Quotidian: daily, usual or customary;
everyday; ordinary; commonplace
Crisp, juicy apples from an old tree in our yard: if only they had flavor.
For the dogs and burgers (recipe).
If you don’t know what to cook, fry up some peppers and onions. Inspiration will follow.
Grilled bun, homemade cheddar and colby, bacon, and sweet pickles.
If this hurts your eyes, imagine my poor nose!
(Scent of dead mouse with a dash of rotten potato, anyone?)
Bakery loot.
Long day.
In my mind, all butter dishes glow.
photo credit: my younger son
The sofa ate my phone, and then my husband’s hand. Hilarity ensued.
Golden Birthday: 23 on the 23rd.
This same time, years previous: vote!, 2017 garden notes and stats, the quotidian (10.24.16), winter squash soup with corn relish, our cracking whip, random, breaking news, aging, it’s over.
4 Comments
Irene Hartrum
I have apples like that, last year a bumper crop, made apple butter with them. I never added sugar. They were SO sweet and delicious. eating out of hand, blah. Cooked YUM!
Judith Lehman
I went to the apple tasting at Monticello and the takeaway for me is that apples were gathered for cider mostly during Johnny Appleseed’s time which is why the type of apple made little difference. They were to make a nice winter beverage that would store and get better over time.
Karen
When I first read this, I thought you were feeding the buns to the dogs. LOL
What on earth happened to that jar? Just didn’t seal?
Birthday Boy does not look happy! If he does not want that granola, you can send it to Louisiana! LOL
Coleen
Karen, I read it the same way as you did….LOL
And I agree, Birthday boy does not look happy or thats just his serious face.