Pork and Balsamic Onions

Dinner two nights back. Pork loin baked with olive oil and rosemary. Topped with almost caramelized balsamic onions. The onions were good. I dried out the pork.

Argh!

Something bit my foot yesterday...on the bottom of my foot...and it itches like mad. It's a mad itching in such a terrible location. Well, I guess worse locations exist. Like the armpit or innermouth. Can you imagine if a bug bit you on the inside of your mouth? Oh my goodness. I didn't go to the library today for any job applying or photo blogging. Simply a movie getting. I just watched Charlie and The Chocolate Factory for the second time. Johnny Depp is such an interesting Willy Wonka. I think I'll have to re-read the books to know whether he or Gene Wilder reflect the actual book character's personality more accurately. Or I'll simply wonder without doing any thing about it. Right now I'm trying to decide if I'm hungry...I don't think I am. I'm also trying to figure out why so much of television is so lame. So many reality shows and I just don't get it. They are not like a car crash, I can look away. I am properly excited about the Harry Potter movie coming out tomorrow. Though I may not go see it tomorrow. I want to see it at the drive-in, I think. Basically I'm in between activities/non-activities to amuse me. So this is what I'm doing. And now that I've admitted my lack of ability to properly entertain myself I'm going to go try to entertain myself.

Dinner Á La Someone Else

I had lunch with friends of my parents a few days back. Deviled eggs, rice, beans and other tasty tricks. Treats.

Sandwich Kind Of Thing

Smoked turkey, stilton, mayonnaise and tomato on an English muffin.

Pork Tenderloin And Book

So the parents left copious amounts of pork in the freezer and I took some out and barbequed it on the fourth. Unfortunately I didn't allow the coals to lose enough of their heat...so one side of the pork looked like the above. Luckily I managed to figure it all out so that the other side looked like this. I also grilled some potatoes, green pepper and garlic in olive oil...it was good. Oh and I read The Battle Over Don Emmanuel's Nether Parts by Louis De Bernieres. I enjoyed it.

Woods

Sun and leaves.

Full Parade Mania

More photographs from the fourth.
Man on unicycle.
People on loud, blaringly loud, fire engine. This was one of a million siren capable vehicles in the parade. Many vehicles (with or without sirens) threw candy. I saw starburst but I realized that I wasn't allowed to compete with the little children and their big ol' bags. I did, in the end, get one forgotten Werther's original.
One of about two groups with a liberal point of view.
The other.


This float won second place. I truly think it was robbed. First place was so lame I'm not even showing you a photograph of it.

Down With Heathens Up With Church

Later in the day I watched the parade. I have a large number of photos but I don't really feel like dealing with all of them right now. So I'll leave with these three photos and no explanation. Except for the title. A float that I did not take a photograph of had that saying on its side. It made me feel very confused and icky.

Small Town Anybody?

Yesterday was the fourth of July. I went to the town's annual dog/mutt show. About ten years ago this event attracted about ten contestants and maybe fifteen observers. This time around there were fifty dogs, five(?) categories and easily one hundred spectators.

This girl and her Mastiff were in the best dressed competition. They were "Beauty" and the "Beast".
Clown and clown.
This was a "Beagle and Cream Cheese". This one I liked because it was slightly clever. Though the actual outfit could have been better.

Check out the biker dog checking out that man's crrrraaaazy pants!
Below is a Springer Spaniel. My dog Sam was a Springer. I think they are great. Especially when black and white..this one was liver and white.
Tricks.

Pizza a la Crust

There's a new pizza place in town. Freaks me out, these options. I had a Blue Moon, Saladzilla (or some such name) and a pizza "quad" with ham and pineapple.
All was tasty. The pizza's crust was thin and crunchy and the quad was three something bucks. A good deal. Though Shenanigan's atmosphere is better and gives more cheese.

Night Walk

A few nights back I took a night walk around town. Just two houses down I came across this little guy. At first I thought it was a cat behind a tree and was on the verge of encouraging it to come get pet. But then, obviously, it was not a cat but a skunk. Not too smart a skunk...it didn't notice me for about five photographs and only noticed me iin this shot. He ran into a drainage ditch and I moved on to University...the town's equivalent of Main Street.

And closer to home this cicada (?) tried to attack my foot. It did not succeed.

Dubious Salad

This salad was not as good as it could have been. I tried making a yogurt caviar lemon dressing. It didn't look very appealing and it only tasted so so.

Kwik E Marts Become Reality

Seems legit. I'm thinking that squishees will still, really, be slurpees. I wish there were 7-11s in the south.

Gazpacho and Wimbledon

Last night I walked to the giant cross with the chard/mom's friend from the night before then invited her over for left over lasagna and redux salad turned into a quite tasty gazpacho. I ate some of the gazpacho for lunch today whilst watching the Roddick/Velaz-a-something game. Unfortunately I never find watching tennis as interesting if I already know who won. Which I did thanks to the commentators and the fact that the game actually took place on Friday. I remember a few years back during a bout of either unhappiness or insomnia (probably both) in which I happily (not the right word, really...resignedly?) stayed up until six in the morning and then watched the games live. Though not currently at my happiest, I find that I can still go to sleep at a reasonable hour and that I'm eating just as much as always. Why is that? Some people when upset, without car, partner or job would stop eating. Not me. Not that I'm overeating or self-foodicating, I'm not. My cousin related a story of spending an entire unhappy year eating only granola and raisins. I thought to myself: what about cheese, fish and the occasional Triscuit? Ah me.

Red

After one wash the hair is not quite the dark red it was when some of the dye remained. But still red. See. Red. I think it brings out my eyes.

My Own Bacon, Egg & Cheese Sandwich

For Saturday's breakfast I made myself a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich. The eggs are local and the cheese was cheddar. Seasoned with salt, pepper and ketchup. A tasty, if unhealthy, way to start a day.

Swiss Chard

On Friday one of my mother's friends called me and asked how she could locate a recipe on the internet. In the end I simply did it for her, went to her house, took over the cooking of said recipe and ate with her. And drank white wine. The recipe was for Swiss Chard, pine nuts and raisins. Technically there should have been an onion but there wasn't one so we did without.