Showing posts with label penne in red sauce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label penne in red sauce. Show all posts

Sunday, December 3, 2023

No ice is good news and food happens

 An older person's view of the weather forecast

No ice! This is big.

Lately I've been cooking good meals but not photogenic ones. Ground turkey with cannellini beans, that kind of good stuff, and my food designer never turned up, again, so you didn't get the benefit.

Yesterday I did make something to show you, very simple, not up to anything elaborate at the moment, a tired time of year.



Broccoli/tomato sauce with penne and a lot of Serrano peppers diced in, big grind of long red pepper.  Enough for three meals, always a plus, that I can heat and eat.

This probably has an Italian name, penne primavera or something. 

Yesterday saw a bit of free cycling, lights which I've had around for ages, wrong size for outside, my original intent, wouldn't charge adequately indoors, my backup plan, too late for a return for refund, my backup backup plan. 




So they went to the first of a horde of requesters, within a couple of hours of posting. Even without pictures, sometimes the site won't, though when that happens I offer to email them.

And, the Izzy dolls moving right along, I did send for a different shade of possible face-colored yarn, and this arrived


Looking like clay or something, and at first I didn't realize what it was, since the package was so shrunken you couldn't read the words. I did find "yarn" and all became clear. Vacuum packed! After I managed to find a way in without cutting the yarn, it sprang to life

 
Made in Turkey, like a lot of yarns. It seems to be a  thriving Turkish industry.

Happy day, everyone, whatever mysterious packages it holds for you. Like the surprise big Izzy, the result of picking up the wrong, too big, needles, but what's a manufacturing glitch between friends?








Thursday, March 23, 2023

Nuts and bolts

Of daily life, that is. Chop wood carry water.

Car into dealership this morning for state inspection and general once-over. Inspection fine, new sticker in place, good for two years.

Buuuut, I had felt the brakes were soft, had them check. Oh dear, red zone. Pads gone, parts needed. So I sighed and said fine, and I now have a much safer car, and an empty wallet. Even fluid flushing and replacement is more expensive than it used to was.

This waiting room is better than the state inspection station, and I got some sock advancement in.



and a very good cup of coffee from a machine. They've discontinued the bagels and cream cheese, though, probably a side effect of the pandemic. And I noticed the technicians are no longer a white guys' club, definitely better. 

All in all, despite the expense, first bill in three years, can't moan, it was a well spent morning. And the mechanic told me I'd never need to do the brakes again. Whether he estimated my life expectancy, or my low mileage history, I'm not sure.. either way is fine. And I do get free oil changes for the life of the car,so there's that.

Home to Misfits box delivery




Look at that beautiful Swiss chard. Going, some of it,  with freezer parsley,  and potatoes from that bag, into a fish pie with the cod you see there. That's tomorrow.

Yesterday was all about easy comfort food



And now I'm all about sitting with my feet up and catching up online. Happy day everyone, weekend's near if it applies to you.