Sept 17
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.
Today's face, looking rather like John Lennon.
I'm sick. Alice is sick. It is some phlegmy cold thing, but it makes us tired and grumpy and sleeping is difficult even though it is all I want in life because breathing is even more difficult horizontal than vertical.
The Garlic Festival yesterday was amusing. It was a lot of local artists, growers and musicians. The musicians played onstage while people wandered about looking at crafts and artwork and tasting various garlic based foods. I found some excellent hot sauce but I really bought it because the gentleman called himself Dr. Gonzo (who was my favorite muppet) and wore goggles over the top of his black top hat. He looked straight out of Miyazaki or some other purveyor of patent medicine. Cathy and I found a bunch of tasty things to eat, and split them all making it much healthier. Plus a box of tiny heirloom multi-colored baby tomatoes. Several local organic farmers were there with fabulous lumpy tomatoes and multi-colored vegetables. I was looking for a bumper sticker to send Andy in England, figuring it would amaze the locals and spark conversations and help make friends, but I didn't see any.
Although there were many garlicky things to eat, I have to say I like my own garlic goop best of all. To make it, I take a lot of cloves of peeled garlic, mash it in the marble mortar and pestle with kosher salt to help the grinding, then stir in the nicest olive oil I have until it stiffens up. The result is incandescent, and very nice on toast or chicken or almost anything else.
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