Happy Friday from the Daddy-less* clan, where
Jah Rosie-fari has been playing the bongos with Polar-I.
I’ve been making pesto with bacon grease.
And large batches of this tomato sauce (glad to hear many of you have been trying it out too!).
And enjoying the natural plant-dye prayer flags (acorn hulls, chokecherries, rabbitbrush and mint):
And observing Dan’s new bedtime technique with the kids.
It consists of dual back rubs while chanting “om” for like 20 minutes. Seriously. While the kids expect me to follow the precise institution of The Bedtime Routine, Dan gets carte blanche for whatever whenever. The other night Dan made the kids this bedtime snack with tremendous secretive fanfare and it turned out to be the morning’s oatmeal heated up with chocolate chips.
“Is this oatmeal?” Col asked.
“Oh no, this is dessert meal.”
Also, I’ve been fermenting foodstuffs like crazy in preparation for the fermentation class I’m teaching on Sept 27th at Durango Natural Foods Co-op. Be careful what you leave at our house, you may return to find it bubbling with wild yeasts. Currently there is ginger brew, kimchi, fermented tomato salsa and kefir all burping out CO2 and ethanol endearingly into the house. The lovely thing about fermenting is that the proportions and ingredients are loose – it’s the unschooling of the kitchen world!
*Peeps, can you believe Dan is out hunting again? This is the big stretch, the stretch in which if there is no elk brought home, then there is no elk meat this winter (unless the roadkill gods are smiling on us). And you know how Dan is all superstitious about finishing up last year’s elk before going out hunting again? Well, we found one rogue package way back in the freezer, a very large roast, which I accidentally burned. And Dan, being Dan, felt compelled to gnaw away at it anyway, out of respect and vigilance and principle. (Dan’s dad once accidentally put cayenne instead of cinnamon in a batch of granola, and is reported to have eaten the whole thing).
And, thank you so much for your comments about siblings. It’s such a complex soup, isn’t it? I do feel lucky to be stirring the pot, even if it does get so hot I need to blow on it occasionally.
Finally, I’m participating in Tour de Coops tomorrow, which is a self-guided chicken coop tour in Durango. I’ll be at the homestead Saturday from 10-2, if you want to come by and see the clucky ladies, the bees, the garden, etc…Maps can be picked up at DNF or Durango Coffee Co.
Have a lovely weekend!