Day 5

Today started out with a small breakfast after much dog walking. Another wonderful hard-boiled egg, bread and butter, and some apple cider. You'll have to forgive me for any poorly taken photographs, sometimes I am too hungry to focus.


After breakfast the day got so busy, I forgot to eat. If I could do that every day, this summer would fly by! I had planned to get lots of household projects done, then make pizza for dinner. My first project was painting our porch. I started out by sweeping it, which seemed innocent enough. Post-sweeping I noticed lots of little pieces of paint sticking up, I pulled on one and a 7-inch piece of paint peeled off, leaving bare wood in its place. This happened with every sneaky little piece of paint that was sticking up. I had planned on a light sanding and quick paint job, but ended up having to scrape the whole porch down to wood, leaving it looking something like this:


I didn't have time to paint because I had to make it to the Foodshed by 5:30; if I didn't get flour today I'd be eating cobs upon cobs of corn to sate my carb cravings. I had a glass of milk, a handful of sunflower seeds, an apple, and I was on my way. Luckily I made it in time, and even though I forgot to place my order Sunday they were nice enough to sell me flour, cornmeal, and black beans.

A great thing about the Foodshed is that there are vendors selling homemade organic treats including cookies, humus, crackers, etc. There are even options for a strict localvore like myself. I bought six cucumber salad cups from Day, who runs the Utica Farmers' Market, and who I owe a million thank you's to for telling me about the Foodshed. I was still hungry after forgetting to eat lunch so I ate three of these suckers on my way home.



I couldn't stand abandon my porch painting on the first, and possibly only day with less than 90% humidity, which meant I did not have time to make pizza dough and tomato sauce from scratch. Instead I made ghetto pizza.

These little ditties are made of a slice of bread, spread with butter and garlic, topped with fresh basil, tomatoes and cheese. I guess they could also be called ghetto bruschetta. I can't get local mozzarella so I used a Mountaineer cheese I got from the Foodshed, I don't know what it is, but it's tasty and pretty mellow.

I promised a picture of my new wine, the 8 out of 10, Montezuma's Mead a.k.a. honey wine. I mentioned that it is pretty sweet, but I think I like it because it's so smooth, like Keith Stone. A lot of wines get to the back of your tongue and boldly announce their presence, this one just kind of saunters by with the gentlest nod of the head.




*I know that a ditty is a song, but as a blogger I am offered creative license.