Last year was my first foray into gardening. Previously, I had killed every plant I touched. Including a cactus. I threw together a quick 8x8 plot with a raised bed, and planted stuff. I was a total novice, and I’m surprised anything sprouted at all. Last year we went with:
Kale
Okra
Spinach
Mustard Greens
Cherry Tomatoes
Habanero Peppers
Zucchini
Green Beans.
This year, we are going to expand the garden into the side yard which was recently dug up. I’m going to attempt to add radishes, carrots, pumpkins, butternut squash, and regular tomatoes instead of cherries.
One of the many things I enjoy about having a child is that it forces me to eat healthier because I feed him healthy food. My last trip to the grocery store was 75% fresh fruits and vegetables, plus wheat bread, a whole chicken, and milk. So I’m looking forward to this growing season to see what I can come up with.
Tonight was Mexican night. Mike made refried beans from scratch, which naturally means that as of this moment the sink is teetering with pots and pans, waiting for me. Nay, beckoning for me.
Mike asked me to run around the corner to the grocery store for tortilla chips, but it was cold out and I didn’t want to spend money, nor did I really crave the super saltiness of bagged chips, so I offered to try my hand at cooking some up myself.
All I did was use a pizza slicer to cut a few tortillas up into 6 slices each, brushed olive oil on top, then sprinkled on some sea salt and a cilantro lime spice mix we had. In less then 10 minutes (at around 375f), we had some decent oven-toasted chips, for a fraction of the price.
I believe I can scientifically prove that mandarin oranges are the tastiest fruit in existence.
I’m currently sitting at the kitchen table doing my statistics homework for my evening class tonight. Nathan’s drinking apple cider and eating grapes and goldfish crackers in his highchair. I’m hardboiling some eggs and making chicken stock in the pressure cooker.
This is the view from the kitchen window. I’m struggling to find something in life I’m dissatisfied with. Aside from my lack of hubcaps.
