"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Red Umbrella, Christopher Shay
It truly was a dark and stormy night when the brew master
finally left the brew pub. It had been a long day of brewing
but finally the fresh hops deliverd by the Jones family
were safely tucked into what Patrick hoped
would be a prize winning beer.
The day had started out a wee bit misty,
typical of this part of the world, but it was a fine
soft mist and wouldn't interfere
with the small hop harvest scheduled.
There were three fine men helping and
one bystander full of beer with hop questions.
It only took perhaps an hour to cut down the
four varieties so necessary for this brew.
Patrick was content as he made his way home
whistling his favorite tune "The Orange and the Green"
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Sunday, August 21, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
When driving you have to be alert
Don't let your mind wander
On what you might see in the dirt
Otherwise you'll end up like this
And really really get hurt!
Golden State Fair Destruction Derby August 14, 2011
Monday, August 08, 2011
Evening of musical crickets
I remember those teenage summer romances
One moment we're all playing sandlot baseball
The next we're breathless looking at the boy next door.
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Sunday, August 07, 2011
of Rhubarb like I do, but this has to be one of the best
desserts I have tasted lately (except for Steve's Chocolate Cake)
Here's the recipe:
Rhubarb Custard Cake
heat oven to 350
grease 9"x13" baking pan
prepare yellow cake batter for two layers
(your favorite scratch recipe or packaged mix)
pour in pan
next layer 4 cups of chopped rhubarb
sprinkle with 1 cup sugar
pour on 1 pint heavy cream
bake for 50-60 minutes
(easy to halve this recipe)