When in the Palm Beaches, we always take our guests to Sea Shell City. Here is our guest, trying to get her beautiful face into the photo as I, evidently, try to cover her face with my beach-air-infused-hair. You know you have a true friend when you do this and she is still smiling. Oh, admit it, you didn't even notice...that faded wall-art is still pretty groovy, right? Hey, did our darling friend pose for that? Nah, she is WAY too young.
I love the rain, and rainy season has been fairly quiet this hurricane season (hopefully, the hurricanes got the message from the rain clouds). But, today, the clouds opened up and it was ever so lovely. Hello, Monday.
When you don't eat cows (yes, Gerry sampled brisket when at a relative's house last November, but no big deal) you have to be creative when you want meatloaf. Ground chicken can be BLAND. So yesterday I made a Southwest Meatloaf and it was delicious. Just a bit of kick, and loads of flavor. I made the taco seasoning from scratch, which I will do from now on.
One thing we wonder about, why do people get so weird when you tell them you don't eat beef? Who cares what anyone eats? Well, it seems to annoy some people. We are not fanatics about it, and try to keep it low-key-as it is boring to discuss. Someone recently told us they were going to get us into eating beef. We were at their home, so we tried to be polite. We ATE beef...for years...we don't now. Have you ever looked into the eyes of a cow?
Sometimes you have an item and it just doesn’t fit into any particular space. What to do? Time to start a Junk Drawer, right?