One of my dearest friends often asks me, "What's for supper?". It is so much more than a question about food. It is a question that plumbs the depths of the day. What is for supper, what is nourishing you, who have you invited to the table. A simple question that always says, "I am interested in you". Tonight, for supper, we had a monster zucchini, stuffed with a mixture of rice, fresh herbs, tomatoes from our garden, garlic and free-range bison. We had beans steamed with butter and seasonings fresh from grandpa's garden. We ate collard greens sauteed in olive oil with garlic, onion, and panchetta. We had a lovely cucumber salad ( sliced cucumbers and onions tossed with 1/4 cup vinegar, 1 t. sugar, yogurt, fresh dill and s/p). For dessert we ate Joannes zucchini bread (the boys did I watched them ingest the gluten with envy) and to drink we had iced sun tea.
Bodhi spent the afternoon picking veggies with Baba and I learned a few of these recipes from Mojo (pronounced Bojo).
Shane enjoyed the meal too, but maybe not so much on the stuffed zucchini.
This cast comes off Tuesday and I can hardly wait. The purple thing smells terrible, like gym socks and old sneakers, but Bodhi is unphased by the malodorous nature of his cast and uses it with apparent skill.
Bodhi spent the afternoon picking veggies with Baba and I learned a few of these recipes from Mojo (pronounced Bojo).
Shane enjoyed the meal too, but maybe not so much on the stuffed zucchini.
This cast comes off Tuesday and I can hardly wait. The purple thing smells terrible, like gym socks and old sneakers, but Bodhi is unphased by the malodorous nature of his cast and uses it with apparent skill.
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