Patrick's Garden Berries
Jessica just asked me if I’m becoming the “fruit blogger.” I suppose there are worse things to be accused of. I’m admittedly a little bit obsessive. I love my peaches so much that I have a self-imposed ration, which guarantees me a peach a day until the farmers market rolls around again. For me, breakfast without a peach is just a big disappointment.
Behold, a 68 pound cabbage.
Photograph by Bob Hallinen/Anchorage Daily News
This may be the last you’ll here from me. No, I’m not quitting—I’m just headed to Alaska. Maybe I’ve just read too many books and Outside Magazine articles about the back-country, about bear attacks, freak snow storms and innocent San Franciscans that get lost in the woods and eaten alive by black flies, but I feel convinced (OK, semi-convinced) that you can check into Alaska, but you may never check out.
… And Remembering A Hundred-Year-Old Spitfire At the Castro Theater
Greetings and salutations* film nerds, if you’re a loyal follower of The Reel, you know this week Poppa Film Snot is (once again) thumbing his upturned nose at the bloody carnage coming from the wake of this Summer’s Sequel-Fest-Train-Wreck to celebrate little known movie gems from some of Hollywood’s greatest actors.
Tuesday I highlighted masterpieces from the Leading Actor category, today let’s talk Supporting Actors, precisely Legendary Hollywood Wild Men who’ve flown under the People Magazine radar despite having notorious reputations as Bad Boy Life Actors.
H. from Elixir infused his vodka with chai and added fresh strawberry and lychee liqueur to make an extremely complex and surprising drink.
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