It looked as if our house had been ransacked.
We can have this sorted out by Thursday afternoon, and semi put back together.The next day at Market in Cedar City, on Wednesday afternoon, I met Brent Rowland. He is a writer, a photographer, an artist, and a really nice guy. He asks if he can come over in the morning........yes, I said morning........I said that would be great and we set a time for 7:30. And to add to my already disarray, I invited him to stay for lunch and I would fix him STUFFED SQUASH BLOSSOMS, our families' traditional summer food. He had another farm to photograph after mine and said he would be glad to come back and stay for lunch. Got home from market around 9:00 p.m., told the boys they would be up at 4:30 helping me get the house put back together. They were over-joyed.
Bright and early we began moving furniture back into the (unfinished) bedroom, trying to make some headway on the dish cupboard, but Jake and I got a little sidetracked "arranging", we had to make sure things matched and all the tea pots were in the right place,
( Everything had to be put back just----so--)
Between frantic re- arranging I made a wild rice and black bean pilaf with fresh picked, steamed broccoli. Chicken spinach wraps featuring Shelly's grapes and lettuce I managed to find in the garden. Sliced an Armenian cucumber I got from Ben and served small cherry tomatoes on the side. When he arrived I quickly stuffed the squash blossoms with a quick set goat cheese seasoned with fresh sage that I had made early, EARLY, EARLY that morning. Dipped them in batter and fried them in olive oil. (I'll do a post about them later). The house got put back together in a presentable fashion (excepts for the dishes still piled on the table), but that would be alright we would eat outside in the driveway. We ate, swatted away flies, and enjoyed the good food, great company, beautiful weather, and the beauty around us. Brent, if you read this I hope your project gets published, and your goals and dream are met. I am chalking up the day as another
This old cupboard was in a shed at Glen's house when he was young. One day his dad asked Glen if he would help load it in the truck so they could haul it to the dump........GASP............ fortunately I over-heard the conversation, offered to go get our truck and haul it away to our house. I added old windows and some shelving. I still need to Mosaic the top