My mother loves chocolate cake, but that dessert is an endangered species. Nowadays every "chocolate cake" on a restaurant menu is that dense, flourless "death by chocolate" stuff, and she likes classic chocolate cake. So, I make her one for her birthday, because I'm a tremendous, award-winning daughter.
Our boy is here! We were TOLD he's a Bordoodle, but we're pretty sure he's a BorShoodle (Border Collie/Baby Shark/Standard Poodle) and while he looks big in this photo, he's only twelve pounds and nine weeks old and an evil genius sent from another planet to taunt us.
If you don't think he could be part baby shark, I'd like to bring your attention to exhibit #1:
I really wanted donuts this morning, but I couldn't talk anyone into going and buying them for me. Bastards. So I made a pie. It made sense to me at the time. I had 8-9 peaches that were getting ready to go around the bend, so it was a good way to save them, too.
The Sugar Peach Pie is like a sweet custard with peaches in it, sitting in a crust. There is no top crust. It is fairly easy to make and was a big favorite of mine as a kid because it is pretty sweet. I mean, it's not a donut, but it works in a pinch.
I have a secret about Charleston Restaurants.
It's pretty shocking, so you should get yourself some smelling salts. You'll have to travel to a 1940s screwball comedy or maybe a BBC Victoria drama to find some, but go ahead, I'll wait.
Ready?
So until I have more puppy photos for you, I can fill in some wildlife. We have four raccoons we call "the brothers" who always travel together.
The best thing about marrying into a Polish family is the sudden appearance of pierogies: doughy dumplings stuffed with potatoes, cheese, meat, fruit or other deliciousness and then sautéed in butter. I mean, my husband, Mike, is nice, too, but he gets cranky if I try to sautée him in butter.
Spoil-sport.
2021 seems MUCH better, eh?
Well, for what it is worth, I've made some New Year changes. I'm not approaching work with a AAAAH GET IT DONE FOR THE DAY!!! attitude -- allowing myself to get up from my desk and putter around a bit here and there instead of trying to get all my work done by lunch (I get up at 4 am). I'm one of those people who usually like to eat all the cake first so I can enjoy the icing at the end, but my "save the best (all my leisure time) for last" attitude was causing me stress. Plus, my hips apparently don't like sitting for eight hours straight the way they used to...
Hopefully, the neighbors don't mind smelling like hot dogs for six hours.
We waited a year and for the black Friday sale, but we finally bought a grill. (Now that we're in Florida, it's a law. We have to get a tiki bar soon or it's three years hard labor.) We're terrified of combustible tanks and don't like the toxic nature of charcoal, so we went with a Traeger smoker.
For Halloween, I went full Dr. Frankenstein and created a monster cinnamon bun. I'm not sure my hand on it here (with the tip already gnawed off --- of the bun, not my hand) really drives home how large this thing was. It begged me to eat it and put it out of its misery. What could I do?
A land crab sneaks up on gopher tortoise...Hoping I don't see this tortoise show up on Dateline...my CritterCam stopped before I saw the ending!
Today is the last day of summer and my personal zoo is still hopping!
Over to the right there is a Knight Anole (invasive species from Cuba), much larger than my baby local anoles! I can't get over his eyes -- totally looks like someone painted on his eyelids while he was sleeping.
We chased him from one side of the tree to the other to get this shot. I'd go to snap the photo and he'd shuffle to the opposite side...So I'd go to the other side and he'd shuffle back where he was... needed to get Mike to limit his options and get this shot.
Read more: More Wildlife...A Knight, a Crab and another Bobcat!
It's summer and I live adjacent to a preserve in Florida, so it's a lot like living in a zoo. Every day we wake up and scoop the fiddler crabs out of the salt water pool...Watch the video of the critters walking past our security cameras...
