Quiche a la Dead Rat Hill

Aidan cracked the first DRH eggs into my food processor to make a quiche for dinner the other night. We'd been getting anywhere from one to three eggs a day for a few days and had enough for a meal.

Look at those yolks!

I sauteed some onions and added some kale from the garden that I had frozen. I thawed it prior to adding it to the pan and let it warm up a bit, steaming off the excess liquid. Then, I stirred in some thyme, salt, pepper and dry mustard and let it cool for a few minutes. Meanwhile, I spread some cheese over the bottom of the crust. I added the kale to the eggs, which I had beaten with about a cup of milk, poured that over the cheese, topped it with a bit of Parmesan, baked it and voila:

The kids even liked it! Though they are pretty good eaters (they try new things, etc) they can get picky from time to time, especially with things that have a lot of different ingredients all mixed together. It made a delicious, easy dinner and good left-overs for breakfast!

For a few years, our family has participated in a dinner ritual. Jim's cousin, Chelsea, had given us a sea turtle "bank" after a brief visit with us several years ago.

"Turtley" has seen better days. One of his flippers was broken off and Jim glued it back on. His paint is chipped in lots of places and he could probably use a good cleaning, but he has held our gratitude each day. As we sit down to dinner, we each take a quarter from a stash in a kitchen cup and say what we are thankful for that day, placing the quarter in Turtley. At the end of the month, we empty Turtley and mail a check to a charity of our choice. We keep a list, but sometimes there is a sudden emergency and we direct the money to that--house fires, floods and oil spills, to name a few.

Daily gratitude is a wonderful way to remind ourselves of all that we have to be truly thankful for. It's so easy to get caught up in the things we don't have, the things we wish we had--or even things we think we deserve. So much of our culture and media focus on the latter. The danger is that we overlook all of the bounty in our lives. Our health, the love of family and friends. These are the things for which we should be most thankful.

On this day of thanks, may you be well loved, well fed and warm. And may you be present to all of your bounty.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Applesauce, Take 2

As my girl friends and I came to the realization that we were all rationing our few remaining jars of canned applesauce, we decided it was a good time to can some more. The fact that we were standing inside the store of Lapacek's Apple Orchard certainly helped. We sealed the deal with the purchase of a bushel and a peck of apples--Idared's and Lapacek's own baker's mix. An afternoon later, we are 8 quarts and 28 pints richer. The kids all had samples and deemed it "yummy"!

This is one of those tasks that I could certainly do at home alone, but it is so enjoyable to can with friends. We catch up on each others lives and generally make the time seem to fairly fly. We share the work and the bounty.

Perhaps I will try to go it alone, one day. But for now, it's much more motivating to share this activity with friends. And to be thankful that I have so many of those in my life!

Houston, We have EGGS!

Yes, after months of waiting, we finally have eggs. Three, to be exact. But it's a start. I'll be making something eggy for dinner later this week.

sticky situation

HE harvested some honey over the weekend. I had been worried that our hives didn't seem active these past weeks, but that probably had more to do with the colder weather and lack of flowers nearby. One of the hives is definitely queen-less, but our second hive is thriving.

The Bee Charmer

Low-tech honey extraction

Apparently fun

Aidan thoroughly enjoyed the process

Filtering

Yum!

Honeycomb!

Sweetness!

Horse Riding

Thanks to my friend, Krista and a few bike rides, I discovered a neighbor who gives horse riding lessons. Acquiring horses has always been on the long-term project list for Dead Rat Hill. It seems prudent that Erica and Aidan learn how to ride from experienced personnel. I haven't been on a horse since I was a kid, but I more or less remember the basics.

Erica has been riding Skip-- a sweet, gentle and quite humungus animal:

But my girl's got the genes--she's a natural, according the Patty (our instructor). I'm quite sure it came from me. I'm a natural too. My most distinct horse riding memories both involve falling off, but I'm pretty sure I'm a natural. Anyway I like horses.

Aidan rode Rocket last week and loves riding!

It's so cool to see him beaming with pride. Patty loads on the praise and he is happiness personified.

He's a natural, too. He gets it from me.

For the time being, I just watch my offspring prance around. Next spring I'll get my ridin' boots on and join the party. In the meantime, I get visits from King the cat and Gomer the pup. I read books and play the paparazzi.

Life is good.