Well, it was the horrible metal cabinets in my kitchen that everyone loves vs. me, and the cabinets won. I got quite a lump on my head and can’t seem to think of the words for anything. Don’t worry- I went to the doctor and I won’t be pulling a Natasha Richardson any time soon, but I just can’t count on myself to be witty at the moment, so I thought I’d give you the relatively silent tour of the garden that I’ve been promising.
This is the new raspberry patch, so lovingly created by my dear friends, Jen and Pete.
And the gingko that Molly and Aurel planted before moving to Istanbul.
and miraculous garlic!
I’ll check back in again when the words come back later. In the mean time, I’m maybe failing at making ricotta, and I made something else that I’ll tell you about if it tastes good. I’ll give you a hint.