
… for healthy, affordable eggs.





… for healthy, affordable eggs.




Yesterday in my Five Friday Happy Bringers, I mentioned the delicious joy that can be found in simple food.
And these days, with the turmoil going on in our nation, I need bits of joy wherever they can be found.

Easy breakfast. Costco Apple Danish.
Okay, maybe HR sliced some fresh strawberries on top of the apples.
Thick-cut bacon with freshly ground black pepper and a dash of cayenne.


LOVE-ly morning.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So Robert and I were at Whole Foods today shopping for a few (emphasis “few”) things: his deionized water (don’t get me started), dried porcini mushrooms (don’t get me started, again — one of his recipes) and my white balsamic vinegar, which I REALLY needed for an incredible salad dressing that I have fallen in love with. (I’m a retired English professor, so I know better than to end a sentence with a proposition, but who cares? I’m retired.)
We were successful with finding the water and the white balsamic vinegar. And all went well until we got to the checkout counter.
For some reason when we tried to scan the white balsamic vinegar, it said “Price cannot be resolved” as if we were in some United Nations mediation.
The delightfully beautiful clerk went to try to figure out what the “Resolve” issue was. She came back, beaming and said “It’s free!“

So then (we’re back at Whole Foods now) we went onto our next item, fresh Turmeric!
Okay, explanation. I have been having a bit of an issue with high blood pressure lately. I have been trying to incorporate both fresh ginger and fresh turmeric into our diet.
I put the turmeric down on the scale thingy.

Walked a little closer.

Walked a little closer still and saw her.

Do you see her? She’s walking to the left with a healthy gait. Encouraging me!
HEALTHY ART! AT WHOLE FOODS!


My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Savannah winter camellias … in my bathroom.


2. My Crock Pot Sunday Sirloin Tip Roast, which we had, well, last Sunday.
Here’s a photo timeline of how it went down.







Put it in the Crock Pot, then walk away for eight hours.
But unlike Lot’s unfortunate wife, you know in the Sodom and Gomorrah saga, I did not look back and be turned into a pillar of Morton Salt.

Eight hours later …



Oh my GOODness!
Okay, I’ve probably brought you to near catastrophic boredom ranting about this roast, but do you know the difference between top and tip sirloin? I admit that I did not. Well, let AI inform us …

Here is what AI did not tell you: “tip” is substantially cheaper than “top,” (which is why I bought it to begin with).
You can now splash some cold water on your face and continue reading about my remaining Happy Bringers.
3. The amazing ability to SEE! In any direction. Take a moment to be grateful for this miracle. Everybody doesn’t have it.
4. Somehow, on a walk yesterday afternoon near us here in Savannah, being able to see a little beauty even in the wake of destruction.


Or maybe that’s not beauty. What do you think?
5. Completing 14,000 minutes of meditation this week.

But seriously, wouldn’t you think I’d be a bit more … enlightened by now?! Instead of still sometimes wondering what meditation actually is.

May you have a WONDERful Weekend ahead.

Living in Coastal Georgia, I LOVE fresh seafood.
HR does too, as long as it’s shrimp, lobster, crab, crayfish or fish. He turns his nose up at oysters, clams and mussels. Poor thing.
So the other day, we were at Fresh Market stocking up on a few weekly deals. We were chatting with our favorite butcher lady, Lise, who just happened to be standing behind the counter hovering dangerously close (I thought) over several bags of fresh mussels.
I absolutely LOVE steamed mussels in garlic and white wine sauce. So I grabbed a bag (before Lise fell on them).
She gave me the suggestion to use leeks instead of shallots “for a better flavor profile.” Ooookaayy.
The next day, I pulled out my Julia Child apron and went at it.
Did you know that first you have to wash the mussels in cold water and … all purpose flour?
“Why?” you ask.
Well, to put a little beard on them, of course! “Beard” is actually the term used in my favorite recipe. The beard somehow attaches to any dirt or grime that still may be on them.

The next step is to use your finger to wipe away all those little beards. Which is harder to do than it sounds. And which borders on disgusting.
So I de-beard very quickly and get on with the more fun parts.
Next you throw together your base consisting of white wine, chicken stock, heavy cream, lemon juice, shallots, garlic, red pepper flakes, lemon zest and juice, parsley, salt and pepper. Whew.
Add the mussels and steam the big mess for about five minutes.


Please note that HR threw in a few large shrimp for good measure. (A bit unfairly, I thought.)

Here’s my bowl …

And here’s HR’s …

And finally, the test …


He didn’t jump up and down in culinary ecstasy, but he didn’t throw the shell at me either. I considered it a win.

What a Deliciously Joyful Lunch!



Marveling at this morning’s BEAUTIFULLY DELICIOUS pastry & coffee breakfast at Flora and Fauna here in Savannah.



Hotdog!

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Discovering Buc-ee’s (that people seem to rave about) on our recent drive to Baltimore.


Robert and I have never been to one before.


This is a gas station?!

2. Athletic Grandson Gabriel, along with teammate Peyton, earning the All Tournament Team award AS FRESHMEN after Savannah Country Day School won their Holiday Basketball Tournament.


3. The wonderful ability to HEAR. What do you hear right now?
4. These World Famous (or so the menu said) Diner Chips at a little diner I found in Raleigh, North Carolina on our way back from Baltimore yesterday.



5. HR in front of this cool mural near the Inner Harbor in Baltimore.




May you get in front of some Weekend Joy ahead.