Sunday, April 05, 2020

Long time, no see. World has changed in the past month, Americans' day to day. Most engines (social, economic, medical) are struggling, sputtering, awaiting roadside or any assistance.  A friend just moved to the country, what do you see out the window? Her ugly propane tank. Which leads to a rabbit hole search of propane tank as public art. No, I am not going to host-post a pinterest style page of clippings. Well, maybe just one link. I had such a fondness for sitting atop the propane tank at the farm as a child, go cowgirl.By then the cows and horses had been given their exit, gardens remained, and some chickens, steered by a mean rooster.

Look At Me Now Photograph by Dave Dresser

Saturday, December 07, 2019

Long Time No Post

I have emerged from a readjustment, a pause in the flow of things.

Somehow the following seems the most innocent foursome I have read about:

"The Plaza maintains a Betsey Johnson-designed suite in honor of Eloise, the capricious six-year-old that fictionally lived on the property. It was here that Nimer, another member of the butler team, had his most bizarre service experience to date. A request was put in for someone to come up and read the beloved children's book as a bedtime story, but when Nimer arrived there were no children to be found. Four thirtysomethings were neatly tucked into one, large bed. Concealing his shock, Nimer read to them for 90 minutes—then tracked down Eloise on video, in case they hadn't had enough."

Tuesday, January 08, 2019

The Weather

Ah, the ebb and flow (having a quasi friendly disagreement with someone).  Why can't I remember the natural order of the tides? That tsunamis are part of the order? Do honeybees always get along? Ants apparently do. They are masterminds. I am fighting with them at the moment, too, with the wrath of the old testament. Old Testament Pest Control. I bet that domain is available. 

Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Monetization: bah humbug

Long time no post. Shall I turn this thing into a food blog WITHOUT ads and boring story attached? Here goes:

2 to 3 very ripe bananas, peeled
1/3 cup melted butter
1 teaspoon baking soda
Pinch of salt
1/4 cup sugar (if that)
1 large egg, beaten
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups of all-purpose flour, part WW
Walnuts, dried fruit

1 Preheat the oven to 350°F and butter a 4x8-inch loaf pan.
2 In a mixing bowl, mash the ripe bananas with a fork until completely smooth. Stir the melted butter into the mashed bananas.
3 Mix in the baking soda and salt. Stir in the sugar, beaten egg, and vanilla extract. Mix in the flour. Mix in the walnuts; you can toast them first. Throw in some chopped dried fruit.
4 Pour the batter into prepared loaf pan. Bake for 50 minutes to 1 hour at 350°F, or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
5 Remove from oven and let cool in the pan for a few minutes. Then remove the banana bread from the pan and let cool completely before serving.

Friend advises trying a GF version with something from "Bob's Mills."

Thursday, July 05, 2018

Nothing whimsical to report

Taking a break from posting, until whimsical spirit arises anew, across the country. 

At any rate, here I am in high school era, with a few folks, including racer Roger Ward and Eartha Kitt. 

Monday, March 20, 2017

Speed demons

I would like to hit the Washington DC museums at some point, for 3 or 4 days. In a rapid change of thought process, I bring up that my friend H. is joining me in Indiana April  6--it's about a 7-hour drive from Asheville if she steps on it, which she shall, because underneath that calm strong yoga exterior there's a speed demon driver. I almost bought her a gift certificate to take a car around Sears Points Raceway. I can't remember why we decided against it. The goal this race will be to become speed demons in sorting through 60 years of goodies in the family manse. 

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

'Tis the Season celebrate Mom and Frisky life...