I planted garlic today. Four types. Georgian Fire, Chesnok Red, Russian Red, and Spanish Rojo. I know nothing about what makes one type of garlic different from another. I chose them because they all looked plump and evenly papered in their separate bins at Moose Crossing.
I’ve never grown garlic before.
Write 31 Days: By Heart (Day 2)
I made baked mac and cheese for dinner tonight remembering the recipe off the top of my head.
That’s such a funny phrase. Typically it suggests saying something without giving it much thought. You could also say what’s your knee jerk? Or your gut reaction.
Write 31 Days: No Bad Eggs (Day 1)
I was in my late 40s before I knew that “bad egg” was not just what you might call an unsavory character. There really is such a thing as a bad egg, an egg that’s gone bad, that you shouldn’t use, and if one makes its way into a recipe, there’s no going back. You should start over with all the good eggs.
Raye S. Leonard 