I need to put a PostIt note on the bathroom mirror that reads “Remember you are ate beets” so that I don’t freak out the next day after doing so.
I went out to see if I captured a bottle full of condensation at 7pm last night, I had not. What I discovered was how dry Wee Little Farm was and how some of the plants were near death. So, even though it’s supposed to rain this weekend I decided to set the sprinklers to run this morning.
I have a penchant to make my own sausages. I keep researching meat grinders, eschewing the notion to buy a meat grinder attachment for my fancy-pants KitchenAid mixer. I may have already purchased a meat grinder if I had stopped reading Amazon comments… And the I talked myself into buying a lesser-powered model from a manufacturer called LEM, but as I went to look at it online again the lesser-power model disappeared from Amazon. Weird. At 61 will I spend more on a grinder, and maybe even a sausage stuffer, than I will spend on sausages the rest of my life? Most likely, yes. Oh, and with a decent meat grinder I will also be able to bring my own beef for burgers, meatloaves, etc. #TradMan
Wordle: four, my starter was SWIPE