Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Battling Earwig Damage is Hole-y Margarine Cup and his sidekick Canola Oil!
Ever seen one of these beeeyootiful butterflies?
There are lots of different ways to deal with tent caterpillars. The best way is to simply prune the affected branch and discard it in the yard waste bin.
And in case you're wondering, as I was: yes, chickens love tent caterpillars.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Moules marinieres are one of my fav foods. I don't have them that often and honestly don't know why. They're so easy! They're called "Sailors' mussels" and are traditionally served with fries. I made mine with rice, which gave plenty of ways to scoop the sauce into my mouth.
This is one of those recipes that you make "au pif" (by the nose) and just throw things into a saucepan in kind of general ratios. You'll see what I mean.
1 onion or shallot, diced
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 bottle of dry white wine
1 lb cleaned, fresh mussels for each person
1-2 roma tomatoes, diced
salt and pepper
Something to serve it with. As I said, I made mine with rice because it's what I had in the house.
Clean the mussels and scrape off the beards. They're pesky buggers. I used a sharp paring knife for this. Mine were pretty muddy, so I scrubbed them with a brush, too.
Saute your onion or shallots and garlic in some olive oil.
Pour in some of that wine and bring it to a boil. I used about 3/4 cup. Once it's boiling, throw in the tomatoes and mussels, clamp on the lid, and wait 2-3 minutes.
I had 1 mussel that didn't open so I left it in the broth for another minute. Sure enough, it popped open! Discard any mussels that don't open: they were dead before the cooking started and can't be trusted with your intestinal health.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
- I'm wearing sweats and a bulky wool sweater as I type this. In the middle of June. BAH.
- We turned off the heat in May... then turned it back on.
- The storm windows are still on the house, a full month late.
- Last weekend's temps above 70 were the first in 9 months. Nine months, people!
This photo was taken in June.
Friday, June 18, 2010
We now have a new problem with Beaker, though it's one that seems well-timed: Beaker is broody. This means that a hormonal switch has flipped in her body and she will attempt to hatch just about anything that remotely ressembles an egg.
At this very moment she's sitting on 2 golf balls and a promotional rubber ball G-man got somewhere. The ball lights up when it bounces, so I whacked it on the side of the nesting box, stuffed the red and blue blinking ball under the puffed-up white hen, and amused myself watching her light up like a flashing cop car.
Hey, it's Friday night, hubbie's at work late, we don't have cable, and I don't have any books to read.
Ohhhh. Shiney and blinky!
Given Beaker's recent prolapse brought on by huge-mongous eggs, I'm going to let her be broody for a few days because she won't lay eggs during that time. I tried to put her in the yard to see if she could be distracted from her broodiness but she drove me nuts trying to get back into the run for over an hour. When I finally let her back into the run she made a beeline for the nesting box and has been there ever since.
Here's a video of a broody hen sitting on... well, on something a bit surprising.
Too bad roosters are illegal in the city or I might consider giving her some fertilized eggs to hatch. That would be super cute.
Maybe I'll just screw with her instead and see what kinds of crazy things she'll try to incubate. I once heard about someone's silkie hen who tried to hatch a plastic truck and a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle action figure.