Another weekend of being a busy little bee. How about you?
A farmer’s market with all of the usual fabulous meat, fruit, vegetables, preserves and cheese. Plus a trash and treasure market to peruse at leisure (well, as leisurely as you can get with a three year old in toe). I found a collection of coloured glass bowls (5 bowls for $7) to add to my cabinet and a small pile of children’s books for the grand sum of $2.
Some Saturday afternoon cooking, cereal and ricotta, ready for the week ahead. Now to decide whether to do the silverbeet and ricotta gnocchi from Liz’s recipe or the ricotta gnocchi with broad beans from here.
A barbecue dinner with family, Mum and Dad just back from nine weeks in Europe. Great company, great food (especially the Pavlova for dessert, which I had two pieces of….) and the wine flowing generously. And best yet for the first time ever BOTH girls slept so we stayed til midnight. A pre-emptive headache tablet and a big glass of water needed before bed!
Sunday morning pancakes with honey and fresh strawberries. I made up a batch of Nigella’s home made instant pancake mix, so I now have the dry ingredients ready for another five Sunday mornings, needing only the milk and egg added to it. How convenient is that!
An hour in the garden alone saw me plant ten tomato seedlings (four great looking ones from the farmer’s market) and six dodgy looking ones I grew, we’ll see how they go. Plus four eggplants. Restoring the broad beans to their upward position after a few windy days had certainly knocked them about. And Mr Good spent some time building a very sturdy looking frame for my purple climbing beans. While I’m on the subject of beans, does anyone have any idea why the snails ate my most of my green bean seedlings but didn’t touch the purple ones?
Sunday afternoon tea party at my favourite local cafe with a spring racing theme complete with floral dress and hat. Well actually the hat was only for the walk down in the sunshine, but others wore race wear hats and fascinators. The menu was divine and left us all quite full (should have thought through what to do for dinner after such an event…)
Roast chicken dinner with the family.
Finally a mad rush around the house in an attempt to whip it into shape before the week ahead. It really was a disaster zone of the highest degree, but I felt much better once it was all cleaned up and orderly.