Study Schmuddy

Y'all...I am so done with school. Stretched deadlines, stressed profs, my brain straight up going "NOPE" every Saturday morning in response to my waking up in a panic and shortly realizing "hey, it's Saturday! I don't need to wear pants or go to into the clinic...but I can study?"

Here is a stunningly metaphorical NOPE in picture form. 

my clinic biddy Emily fetching me lemon tea from Starbucks to soothe my cough.

Matt's mom makes these crispy, savory pancakes with walnuts.  they are sumptous without any toppings, just hot off the pan.

I had a weak moment and bought coke from a vending machine. I showed my classmates. they snapped photos.

breakfasts with this guy (NOTE THE GEM ON THE LEFT)

my classmates communicate in pictures. 

THOSE HERBS I GREW THEM

Matt asked me to buy lime basil but barely uses it. I chopped some and froze in olive oil

Culver's, a midwestern delicacy 

fried cheese balls? with ranch dipping sauce?

gluten free, but made the mistake of not reading what the pasta was made of: LENTIL FLOUR. Poops--I mean--oops. 

homemade cashew milk getting turned into a homemade frappucino!

Surprise dinner of steak and onions

A grocery store opened up about 5 blocks from the clinic and has a pretty decent salad bar 

found at Miami airport: guava and sweet cheese pie. SO FRAGRANT. 

Grandma with my welcome home meal--that lady, I tell you.

Mom and I at the oyster bar at JTM. Pricey to sit and eat, and the oysters were just ok.

But...I may try it just one more time... 

picking vine leaves for stuffing!

At a family-favorite Italian restaurant, Tre Marie 

crème brulée bread pudding, at a restaurant nearby. Just say no to that fusion shit.

broccoli "breadcrumbs" in meatballs. yes, thank you, I'm a genius.

this week in pictures

I'm on a rice paper kick! With a fish and veg filling yesterday.

The hot filling kind of helps cook and soften the noodle-paper. You could deep fry them, I guess, but we just ate them straight, with sriracha. Today I made egg & veg ones with a sauce of peach, olive oil and sriracha. Yum!

Ambrose took this picture of me at dinner.

This one too. Blurry but adorable.

We went for a walk in the wildish path behind our house before lunch today and foraged some grapes from our neighbour's vine, growing over the fence into the path. They were amazing. Champagne grapes maybe? The more I taste of real, fresh, fragrant, homegrown food, the more I realize how bland, starchy, and awful most grocery store produce is.

I decided zucchini season is over, so I harvested the last of the goods and ripped out the vines to clear the patch. I then tossed the plants back over the bed to compost in place. The potted plant behind the flowers you see is a free oregano plant I got from a neighbour.

This is how carrots peek out of the garden.

Little man working in the garden. You can see the new configuration of stones, the maturing kale, and the zucchini vines ripped up in a heap.

Harvesting carrots - taken by Tony. The harvest was decent, given how little TLC I gave to this whole side of the garden.

Fucking beautiful.

Bounty.

I don't have a weekly schedule to show you because I've been working a lot and it's a bit fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants. But I am glad I have some of them archived here; I think for the next little while I will do a very regular two-week rotation of the top favourites, plotting crock pot meals on evenings I work, other nights being leftovers or a bit more ambitious.