About breakfast. It’s often a perfunctory roughage/protein affair for the sake of time and simplicity.
Playing “I spy…” in the fridge, my gaze gathered both bagels and leftover salmon trim. I’m out of lemongrass but went for it, slicing the bagel hemispherically into thirds. After placing on the woodstove, I snuck down to the grome for fresh kale.
I was reminded of a new mentality Deedles knows about but I may have failed to mention here. “Parsley, it’s an ingredient, not just a garnish!” I gathered some along with the flourishing kale, and a vine ripened heirloom tomato. Not so blasé no mo…
Caloric intake home run, sun’s creeping up through a thinner curtain by the day, and its roofing next up!
Tomorrow I’ll return from work with the necessary materials to entirely enclose the structure, perhaps even instal a window or two. I have two days off before a full work week, helping fill the gap as a favorite coworker takes a week off. Perhaps a little preemptive, but exclaiming “NAILED IT!”
