Last night we had ratatouille for dinner. It was good, but there was a small amount left over. I was trying to figure out what to do with the leftovers to feed both of us for lunch today when I came across a wonderful suggestion online. Ratatouille omelets!!! It may not seem very good to you, but you have to trust me on this one.
Just make an omelet like you normally would. Then put goat cheese in it. Follow that up with some ratatouille. Now fold that bad boy in half and slide it out of the pan.
This is the best leftover recipe I’ve ever had. Even if you weren’t planning on eating ratatouille any time soon I suggest you make it just so you can have this omelet the next day. Heck, you could even skip eating the plain ratatouille and just jump right to the omelet part. Click here for the ratatouille recipe I use.
Recently in my quest for fitness, I’ve started doing chin-ups with my husband in the park. In this context chin-up means hanging from a bar and trying desperately to pull myself up, but not succeeding at all. I always thought I was strong, but it seems that I’m not strong enough. I need to start doing more strength building exercises. Maybe I could get the keys on my computer keyboard adjusted to provide me with some resistance while typing. That would make me stronger, wouldn’t it?
Despite the absolute failure my chin-up attempts are, I’m working some muscles. Who would’ve thought that just hanging from a bar would make you so sore?
I saw this video on White Readers Meet Black Authors and I thought it was funny, but I was shocked when I got to the end and realized it was a BYU video because I swear the guy curses in the middle of it. I watched again just to check and I swear the guy says F%$@ in the middle of this video. It seems strange that BYU would make a promotional video about using the Harold B. Lee Library with a swear word in the middle. Anyway, watch it and tell me, do you hear a swear word? What the heck is happening at BYU these days?
I’ve been learning to play the guitar recently. It’s really fun. There’s something about being really terrible at some things that pleases me. So far I’ve learned to play Fool on the Hill and Hallelujah terribly.
I’m currently working on Redemption Song. Part of learning to play these songs is learning the lyrics. I never realized how wrong I get lyrics much of the time. For example, I always that the first line of Redemption Song was “Old pirates yes they’re rabbi.” In reality Redemption song has nothing to do with a rabbi or rabbis pretending to be pirates or pirates dressed as rabbis. But doesn’t it sound like he’s saying old pirates yes they’re rabbi to you?
Yesterday I talked with my mother on the phone and she asked me if I’d gotten any interesting vegetables in my vegetable box lately. I told her that I didn’t. “Just normal summer things,” I said, “like tomatoes and zucchini and lettuce.”
Imagine my surprise when I opened my box this morning and discovered this.
That's me looking surprised.
Do you have any idea what it is?
Okay, I’ll tell you. It’s a black radish. The question is what do I do with it? Does it go in a salad? Do I cook it? Do I ferment it? I have no idea.
The American returned to his native country yesterday. It was a cloudy day that he began by loudly singing the Star Spangled Banner in the bath. Then he put on his suit complete with American flag pin, and we headed to the airport. In the car he talked about the beauty of his homeland and sang a few patriot songs.
He’s staying there with his mother to complete the final years of teenagehood. Here are some pictures I took at the airport.
We went to Stonehenge yesterday. We were so very pleased when we discovered that the parking was free. We thought maybe seeing Stonehenge would be free too. Unfortunately, we were wrong.
After making our way across a busy road we found the whole area surrounded by a large fence with no way to get in. This is strange we thought. Than we realized you have to pay to get in. To avoid having tourists darting out in front of cars they’ve built a tunnel under the road. Those aliens were really forward thinking.
Since we paid nearly 7 pounds each to get in we were determined to stay in there as long as possible. We listened to our audio tour devices. We learned all about lintels and sarsens and longed for the good old days when you could rent a hammer to break a piece off one of the stones to keep as a souvenir.
Some of us slept on the grass under a hat in a fruitless attempt to avoid sunburn.
Some of us walked around trying to look gangsta.
And some of us swore we could see alien faces carved into the stones.
Overall I say it was pretty good. The stones where like giant teeth in the gums of the earth or at least that’s how they described them on the audio tour. I think I’ll give Stonehenge two thumbs up.
Ever since I was a teenager I had this grand idea in my head that I would learn how to make books by hand. I wanted to make books that featured my poetry and photography. Each book would be handmade and unique and I’d sell them in museum shops and little art stores.
Today on another blog I saw this video and it reminded me of that idea. Isn’t the idea of making a book fascinating. Maybe not to you, but to me it definitely is.
