As the sun set last night Spacebee and I furiously pedaled out to Picnic Point to get us some sunset action. Once there, we goofed around on some rocks for awhile and took some kick-ass pictures by balancing my new, expensive camera precariously on a rock above crashing waves. A dormitory/fraternasorotity/sexual-tension-extravaganza fire was blazing as we rode back into town. Once back home it was Leftover Night! I’ve been unable to eat down my vegetable-stocked fridge, so we had to use it or lose it. Rice pilaf, mashed potatoes, leftover meatloaf, steamed broccoli, leftover soggy veggies.
As a gracious host, it was my duty to endure through the DVD rental of the evening: Charlotte’s Web. It made me think: I think those slovenly farmer-folk were a little quick to leap to such wild-eyed accusations that “the pig made the web” or “it was a miracle”. There’s something in a web; a spider probably made the fucking thing. When questioned by a gawker as to whether they had a super-intelligent spider on their hands, the Farmer Naive replied, “We searched and couldn’t find a spider.” How hard did you look? Idiot.
I came up with a great Topic of the Day while grocery shopping today, but forgot it. In its place, I’ll describe my new favorite vegetable: ramps. Half green onion, half garlic (but not a shallot!). Today’s recipe: cooked up some hash browns, sauteed the ramps down, mixed eggs with the hash browns to make a scramble, then mixed in the sauteed ramps. Delicious. Tonight we get the next CSA share.
Tomorrow we’ll probably take off around 3:30 for Milwaukee to hit the next Friday Retro game. Gotta get there early; don’t want to miss the Brewers. TAILGATE!