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(Is the steering wheel on the left? Are you a barbarian? No. No, it is not.)
The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Oh, Broad Ripple, How I Enjoy Thee!
From the wide array of establishments serving up delicious food to the various and sundry shoppes selling varied sundries; from the Earthsmasher diesel SUV with an Earth Foist! bumper sticker to the Volvo parked beside it sporting one that asks WHO IS JOHN GALT? From the Triumph Spitfire parked outside Yats tonight to this...
...parked at Locally Grown Gardens, where I picked up bread, eggs, cherry tomatoes, some Fentiman's soft drinks, a pound of pulled-pork barbeque and lovely ginger coleslaw, the latter four for dinner tonight. (Not all of the barbeque or tomatoes, more of which will go into brekky tomorrow.)
(Is the steering wheel on the left? Are you a barbarian? No. No, it is not.)
(Is the steering wheel on the left? Are you a barbarian? No. No, it is not.)
What's that red thing reflected in the side panels?
ReplyDeleteThe latest Hot Needle of Inquiry, of course, and me shooting (pictures) out the window.
ReplyDeletePardon me ma'am, but do you have any Grey Poupon?
ReplyDeletePurty! And the old style turn signals embedded in the B-post!
ReplyDeleteA 1959 Bentley Crumpet?
ReplyDeletelovely ginger coleslaw
ReplyDeletethroughout the summer shutdown of their kitchen I pleaded for his cole slaw. I am now a happy camper that I can get a fine salmon fillet and cole slaw, but it is the end of their fine sweet corn.
Mike
To everything, Cavemike, there is a season; a time for sweet corn and a time for ginger coleslaw; a time for sugar cream pie and a time for more sugar cream pie...
ReplyDelete:)
cavemike,
ReplyDeleteI was telling Bobbi the other day that what I find most remarkable about his BBQ isn't how good it is, but how consistent it is.
He must approach smoking that pig with all the casual nonchalance of a geisha doing a tea ceremony.