Doug had read about this easier method for removing the “eyes” from a pineapple. It made for a very attractive presentation on the Oh-Shit-The-Fruit-Plate this year.
This is Doug’s cutting board. It sits on the counter. Where kitties are not allowed to go….
The sunset was far too lovely not to also post
In spite of the fact that we don’t by any means have a large yard, we still managed to fill a lot of leaf bags.
I wonder if Ferrous will ever outgrow his obsession with being under rugs. I think not.
My first thought on seeing this in the prep space was that someone had built a transmorgifier. But then I realized it’s supposed to be a stove, it’s just on its back. I like my idea better.
The kitties try to act as if they aren’t up to anything. Nope, not anything at all….
So just as I went to take this picture, someone else pulled out their phone, which cast a green light, giving the weird green glow. Tinkerbell is a pixie frog. She’s freakin’ huge. She eats mice and if she bit you, you would need stitches.
Doug and I decided we want a secondary compost bin, so I went to pick one up today. You can get them at the city recycling center, which is apparently where all the other bins live too.
Staffed the information desk for a while this afternoon. It was kind of quiet, so I was glad this monster had been moved from its location on the other side of the lobby, so it could keep me company.
I guess Doug and I should count ourselves lucky that a bag of these appeared in our Boston Organics delivery, at no extra charge!