough..just...tempting,what with the succulence and nipping people and such...

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I think so too!

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

Awwww...nobody should have the rice bomb:(((

If you're ever in town, we'll make you the best burritos ever, I promise. duck optional:)

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I feel very lucky, especially after all the crap. I hope it never ends...

[thedarkages]

Well, we have Chipotle's out here, which isn't authentic but which tastes pretty good. The only problem is that Beth has an aversion to low-end chain restaurants, partially because of the food, partially because of all the things they do to make the atmosphere unpleasant so that you turn over the table quickly. I don't mind all that, if the food is decent. So we end up not going out, because places that meet Beth's standards for atmosphere are too pricey, and places with cheap food... well, you get the picture. Minneapolis solves everything. But it would be ironic if you had to go there from California to get a good burrito. (Actually, I've heard that the best burrito places in the world are in Silicon Valley.)