For all that it is already June, it is NOT VERY WARM here in Minnesota, or, from what I hear, in the Tri-Cities either. Of course, that gives all the more reason to soak up the sunshine on the days that it does pop it’s head out from behind the rain clouds.
And, sometimes, it just means ducking my head down and ignoring the steady drizzle that is different from the sudden downpours we would get in G-town that it almost seems wrong to refer to them both as “rain.”
Saturday was one of those, just pretend it’s not raining, sorts of days, as Esther and I spent hours on a not particularly efficient public transportation system, trying to get downtown to the farmers’ market. Let’s just say…a matatu driver could have gotten us there in a quarter of the time, although much les sedately.
Nonetheless, we did make it, and I am currently attempting to pickle the asparagus that I bought. Knowing my lack of skill in the area of food preparation, this could turn out to be an adventure. But, surely there is not too much that can go wrong with something that sits in a cupboard and ferments for a few weeks. Fermentation is one of those things that nature does on its own. We’ll see how well nature and I get along when I try to harness it. Lol.
It may be summer now, but fall is coming faster than I had looked for, and, if we actually intend to eat during the social justice month, I had better start learning how to cook. Next step: something more complicated than pickles.
Any suggestions?
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