Sunday Supper

I haven't done a Sunday Supper post for quite some time. Laziness, bad photos of good food, good photos of bad food, boring food are all excuses I can use.
The combination of grillin' season and farmers' market bounty is getting me interested in cooking again. I was kind of out of it for a while. But I'm back now.
The star of last night's meal was thebean salad. This is a total farmers' market kind of dish. It is so simple you don't even need the recipe. I was a little hesitant to marinate it for the time specified. I thought for sure the green beans would turn color, but they were OK after the hour I marinated them.
A little couscous concoction with some parsley, scallions, lemon zest, some grilled zucchini and tossed with a little olive oil and lemon juice. All I did for the shrimp was toss them in olive oil, chile flakes, and garlic and give them some time in the grill wok.
Pretty easy and good for you too!

Peony Time

One of my favorite flowers is the peony. Their extravagant blossoms set among lush green foliage and heady fragrance make them a flower garden star.

Peonies were plentiful in the gardens of my youth. Many homes in the area would have a row of them alongside the garage or house. We had some next to the garage as well as a row of them serving as a "fence" between our yard and the neighbor's. Our neighbor was a skilled peony-grower and she would share the root cuttings with my mom.

Spring was peony time. First, the leafy bush would grow out of the stubs of last year's plant. (In the fall, the bush gets cut down to the ground, in preparation for winter). Next, the round buds, approximately an inch or so in diameter, would appear. The buds secrete some sort of nectar that attracts ants, so you always saw ants on the buds. That was pretty gross when you are a kid. When you cut the flowers to bring in the house, you had to make sure all the ants were gone. In mid-June the blossoms opened.

We had magenta plants like in this picture, as well as white, red and a few different shades of pink. One of my favorites was a pink one that had fewer petals and an open center that showed a cluster of yellow stamens. My mom always made nice arrangements that filled the house with a sweet fragrance.

A few years ago was the first time I had seen cut peonies for sale. (This was in California). I was pretty excited to see them available, but I about fainted when I saw they were going for something like 5 bucks a stem. That's usurious! There was NO WAY I could bring myself to pay $15 for a bunch of peonies! I remember calling my mom about it and she gave me her usual answer: "Well then I guess you need to move back here, so you can have all the peonies (or whatever it was that I would be complaining about) you want free".
Same thing with lilacs. Why the heck are they so darn expensive in California? In my old neighborhood, you could just walk down the alley and snag a few off someone's bush. They wouldn't even know.

I got these at Von's for only $5.99--a fair price. I have to say though, they aren't as fragrant as some, but no ants.

My Prodigal Earrings

I found it....again.
My earring, that is.
I have pair of earrings that I wear pretty much constantly. Since I have pierced ears (one hole per lobe, like nature intended) I need to wear something, but I am also pretty much not into all this adornment and style and fashion, so I found a cool pair that I really love and I just wear them 24/7. They are European lever back earrings and the main thing I love about them is that they don't have a post, they are more of a hoop. I hate earrings that have a post because when you sleep with post earrings, the post stabs you in the neck and that is not cool. And I am FAR too lazy to be taking off and putting on earrings every morning and night.
I had been with my dad at the "family" jewelry store a few years ago--I think we were getting something for my mom or getting something cleaned. As I wandered around while he was doing his business, I spotted these earrings. Great price, just what I was looking for. When I tried to pay for them, my dad said the treat was on him. Sweet!
I've had these for at least five years. Like I said, I love them and wear them almost constantly. Until one goes missing. Like on Tuesday.
This hasn't been the only time one has gone missing. The first time I noticed one missing was at work. I looked all over but...nothing. I even had my co-worker take a photo of the remaining one so I could send it to the jewelry shop and get another pair. I was pretty bummed. Imagine my surprise when after a few days had passed, I spotted the lost earring on the floor!
Since then they've gone missing from time to time. Once I found one in the bedroom, once in the car. Last year one went missing when I was in Portland. Dale and I retraced our steps for a while and forlornly went back to the hotel. Later when I was putting on my PJ's....there it was!
Tuesday, I was sitting at my desk at work and noticed one was missing. Damn. I looked around the floors at work, in the car, in the bed clothes and on the floors at home. Nothing. I had been to the gym on Monday, who knows, it could have fallen there.
So there I was on Wednesday, getting a cold drink from the fridge, and spotted the prodigal earring on the floor! Whoo hoo!
I don't know, but I think there is something special about these earrings. I always sort of attribute it to the fact that my Dad got them for me. When I discover one is missing, I don't get all crazy and frantic about it. It is more of a Zen thing....I get this feeling that when it wants to be discovered, it will be. And so far, that is what has happened. Weird.

Bonne Fete Nationale du Quebec!

Happy feast day to all the Quebequers out there.
I'm pretty brain-dead right now from a 12+ hour day, so you get last year's post, but I gave you a new image, so that's cool, huh? The video is still pretty funny.
St. Jean-Baptitste Day

Happy Bloggy Birthday To Me!--UPDATED!

Wow, a whole year has passed since I began this 'lil blog. I enjoy doing it, but I wish I had more time to devote.
Thank you to everyone who has stopped by and read my postings, I hope I don't bore you and you keep on coming back for more exciting tales.
After I made the original of this post, I felt it was a little anemic. A milestone like this is a good opportunity to think back and reflect on what happened during the past year.
Here's a little recap on what happened in the world of "Where's The Bubbler?"

I ate some candy.
More

Shared a little Packer love.
And more than a little Packer angst.
More

Went on a couple of fun road trips
Portland
Austin
PolkaFest

Heard some great live music
Brave Combo
The Pinker Tones
LA Phil
X
Police y Elvis
Underworld

Went to a family reunion.

Talked about The Mermaid.

Made some Tourtiere.

Explained "The Legend of Real Spooky Place".

Went to the Kwik-E-Mart.

Finally finished the rock garden.

And reminisced a bit about the good old days and of Summerfest.


(Notes on the cake....this is what happens when you send a crazy dad and teenage daughter to the store for candles!
Yummy German chocolate cake...mmm)

6-16-1956

A beautiful bride...
A handsome groom...
A loving marriage!

Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day to all the dads.

Some dads are funny like a Bill Cosby dad,
or wise like Ward Cleaver.
Some dads are hip like Dick VanDyke,
while other dads are insane-o like Archie Bunker,
or uptight like Hank Hill.
And some are just lovable screw-ups like Homer Simpson.
So whatever kind of dad you have.....today's his day!

Here's an example of the different stages of being a dad......

First we have dapper Dad-In-Training

Next is the "mature" Chef Dad

The Retired Dad is outstanding in his field!