Weekend

After the Ruth Reichl talk, we met up with Ken & Laird at a different bar downtown before meeting up with Drew & his gf Jen at our house (we convinced them to sleep in the guest room rather than on the floor of the empty apartment). They'd been packing all day and were very excited to shower and just relax. However, we forgot to tell them how to turn on the shower and their relaxing night became very frustrating since they couldn't figure it out and had to call us at the bar. (Note: that brings the count up to three scientists who couldn't figure it out -- myself included when we first moved in). Only Lent & Ken have figured it out on their own.

The next morning Drew & Jen left early and we left to go to Ken's football game.... with a quick stop at Crema, of course. It's been pouring down rain all weekend. Out of six teams, only fourteen people showed up to the game. As they ran, water splashed up under their feet. It just poured. For over an hour. I sat in the car watching the field until it let up a bit.

But when the game was over so was the rain. We drove back and stopped at the Farmer's market downtown on the way home. Picked up some baby artichokes, jam (since we finished 3/4 of the jar of marionberry-jalapeno from the week before), about 12 heads of organic garlic which we roasted that afternoon, ordered a shiitake mushroom log and bought a dozen Netarts bay oysters for $6. Awesome. We ate some raw for lunch and then grilled the rest for dinner along with the artichokes. Very good, fun and super easy. We're excited to try their special: $15 for 3 dozen. Perhaps next time we have company that likes oysters.

Weeded the driveway yesterday by myself and then we both went out again this morning. It took forever. We will be putting down gravel this summer after the fence goes up, but I couldn't stand to see the weeds for 3 months. And so up they came. Read about laying down newspaper in 5 sheets to prevent further weeds from coming up. Ken about had a stroke when I brought up the idea, but we compromised on testing it on a small patch towards the rear of the driveway where nobody can see it. We'll let you know if it works. Just as we finished and were eating lunch inside, it started pouring and hailing. Our driveway is full-on sloppy mud, with its runoff water going down the sidewalk in a beautiful shade of poo-brown. Nice.

Finished up some things inside (i.e. I sanded the splattered paint off two doors that the previous owner left while Ken chiseled into the woodwork of the bathroom and closet doors to fit the strike plate. We're happy to report that our bathroom door can now be officially closed and locked).

sigh. Now it's sunday night and we have another five days until the weekend. Roast chicken for dinner and a little tube. We're addicted to sunday night TV.